Long story short, it was a bad time
Long story short, I survivedUncharacteristically, Hannah had fallen asleep almost as soon as they got in the car to head to the airport. It had taken a while to get out of the stadium as she said goodbye to what felt like every single crew member, dancer and band member, thanking them all for their hard work and support on the tour. He waited patiently, keeping her hand in his and they eventually made it to the car.
Thankfully, they'd avoided her parents, and he still didn't know if she even knew that they were at the show. By the time he'd navigated his way through the traffic and gone to ask her she was fast asleep. He hadn't wanted to wake her, knowing full well how badly she'd been sleeping, and he'd have plenty of opportunity over the next few weeks anyway. He was beyond excited to have a couple of weeks where neither of them had any responsibilities or commitments looming over them.
So he'd driven them to the airport in relative silence, just him humming along to her music that was stuck in his head from the show.
The perks to flying private were that he got to drive across the tarmac directly to the plane, so he woke her right at the last minute.
"Hannah, come on, it's time to go." He shook her gently and she blinked sleepily at him, looking confused.
"Did I fall asleep? Sorry." She mumbled.
"You looked like you needed it." He said, offering her a hand to help her out of the car. He smiled a thanks to the staff grabbing their suitcases out of the car as he walked up the steps onto the plane with Hannah.
She picked a seat and he sat down beside her, she immediately curled into him and rested her head on his shoulder. He wondered for a second if she was going to be asleep again before they'd even taken off.
"I can't believe I've finally finished the tour." She whispered. "What do I do now?" It had completely taken over every single aspect of her life. Not just for the eighteen months she'd actually been on tour, but there had been over a year's worth of planning and rehearsals that had gone into getting ready for the tour to start. It was daunting, knowing she now had no schedule, nowhere she needed to be and nothing she had to do.
"Get some rest?" He offered. "I'm proud of you."
"I wasn't going to let her beat me tonight," Hannah said quietly, her voice trembling slightly. "I don't know what I'm going to do, but I'm not going to prove her right that's for sure."
"Christmas first. Then we'll worry about her." Lando suggested. "My mum is so excited you're coming."
"I'm really looking forward to it." She mumbled, already falling asleep again.
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She had slept almost the entire way back to London. Lando entertained himself by playing on his phone, trying to sit as still as he could so he didn't disturb her. It was the most sleep he'd seen her get in months and she looked like she needed it. It was likely to be chaotic once they got to his parent's house, Christmas was always a big event but he knew his mum would've gone overboard knowing Hannah was coming.
As a result, she was wide awake then the plane touched down in London. Lando had slept for a little while but was feeling considerably worse for wear than she was.
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I can do it with a broken heart (Lando Norris)
Fanfiction*Completed* "Fake it till you make it?" A messy relationship with a heartbroken singer in the midst of a world tour sounds like the last thing Lando Norris needs or wants. But when the two of them are forced together she's nothing like he expected a...