Problematic || Lando Norris

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Madelyn Francis-Clark
Miami 🇺🇸

I was sat in his car with my legs crossed over each other with my shoulder leaning on the door giving us much space as I could. Since getting in the car neither of us had even looked at each other or bothered to make conversation. Lando was focused on driving and I was focused on everything besides him.

I was curious on asking where we were heading but not enough to ask. I don't think Lando even knew himself he just acted out of jealously for me hanging out with a friend who happens to be a male.

To keep myself entertained I look around the car. Not as blatant as opening the glove box but I peer into the door compartments seeing nothing but clutter and something shiny hidden in between the mess. I push the papers out of the way with my nails trying not to gag and instead rolling my eyes when I learnt the shine belonged to a silver lipstick case. I begin to feel a little sick thinking about all the things which may have happened in this car and what I may be sitting on but looked out the window to distract myself.

I peeked over at the driver for a couple seconds studying his mannerisms. His face had softened slightly and now had less creases in, his hands loosely gripped the wheel as he relaxed back into the chair showing this man was a confident driver. Despite his calmer demeanour his driving was slightly messy and rushed I checked the time to see if it was due to his exhaustion but it was only ten. So his wide corners and late stops could not be excused for a formula one driver who are supposed to be the best drivers in the world with their superhuman reflex's.

"I can feel you judging me." He spoke for the first time since being in the car still not looking over at me staring at the ever coming road up ahead.

"Mmhhh." I nod in response, eyeing the late right turn he took.

We drove for another five minutes with his depleting safety standards before I couldn't take it not more and spoke up. Lando continued on with his speed not picking up on the traffic lights which glowed yellowed for a dangerously short amount of time before fading red. When it inevitably did I looked over at him waiting for his fast reflex's to kick in but they never did. I let another few seconds slide before I cleared my throat trying to hint to slow down or better yet stop. He didn't react and kept going despite the stop line getting closer and closer.

"Are you not going to stop for the red light?" I ask more attitude in my tone than I expected.

He takes his eyes off the road staring straight at me as he slams his foot on the break bringing the car to an immediate halt. My seatbelt held my body back from being launched forward unlike the loose items in the car which all took off. Then there's Lando whose body didn't even flinch as it stayed perfectly firm despite the impact.

"What the fuck?" I gasped, moving my hair which had fallen over my face .

He kept quite making me even more mad. The light flicked back to green and Lando took off within less than a second at an unnatural amount of speed shocking me that the car didn't lift from the ground. He moved over to the side of the road once again hitting his breaks and stormed out the car. I sat in my seat baffled over what just happened watching in silence as he walked over to my side off the door and pulled it open.

He rested his arm on the car as he looked down at me his face creased with fury. "Get out." He snapped.

"What?" I ask shrinking into my seat looking up at him and under no circumstances getting out in fear of being stranded because I really wouldn't put it past him.

"You drive." He folded his arms stepping away from the car giving me room to step out. "If you're gonna sit there critiquing my driving, you drive since your so good at it."