SCARY LOVE, lando norris

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          HER SUITCASE PACKED AND stood in her bedroom, Amelia waited for Lando to come get her. She had given him her address a few days prior, when he messaged the girl. They haven't really spoken ever since, she, again, didn't want to seem desperate. Though, what is there to be desperate about, if they are in faux relationship? It's all about pretending to be in love, only in public. Why would he ask her to travel with him then? Surely no one will see them at the airport. She could've easily traveled alone, in a normal plane, like a normal person.

Amelia and Lando both agreed, for him to pick her up at seven sharp. It was now 7:15. She was patiently waiting, sitting on her gray L shaped couch. Book on her hand, her eyes skimmed through the pages, though she wasn't reading with her head. Her thoughts were else where. She was thinking about him. His eyes. His hands. His voice. Everything about him. This needs to stay professional, she told herself. Her thoughts were interrupted, when she heard the familiar deep voice she was just thinking about.

Amelia stood up from her spot on the couch, left her book on the dark wood coffee table, and walked to the front door. She pressed her ear on the door, and heard two voices speaking. They both were familiar. She opened the door and poked her head to the right. Down the hall, by the elevator, she saw her elderly neighbor Mrs. Jones, conversing with Lando, while holding his forearm, while smiling sweetly at him. He too, smiled back at her and nodded to some of her words.

Mrs. Jones was a sweet woman. She moved to this building many, many moons ago. She had previously lived with her husband, whom she unexpectedly lost the year prior. The elderly woman woke up by his side, only to discover that he wasn't breathing. He passed away, in his sleep peacefully, next to his wife. Whenever Amelia was in London, she was always there for her, when Mrs. Jones needed her.

"Good morning, Mrs. Jones! How are you today?" Amelia approached the two, putting a smile on her face. Mrs. Jones looked away from Lando, her face lighting up immediately, when she saw Amelia. She let go of Lando, and engulfed the younger woman, in a tight hug.

"I'm doing good, thank you, dear." Mrs. Jones smiled brightly.

"I see you've met Lando." Amelia pointed to the man beside the woman. He gave her an apologetic look and gave her a tight lipped smile. "Well he's very lovely, Amelia! And I hear, he's your boyfriend. Is that so?" Mrs. Jones questioned. Amelia nodded, shifted herself to Lando and held him by the arm. With his hands in his pocket, they faced Mrs. Jones. "Yep. I'm glad he's been approved by you. That's very important." Amelia joked, and looked up at Lando.

He looked at her. She's beautiful, he thought to himself. His eyes traveled from her eyes, to her lips, then to her jaw, and back to her eyes. Amelia looked at his lips, but looked away when Mrs. Jones spoke. "Well he's very polite, and handsome, yes." she complimented. Lando was still admiring Amelia's side profile, before facing the woman opposite them. "Well I'm sure the two of you are busy. I don't want to hold you up," the older woman raised her eyebrows. The couple chuckled and blushed. "Mrs. Jones!" Amelia exclaimed jokingly. She dragged Lando to the direction of her flat, now holding hand, while also looking behind her shoulder.

"Thank you for the pleasant conversation. I look forward to seeing you again soon." Lando smiled warmly at Mrs. Jones, who only waved him off, and turned back to her door. The man faced his 'girlfriend' and followed her home.
"Sorry for being late. I've been here for 20 minutes, but she saw me and then got a hold of me, an-" Lando rambled on, and shut the door behind him. Amelia chuckled and faced him. "It's alright. Mrs. Jones does that quite often. Whenever I'm in London and she hears me, she like traps me and then starts talking. But she's very sweet, so it's fine." she explained, talking with her hands. Lando admired her and looked at her hands when she spoke. He loved that about her. She always spoke with her hands.

"Yeah, she's very nice, I like her." he smiled at the woman in front of him. "So, you ready?" he clapped his hands, looking around her flat, in search of her suitcase. Amelia nodded her head and went through the door on his left. While she was gone, he took the time to quickly look around her flat. It was cozy. Dark wood floors, dark furniture, many shelves. Posters of movies and music scattered all over the walls.

He walked to the shelves and analyzed the items neatly placed on them. Books, framed photographs, miniature cars that included the bat mobile. He laughed breathlessly at a particular photo; Amelia leaning on a car, with a cap on, smiling with her tongue poking against the inside of her cheek. The car looked familiar; it was the same one he saw on the day of the meeting.

Said woman stumbled out of her room and saw Lando look a photo, so she neared him to see what he was looking at. When she got near enough, she chuckled at the memory. "When was this?" Lando looked back at her. Amelia blew air out of her mouth thoughtfully. "Sometime last year? I'm not exactly sure. I went out with a friend that day and we decided to just decided to take pictures with my car." she shrugged her shoulders, smiling. Lando nodded and smiled slightly.

"Well, I'm ready. Are you?" Amelia questioned Lando, who was still looking at the photo. Her words broke him off of his trance, and nodded in response to her question. He took her suitcase from her and started walking to the door. She locked the door to her flat and walked with Lando to the elevator. He pressed the button with the arrow pointing down and waited for it to arrive. "When did you get that car?" he asked Amelia. She widened her eyes, she hadn't expected to be asked that question. But it was going to happen eventually.

She cleared her throat. "It was passed on by my grandfather who passed away. I had always loved that car with every bone in my body, and he left it for me to keep."
"I'm sorry." he apologized, not intending to overstep a boundary. Amelia tutted. "No, it's okay. You didn't know." she reassured him. The elevator arrived, and Lando let Amelia through first, before entering after her.

With the elevator being very small, they only had limited space. Amelia went to the right side with Lando on the left, facing her. Her suitcase separating them, a few centimeters apart. She could feel his breath on her face, his eyes focusing on hers before shifting to down to her lips. Amelia caught herself doing the same. She thought back to the day of the meeting; his hands, the veins, his tanned skin, the biceps. She could've been mistaken, but she saw Lando slightly lean in. Before he could get nearer, the elevator door opened. Lando cleared his throat and gestured to Amelia to get out first.

She exited the door, Lando following pursuit. He opened the door of her apartment complex and let her through. "So, what car do you have?" Amelia asked. She looked at the parked cars, scattered all over the streets, spotting a McLaren in the midst of BMW's, Mercedes' and other cars brands. She pointed to the McLaren. "Is that your car?" Lando smirked. "That obvious?"

"Well, it does stick out like a sore thumb, and McLaren and you, y'know," she explained, approaching the trunk. Lando unlocked his car and placed Amelia's suitcase in it. Amelia walked to the passenger seat until Lando beat her to it. He opened the door and gave her a joking smile. "You don't have to do this, you know. I mean, i guess we are in public, but this isn't such a 'public' area." she scoffed. Lando shut her door and walked to the driver's side. "Yeah, i know. But i want to," he said. Amelia nodded. "Right, i just don't want you to feel obligated to. In private at that, we don't really have a choice but be all touchy and giddy in public."
"Giddy?" he smirked. Amelia rolled her eyes. "You know what i mean."

Lando started his engine and turned to her. "I do know what you mean. But i like doing this things, whatever they are. I've never really done them, so i never even realized that i enjoyed it." Amelia put a hand on her heart in mock honor. "Aww, Lando! That's such an honor."

Lando rolled his eyes. "Yeah, yeah whatever." he drove out of the parking space and taking off. Amelia immediately taking the aux cable, introducing Lando to her favorite songs of all time.

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author's note
not been proof read!!
hello hello how are we
wrote this during my school
trip because its low key boring here
can't wait for this weekend
singapore is kinda my favorite race
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