peridot | lando norris

9|silverstone|

lando pov.

free practice 3 had just ended and i was reviewing the track data with jon, having finished p9. the focus was on gathering data and testing the upgrades and not positions so i was quite satisfied with it. i looked around the paddock, in search for a very specific group of people.

"hello~" niamh run up , wrapping her arms around me taking jon by surprise. "hi sweetheart! did you just get here?" she looked up at me and nodded, not letting go of the hug. 

i smiled and leaned on, resting my hands on her back, gently rocking us from side to side while jon continued explaining the changes to me. we were on the inner sides of the garage so it was unlikely for cameras to have caught it. my lnfour admin did capture the moment though, i spot him from the corner of my eye. "that's not going up" i tell him and he nods. "i know. it's just adorable" he says and niamh waves at him. 

"do you know who aiden is?" she shakes her head. "no clue." i chuckle and wave at mila, gesturing for her to come up closer. if these two  were together, atleast i knew nothing would make it to the streams since we'd established clear boundaries about the appearance of my family members on the media. 

"nia, meet aiden. he runs my fan update pages, aiden, meet niamh. my daughter" aiden's eyes widened at he looked between us . "she's grown up" he whispers to me and i nod

"make sure that any pictures that have her in them are sent to me and not posted by you" he nodded and shook hands with the girls. "got it. do you girls want skittles?" he pulled out a small can from his pocket and niamh looked at me and i nodded, letting her know it's okay.

 "alright, so stick to grandpa and mila or be with aiden and marlyn, that's her-marlyn!" i called out to my 'handler' and marketing manager per say. i introduced them and once niamh was comfortable with them, i went out with oscar to the media pen.

"home race, how are you feeling about it?" i smiled at the question, it's been a good day and the interviewers were yet to ask some odd questions, like i said, good day.

"uh, like you said. it's my home race so i'm feeling pumped, definitely feeling powerful and i'm sure i'll be able to deliver a good result along with the team. looking forward to a win for sure" i say and marlyn lets me know i can be excused.

once i was done, i made my way back to the paddock where mila and niamh were watching the free practice clips on the tv. "sweetheart, do you wanna see the motor home?" i ask and she jumps, turning around to look at me. "i thought you stayed at the hotel while at silverstone" i hummed. "we do, but we have our motorhomes too because the garage is not very nice when it rains" she nods. "okay" she nods and i look at mila. "you're coming with us?" she shook her head. 

"i'm gonna go to grandpa, he's filming something for the scooters" she said before getting up and skipping away. "did you eat yet?" niamh asked and i nodded. "i did a little bit. we can grab something more back at the hub, and then we'll get to play with the new scooters later, once everyone's done filming" i explain and she nods.

"let's go?" i asked her, extending my arms out and she hops up to her feet. "lead the way~" she sings and i smile. marlyn follows us to the motorhome enterance, leaving us be once we reached. it was bustling, lots of people going around. "woah. you facetime from there" she said pointing towards the kitchen and i nodded. "i do, late at night it's a free space. other times, it's from one of the driver rooms, c'mon."