Lando Norris is a famous F1 driver and Ella is trying to find her place in photography. When Ella bumps into her childhood friend in the club she works everything just seems to fall into place.
Started: May 10th, 2024
I sit in front of the TV with my laptop but I can't concentrate on editing. Lando is in P1 and it's almost lap thirty-three. He's managed to overtake Max, Checco, and Charles. Oscar is stuck behind Carlos in P6. The whole race has had me on the edge of my seat. I know Lando hasn't won a race yet but I know he can. There was a safety care deployed for one of the racers from Williams. I was sitting in the garage but everyone was on edge and I didn't want to get in the way. I went back to Lando and Oscar's rooms in the back.
My computer screen has gone dim from how little I've touched it. Max's car is .12 seconds behind Lando's and I hate rooting for both of them. I know my loyalties should lie with Lando but Max is just so attractive and we get along very well. Whoever wins I'll be happy but I know in my heart I want Lando to take home his first victory. My heart breaks when Max pulls ahead of Lando right before they enter the last lap. When they cross the checkered flag Lando ends up in P2, while Oscar is in P5. He managed to outtake Carlos in the last couple of laps. I grab my camera and walk out to where Lando should be pulling into his P2 spot on the grid. I fix the McLaren hat on my head as he pulls in right behind Max as he gets into P1. I kneel down and take a shot of the car as he climbs out waving at the crowd.
He walks over and I wrap my arms around him in a hug as he rubs my back sounding exhausted, "Congratulations, I've missed watching you race," I tell him as he rips his helmet off. He pulls the balaclava off and pants a little as I hand him his water bottle.
"I think someone is hoping you congratulate them next," he says looking behind me. I turn around seeing Max glancing over as he talks with his team, "I'm gonna go find Osc and congratulate the team. Catch you later," he says sounding less than enthusiastic. He should be proud of himself for scoring on the podium. I turn to Max and he is already walking over unzipping his racing suit. I take my camera out and shoot some pictures making him smile.
"Legally I can't say I'm happy you got P1," I joke as he leans down and gives me a hug, "I'm kidding. Congrats," I smile.
"Thank you. I was thinking of inviting some of the guys out tonight. Do you want to come?" he asks.
I frown and look at my camera, "Sadly, I have a lot of work due tonight with all the pictures I got from the race. I'd have loved to though," I assure him as he looks understanding, "I have to go take more actually. I'll see you..." I say trailing off not knowing when.
"Soon. Probably back in Monaco," he says as I nod my head starting to walk off. I start jogging once I'm out of view and get some shots of the engineers as they talk with the guys before the champagne ceremony.
By the end Lando is chasing me back into the paddock covered in champagne, "Lando, I will delete every good picture I have of you," I threaten as he jumps over the couch. I gasp as he picks me up and covers my skin in the sticky substance. I grimace as he falls onto the couch with me on his lap. I smack his chest trying to get off slipping a little making us both laugh, "I have to go shower now. You've set me back in my work," I tell him as he keeps his hands glued to my hips. He laughs as I slip again from his fireproof and the amount of champagne on him. I realize how close our faces are and see his eyes look at my lips making me jump.
He smiles at me as Oscar walks in and I realize how bad this position looks, "I should get going," I whisper standing up with his help and grabbing my things, "Congrats on your races today. I'm excited to see the next," I announce walking past the Aussie as he stays quiet. I can see his eyes going from mine to Lando's with a suspicious look making me leave quickly. Why did Lando look at me like that?
I rush back to my room to get to work and stare at all the photos of Lando weirdly. Why wouldn't he let me up and why are he and Oscar acting so weird? Maybe this is how they get during races. At least Max was normal this weekend. I work until nearly One am before sending the photos in. They already had photos to post for the wins so I use the leftover ones and take them to Instagram. I debate on using a Max one before deciding he should be shown off as well.
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Liked by Oscarpiastri and 400 others Ellaslens: all smiles after the race
Comments: Oscarpiastri: good work today Landonorris: offended there isn't more of me User12: she eats every time McLaren: Great Results today Maxverstappen1: you stalking me now? >ellaslens: I've been caught Redbullslut: never followed faster Cargirl: second picture got me bricked up (I am a woman)
