hidden desires |lando norris|

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wednesday came by quickly, and zara woke up realising she hadn't set an alarm and was running later than she'd like to. luckily, zara had awoken much earlier than usual (although due to a disturbingly real nightmare) and so was only an hour later than she wanted to be.

still the girl rushed between her ensuite and her wardrobe, flicking through it to find an outfit. as she pulled out a simple comfy outfit; a pair of little cream gym shorts, an oversized light pink hoodie and a pair of nike socks, she threw them on her bed and turned to open a draw, pulling out a matching lounge set of white underwear.

after the girl changed she rushed into the bathroom, quickly taking her hair out of the towel it was in and brushing it out, scrunching a couple pumps of curl moose into her dark hair. picking up her toothbrush, zara started brushing her teeth whilst walking round her bedroom, making sure she had everything in her hand luggage. she mentally thanked herself for double checking her packing the night before and leaving the suitcase by the front door.

when the singer had collected herself and all of the little things she would need, she headed downstairs in search for breakfast. she decided on an iced coffee and a small bowl of fruit and took it over to the sofa in her living room. zara put on a youtube video on her phone and started eating her fruit, finding herself smiling at the jokes being made on the small screen infront of her.

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by the time zara was putting her shoes on, a pair of old white converse, her phone dinged with a notification. she reached over and picked up her phone, turning it on and looking at the notification on her lock screen.

Lando Norris

i'm outside in the taxi
7:27

after she read the message, the singer responded with a quick message back telling lando she'd be out in a second, grabbing her luggage she made sure she had everything she needed and made her way out of the door.

when zara got out she walked over to the taxi and put her luggage in the boot. opening the car door and getting into the back of the car, next to lando. her gaze lingered on the man, observing what he was wearing: a matching pair of black joggers and hoodie with neon green writing on the back and down a small bit of the leg (the singer assumed that this was some of his merch), along with a pair of -what looked to be new- white airforces.

the car ride to the airport was supposed to be around 20 minutes, which would most likely be 20 minutes in silence. the flight was then going to be around another two and a half hours - the plan in mind for the girl was to sleep through most (if not all) of that flight.
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when the two of them got to the airport they took their luggage, thanked and paid the taxi driver and headed towards landos private jet that was awaiting them.

zara was more than impressed by this, everything this man seemed to own just screamed rich. although it wasn't the most surprising that lando, being a very successful racing driver, could afford a jet like this, it still seemed to suprise the girl.

he had indulged in a private jet after a very encouraging word from max (which was just him saying it was nice to have and something he liked to show off). lando was used to taking max's jet with him to races anyway, so why not get himself one and be able to take it anytime. it would also impress the girls that he had thought of taking on there (which in this case was unintentionally zara).