Jumper - Lando Norris ✔️

2.7

Sunday-28/7/19- Emilia's P.O.V

I woke up curled up against Lando once again. He looks so calm and peaceful when he sleeps, I would feel terrible if I woke him up.

His alarm hadn't gone off yet so I just got up, careful not to wake him up.

I took his spare room key and slipped out to my own room to get ready. 

I had a short shower and dried my hair before throwing it into a ponytail to put on my wig.

Then I put on an outfit I'd been planning since the day Lando asked me to come with him.

It was a black and white checkered bandeau top, and orange trousers with the same checkered pattern along them. I slipped on a pair of vans as well, not going to lie they're the fake ones because I'm cheap.

If the shop is in Kildare Village it's too expensive for me.

I grabbed a bag with some spare clothes and slipped back into Landos room, just as his alarm began to ring.

"Good morning," he groaned when he noticed me going to sit down beside him. He rolled over giving me a very weird hug.

Basically just his arms were wrapped around my hips. 

"Morning," I smiled widely.

"How'd you get dressed?" He asked, seemingly confused.

"Oh I took your spare key and got ready in my room," I explained 

"Are you always up so early?"

"No, I've just been so excited this weekend that I can't stay asleep that long," I laughed, he finally climbed out of bed and strolled to the bathroom.

He had a shower and reappeared ten minutes later. He peeked his head around the door.

"Hey can you pass me the McLaren shirt and trousers on the end of the bed?" He asked.

"Yeah sure," I responded, grabbing the clothes off the bed and giving them to him.

I scrolled through Instagram as Lando changed, liking all of Novas posts from Sardinia.

"Right ready for breakfast then?" Lando asked.

"As long as you won't judge how I eat weetabix again."

"You don't put sugar on it!" He protested.

"Then it's bland!"

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Now I'm stood on the grid, getting some nice pictures of Landos car as he stands back, talking with his engineers. 

It's pretty rainy, reminds me of home. I'm excited, a wet race is a good race.

Someone tapped me on the shoulder, I turned around and it was Lando. 

"I have to get in the car now," he smiled.

"Good luck," I said, kissing his cheek.

I followed Charlotte off the grid, we headed to the garage and Charlotte handed me a pair of headphones. I then moved to sit in the back of the garage, staying out of the way of everybody working.

To even describe all that happened in that race would take forever, sadly Lando didn't even get to finish it. I hadn't even seen him since he retired either as he had so many media things.

The race was finished and the podium ceremony was on now. I congratulated the team and the pit crew.

Andreas Seidl even approached me.