(oneshots)
an archive for my story- "peridot" which is a formula 1 character based fiction
°special chapters °
contains visuals, music and media that inspired the story alongside visual representation of certain scenes from the book itself <3
if...
a compilation of pictures of lando maeve's clicked/ recieved
'i'm keeping an eye on you'
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lando, had a day off competition and was out at silverstone for some testing.
conveniently,i'd happened to be there as well, definitely wasn't planned an co-ordinated over night when he'd texted me the night prior that he'll be there.
i was, however, late. i arrived much later than i'd anticipated and lando had almost been done with his work. he told me he'd been in the cafeteria behind the garage but i hadn't expected him to sprawled across the floor against the wall.
i'd walked past one once, without realising. to say i was taken aback was an understatement.
"oh my god there you are!" i'd said when i spot him looking up at me with a mischievous grin. "i was wondering how long it'll take you to spot your best friend, never play hide and seek" he said, clutching onto his water bottle and i gasped.
"mels is here?" i asked sarcastically and he rolled his eyes at me. "i waited for you and this is how i get treated jeez, thank you" he said, picking up his- or rather my headphones that he'd borrowed month ago.
"i'm sorry, dad had some work and i was stuck in the office i'm here now though"i told him, offering him a hand to bring him up but he pulled me down to the , dare i say filthy carpet instead. it was quite comfortable to be honest.
"blah blah blah" he said, putting my headphones on and picking up his phone. i looked at him bewildered. "that's your choice of words?" i asked and he just dumbly nodded before leaning back on the wall and motioning for me to move closer.
we didn't talk, however.
lando simply leaned in closer and i rest my head sideways on his shoulder while he scrolled through his phone, both of us watching some silly videos he made with his siblings and his teammate, max. he'd put my headphones over my head and sudden sounds of cisca's laughter filled my ears.
two videos later, precisely, he opened up his notes app and began typing something out making me chuckle.
"we can talk, you know" i said out loud and he looked at me with a smile, before continuing to type, a little slowly this time
'i just wanna hear about your week, and improve my spellings to be fair.'
i smiled at him before leaning in closer, realising that we'd been blocking peoples ways as they parkour-ed over lando's stuff.
