Delilah Stroll
⊱ ────── {.⋅🏎️⋅.} ────── ⊰WHEN I think back about how Lando and I got so close together, all I think about is this crazy person that was stalking me. Because he was the reason I accepted that offer from Lando, and that's the reason we got so close.
For months, it seemed like I would never find out who this person was, and that I'd just have to live with this constant questioning who he was and what he wanted from me.
I forgot about him after Lando's win in Melbourne though, the high of the performance pushing away all the bad memories about him.
"So, what do you want to do today?" Lando asks from the bathroom. I'm still in bed since it's one of the few free days we have before we travel to Shanghai for the next grand prix.
We're both incredibly busy, with him training for every race and all of that stuff and me working on improving our strategic choices and engineer team, along with supporting the mechanics during the free trainings and races. It's busy, but I like it.
"Just, we can hang out with Charles and George maybe? They're in Monaco right?" I state, rolling over to lay on my back. We're in Lando's apartment in Monaco. I'm still getting used to the idea of us living and traveling together, but it's getting easier with each day.
"Sounds good, we can go to the beach?" Lando says, walking out of the bathroom fully dressed and his messy curls now styled the usual way. I stare at him for a few seconds before nodding my head.
"The beach sounds nice." I get up from the bed and walk over to the closet, only for Lando to grab my waist and pull me flush against him. "Good morning by the way beautiful." He chuckles, pressing a kiss to my forehead before looking at me in pure affection and love.
"Morning Lan" I chuckle, ruffling my hands through his curls. He opens his mouth before moving his head away, letting go of my waist.
"Not my hair! I literally just fixed it" He complains as a groan escapes his lips, walking over to the mirror to check if it's still sitting the right way.
"I don't care, messy hair looks nice on you" I smile, before grabbing an Orange bikini out of my closet, along with a beige knitted dress to put over it. I make my way into the bathroom and change, before putting my now longer hair in a low bun.
I walk out after a small fifteen minutes of doing my make-up, and Lando's now sitting on his bed scrolling through instagram, liking some of the posts. His head shoots up to me when he hears me walking over to him, and he smiles one of those adorable smiles. "Charles and George are here in fifteen minutes but fuck, you're beautiful." He whispers, pressing a kiss to my lips.
"Says the one who's clearly the prettiest of both of us." I chuckle, my hands finding their way to his neck in an instant. I lock eyes with him for a few seconds, admiring the beautiful green color and dark lashes.
"Shut up, that's not true." He whispers against my lips before smothering me with kisses all over my face. "No matter what you think, i'm absolutely smitten." He chuckles, before pulling me off the bed and to my feet.
"So am I love, so am I"
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"AND THEN this girl walked up to me, a camera in her hand. I can't figure out who she is but she was absolutely stunning" George speaks, talking about this new obsession about this girl. I have a suspicion of who she is, but that he can figure out himself.
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Just the two of us • Lando Norris
Fanfikce"Just the two of us, we can make it if we try, just the two of us." ⊱ ────── {.⋅🏎️⋅.} ────── ⊰ A story in which Lando Norris falls in love with the sister of Lance Stroll. (Instagram/texting story/ real life) MOST IMPRESSIVE RANKINGS: #01 in RACET...