Private life | Lando Norris

39 - I'm Seeing You

Silverstone. The home of racing the in UK. Got a quick  beating from my mum about health and food. You know, parents are great and all but growing up they become weird and all ways worried. Ginny loves my parents and is currently chatting their ears off about Charles winning in Spain. Lando had rear wing damage causing him to retire and him call me after I had just finished my dinner

"Hey Jenny." Landos voice crackles through my phone. It oozes tiredness and angry, making me worried. I mean not totally worried, just a bit. 

"Hey Lando. I heard about the problems." I sigh down the line. He responds back, sighing as well. "That sucks." 

"It wasn't even my fault! That fucking stupid driver, Checo had to rail me in the back on the second to last lap. I was gonna get first but noooooo, he had to ruin the race for both of us and cause me to lose the championship lead and give it fucking Charles!  What the fuck was up his ass that made him think that! Now I have to be careful because Max is up my ass as well and I'm just so god dang tired and I need coffee." He whine the last part out, making me smile. "From you." He throws the statement out and I stutter on my words.

"Um, I don't- do you want me to come to Silverstone?" The words fly out of my mouth before they get checked by my brain. It's now doing overtime tying to think about how I could do this. I strangely want to see him. 

"Really Jenny? That would make me so happy, you have no idea." he huffs out, playing it cool but I can hear the underlying excitement.

"I think I could visit my mother then and I could ask Ginny if it is okay to watch in Ferrari?" I pull my phone away from my ear and tap It on speaker to swipe onto my calendar. "Yeah that should be good." 

"I think you should, watch in McLaren." He states and I roll my eyes. My phone lands on the table and I take a sip from my water, sat beside me. 

"Not happening Mr Confident, I have to be with Ginny or she'll get suspicious." I lean back into the chair and bring my glass close to my chest. 

"Of what? Please, please, please, please, please-" 

"Actually, maybe I don't want to go to Silverstone." That shuts him up quick and I hear a long sigh come out my speakers. 

"Fine, you win." He grumbles out but I can hear the smile sneak he speaks through. 

"Great, let me just speak to Ginny and my mum and I will talk-" 

"Don't just walk in to my room, knock first." Lando's voice turns back to the one I heard at the start of our conversation. My eyebrows pull together in confusion. "What the fuck could you need right now?" 

"I need... media pen and.... charlotte... right now. Who... too?" The voice of a person I don't know speaks in garbled fragments. 

"Jon, I busy right now with a very important person-" 

"I'm not important , you can-" he just me off quickly. 

"Yes you are, now Jon give me.. 10 minutes I will be your perfect media guy, okay?" 

"Is it..?" I don't hear the last part of Jon's sentence but Lando's reaction says it all. 

"Yep, it's Jen, now go." I can't see him but I get a feeling he's pointing to the door. I hear it close quietly, Lando huffing out a breath when it does. "Jesus, I need more peace in my life." 

"Yes you multi millionaire, you need more peace in your life." I laugh out, the sound echoing around my apartment. 

"I do!" he exclaims back to my small jab. "I'm always followed and adored on ever continent and-"