Russell's Cousin- Lando Norris story

It is going to be those two

(Apologies to any max fans, he will be portrayed as a bad guy in this. See the real thing how you want but he makes a good book villain so it is what it is! For real though, I hope lando and max have resolved things and are friends, we would hate to see any anger and bitterness between them, but the racing has been very exciting! Also there's some big time skips but stay with me because I need to catch up a bit!)

The tension during the race was getting pretty heated now, from radio messages to now physical dirty driving from not just one person! Max and lando had been battling for several laps now, if lando can keep this clean he could win this!

It had been a picture perfect weekend in the Austrian hills but what was unfolding on the radio had you worried as you listened in. "He keeps double moving!" You heard max shout from the SKY coverage
"Max we are making a report of it" GP said in return

"Lando, just a warning, we have complaints of double moves on the straight to block Max. Just be careful of penalties that's the last thing we want" will said down the radio to lando
"I'm not! I'm literally not! What a fucking child" lando replied in a huff

You were sat in the garage of McLaren and just seen Oscar come in to pit for a tire change. Landos dad wasn't here this weekend, it was just you and Oscar's parents who were currently spending the next few weeks travelling Europe.
"He's going to cock this up I know" you said to Oscar's mum as you put your head in your hands
"If anything drastic is going to happen this season, sad to say it's going to be those two"

Lando and max were battling hard in the final few laps of the race all before one idiot crashed into the other idiot. The crash that initially was just the front tire of max clipping landed back tire turned into a full T-bone of max into lando, sending lando flying into the barriers around the corner. Max's lack of awareness and anger led to this outcome, as soon as he had been challenged this season he went back to that aggressive driver that everyone and anyone wished they could just punch at times. Racing was racing and that was that but some of the moves he would pull were asking for danger.

As you saw lando slamming into the barriers and smoke coming from the car your heart always went to your mouth and you had to cover it with your hand to stop it coming out! "LAN!" You shouted, just wanting him to respond with the thumbs up to signal he was okay. The radio switched to his response after will asked was he okay.
"Lando can you confirm you're okay?"
There was no reply
"Lando the medical car will be with you in a minute, they are going as fast as they can, I need you to talk to me mate" you could hear in Wills voice the fear of his driver not replying
"Mate. Lando. Stop freaking me out now" he said again

"I'm not getting a reply!" Will shouted across the garage and the team ran to radios, out of the garage into the paddock to head to see where he was, two ran down to red bull seeing if they could get anything from them, if max had confirmed lando was moving and okay.

"Anna! Come down to the medical centre he will meet you there if anything" Zak called and escorted you through to the back

As all this was going on the remaining cars came back into the pitlane so Oscar's team ran out to start cooling the car. With only a few laps to go the race wouldn't continue. George would win!

Oscar appeared back in the garage, taking his helmet off and pulling off his balaclava, rushing out to chase you from the back corridor
"Anna!" He called
"Oscar, is he okay!" You said with tears streaming from your eyes
"I didn't see, it was all too fast, the medical car is with him" he said, out of breath from everything
"He will be okay though? Won't he?" You asked needing the reassurance
"He is going to be okay"

—

Lando was okay. Just. The crash was over 50g into the barrier and he was knocked unconscious at the scene from the head rattling. That's why he didn't reply. He couldn't. The medical staff were there in less than 40 seconds from pits to crash site. Max, well. Ah well it doesn't matter. He was alive that's all.

You sat in the eating room for lando to regain consciousness for over three hours. The doctors said concussion was inevitable and he would have whip lash for up to three weeks. He needed to be able to be back in the car by the following weekend, especially with Silverstone!
You must of fallen asleep when he came around

—

Thankfully he didn't need to stay in the hospital for too long, 24 hours later eh was cleared and you were sat back in your Monaco apartment.

"We need a plan" you said to him as you both sat rewatching the race highlights
"For... dinner?" He lightly chuckled as you nestled your head into his lap
"No, for the season, you could do this lan you could win this" you said looking up
"It's points baby, we need to be consistent"
"No, the team needs to commit and then be consistent. If you and Oscar work together you could easily win this years championship and constructors"
"It's a big push" lando said as he gently brushed your hair with his fingers
"It's not. I know it's not. George was in a meeting last week and toto discussed how McLaren and especially you baby can challenge max for the title."
"Really?" He said, and you think this was the realisation moment
"Yes"

—

The lead up to Silverstone was solid, the home race, the big one. It was where McLaren were going to start this commitment to lando and his chance at the world championship title. The first time in over a decade, they had a competitive car and driver.

Lando spent most of the week doing PR with Silverstone, McLaren and the few odd radio shows so you flew out back home to the UK in the early hours of the Wednesday.

George, carmen, Alexandra, Charles, lando and yourself booked on the same private flight that morning which was a lovely catch up with carmen and Alex while the boys came up with what they called 'the Dutch destruction plan'. Children, honestly.

Carmen was at a shoot with Tommy Hilfiger that afternoon but that evening Alex, Carmen and yourself were at the Charlotte tilbury event that susie was running. The boy had decided to get some admin done that evening by signing caps, gift and trinkets that were promised to guests or were up as winning items. Home race weekends were always manic but luckily you were up in the Mercedes hospitality for the weekend with Carmen. One of the lovely things Susie had organised for the F1 academy hospitality was a Q&A with you both on the Saturday before qualifying, giving different perspectives of life in the paddock and on the crazy road of F1.

—

The race was crazy with Lewis winning, max second and lando third following George's pole from qualifying on the Saturday. If was a beautiful weekend from the Mercedes boys and it was a solid weekend of points for landis attempt at the championship. If McLaren played this right like lando said to them following your conversations, he was set for success

(Authors note: hey guys! I hope you are all having a wonderful summer where ever you are in the world! Just a few quick questions if you don't mind leaving your opinions in the comments... it would be greatly appreciated

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