𝐅𝐀𝐊𝐄 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄, lando norris

╰┈➤ ❝𝟎𝟐𝟖, 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐲.❞

𝐢 𝐝𝐨𝐧𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐚 𝐛𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐰𝐧𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐟𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐬𝐲
 𝐢 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐚 𝐛𝐞 𝐚 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐟𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐲

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I follow Lando out the front door and watch as he tosses the trash on the side of the road for it to be collected in the morning. He dusts off his hands and sighs, turning around to face me. He jumps back slightly when he sees me standing there.

"Jesus, you scared me." He says as he places his hand over his heart. 

I give him a tight smile as I see his demeanour change, again. Each time i'd go near him, he'd get closed off. This isn't the Lando I know. 

"Is something wrong?" He asks, stuffing his hands in his jacket pockets, the cold air turning a foggy white each time he would exhale. 

"Um, yeah. I was hoping we could talk?" I say in a questioning tone.

"Yeah, of course." He says as he leads me to the front porch and we sit on the step. 

"What's up?"

I sit in silence for a second, trying to figure out how to word it. "Do you hate me?" I blurt out. 

He looks at me, his eyes slightly wide. "I could never hate you. Why would you think that?"

"I don't know, you're just really closed off recently." I mumble. "Ever since the end of the trial, you've been so awkward." 

Then my mind wanders off. I overthink everything, and this time, I'm thinking his disgusted in me. He's disgusted because of the photos he saw during the trial.

My mouth starts to tremble at the idea, but I push away the thought. He would never think that. But, ofcourse, my mouth rambles without me thinking.

"Are you disgusted in me?" I ask, backing up slightly. 

His mouth falls open. "Because of Taylor?" He says, in complete shock. I nod as my bottom lip trembles, staring at him with tears flooding my eyes as he stands up, not knowing how to take my question. "You're kidding."

"I'm sorry." I whisper. "I just thought... I..."

He crouches down and grabs my hands with one hand and pointing a finger at me. "The fact that you could ever think that makes me think I did something wrong." He whispers, tears starting to form in his eyes. 

"No." I whisper, shaking my head. "You did nothing wrong."

"So why would you ever think that?" He says, still shocked. Words don't form as I stare at him, allowing the tears the fall out my eyes. "(Y/n)..." His mouth opens then closes as if he's trying to figure out how to say what he wants to say. "I..." His hands fly to his hair as he looks around, searching for his words. "I love you, more than anything." I completely baffled by his words. Well, that's one way to admit that after breaking up. "I never stopped loving you. I'd never, ever be disgusted by something that happened to you or something you did. For fucks sake, you could murder someone and I'd still defend you." I keep staring, hoping he'd keep speaking because I don't know what to say. His hands cup my cheeks as he wipes away my tears. "I'd quit racing for you, shit, even if my parents were to hate you, which they definitely don't, I'd stop talking to them if it meant I could be near you. Not even be with you, as long as I'm close to you, I don't have a care in the world." 

His words make me more and more emotional as I start to wipe away the uncontrollable tears falling. "So why have you been so distant today?" I whisper. 

"Because..." He sighs, as if he's scared to admit something. "Because, in the courtroom you called me your ex and I got the impression that you don't want to be with me, so I decided to back off."

"Lando." I whisper, shaking my head. "It's not that I don't want to be with you," I start, looking down at my hands, ashamed. "I'm scared." I admit. "I'm scared because of what happened to you.  You were drugged Lando,  just because you were with me. Claire went fucking insane and kidnapped Olivia, one of the reasons for that being that she thought I was a threat. Because I'm more of Olivias mom than she is. The amount of bad things happening because we've been together, I don't know if I can take that."

"(Y/n), if you don't fight for love, is it really love?" Lando asks. I feel guilt wash over me. It's true. Lando has fought for us, and the second some random person makes up a lie about Lando cheating, I end it. "I want you. It drives me fucking insane. I think about you every second. While eating, when going to sleep, literally inside my fucking F1 car, 34 laps into a race, you're all thats in my mind." His hand caresses my cheek as he stares deep into my eyes. "Do you want me?"

I inhale sharply, stunned by his question. I know I do, I just don't want to admit it. I'm still scared. I nod slowly, telling him I do. He's all I've ever wanted and I didn't even realise. A smile spread across his face, making me smile through my tears. 

"As much as I really want to kiss you, I think we should take it slow." He says as he pulls me to his chest. I smile and nod as I hold myself close to him. 

"Do you wanna go up? You can sleep in my room." I offer. 

Lando gives off a huge, toothy grin and nods, standing up and holding his hand out to help me.