4 years later
"Hold on, baby, take it slow. Daddy isn't going anywhere yet!" I chuckle affectionately as I watch my beautiful girl, Amelia, dash through the paddock, her excitement palpable. Meanwhile, I hold my 9-month-old baby boy, Noah, snugly in a baby carrier
We had the perfect family. Amelia was just starting school, and we had already met her teachers. Lando even donated some of his F1 gear to the school, allowing them to put it up and use it for educational purposes.
"But Daddy will be gone soon! He has his car to drive, Mommy, hurry!" Amelia laughs as she playfully urges us forward. With her infectious laughter and boundless energy, she's unmistakably a Daddy's girl, just like her father. Meanwhile, Noah clings tightly to me, never wanting to leave my side.
"In here, my love," I smile as I guide Amelia into the McLaren hospitality. Yes, Lando still drives for McLaren, and now he's a 6-time world champion.
We walk into the garage, where Lando stands in his fireproof and race suit which hangs on his waist, looking as handsome as ever.
"Milia!" Lando says happily as Amelia rushes into his arms. He lifts her up, spinning her around in the air, filling the room with their joyful laughter. I watch fondly as they share this moment together.
Then, Lando puts Amelia on his hip and walks over to me and Noah.
"Hi, Angel, are you good?" Lando asks as he kisses my lips softly, and I nod with a smile.
"Hi, my little baby boy, how are you?" Lando says to Noah as he tickles him, eliciting a small giggle. Noah looks a little more like me, but he definitely has Lando's curls.
"Okay, I better get going into the car. I love you," Lando smiles at me and kisses my lips again before kissing Noah's and Amelia's foreheads. Then, he walks to the car, zips up his race suit, and hops in.
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"Daddy! Daddy! Daddy!" Amelia chants excitedly as she perches on the fence in front of the podium ceremony. With a grin, Lando stands atop the podium, having secured P1 in Monaco.
"Look, Noah, look at Daddy," I say, cradling Noah close to me as I point towards Lando. Noah's eyes light up with delight as he watches his father, clapping his tiny hands in admiration. Then, he points to Charles, also gracing the podium. "Yes, that's Uncle Charlie, my love," I chuckle, planting a soft kiss on Noah's head. Lando catches our attention and blows kisses before indulging in the celebratory champagne.
Once the ceremony ends, Lando leaves the podium, and Amelia rushes into his awaiting arms. "Daddy, you won!" she exclaims, her joy infectious. As I approach with Noah in my arms, Lando eagerly takes him, and Noah nestles his head against Lando's chest.
"Da wan," Noah babbles, and we all share surprised glances. "Did he almost just say his first word?" I gasp, disbelief evident in my voice. It's an early milestone, given that babies typically speak their first words around 12 months.
"Come on, Noah, you can do it," Lando encourages with a warm smile. "Da-da," he repeats, prompting Noah's laughter as he reaches for Lando's face, resulting in a chorus of laughter from all of us.
"Haha! Noah has Daddy face!" Amelia giggles, joining in the fun by mimicking Noah and placing her tiny hands on Lando's face.
In that moment, surrounded by laughter and love, I can't help but feel overwhelmed with love for our beautiful family. We've been through so much but here we stand, Lando, me, Amelia, and Noah.
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A.N- that's officially it😭 this story is done!
Well not officially obviously I said I'll do little special chapters but they won't be published daily because I will be working on Miami heat!
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