Motorsport One Shots

Love At First Sight - George Russell

AUTHORS NOTE

I got a bit carried away with this request. But it was made by @LandoNorris This was really fun to write but I don't know if I wrote it the way you were thinking it would be. I hope you like it.

You and Lando Norris were twins.

You had always supported him in his dream, and he had always supported you in yours.

While Lando was racing, you were finishing school. You weren't the smartest, but you tried your hardest and finished both with the grades you needed.

You had decided to take a gap year before going to university and wanted to work while travelling in 2019.

Lando helped you get a job with McLaren as his media person, as it was a good experience for when you went to university and could travel at the same time. Plus it meant you could finally watch your brother race.

Not that you knew that much about motorsport. But you didn't have to. You just had to stand there with a recorder. You could travel and explore while earning a bit of money.

You had planned a road trip around Belgium that finished the Wednesday before the race in Belgium. So there you were at the hotel after living in your car for the past two weeks.

Luckily, Lando had your room key; all you had to do was find him somewhere in the hotel.

You found him hidden away in the corner of the restaurant, talking to a couple of other people. You felt a bit awkward walking over to him while he was talking to his mates, but he quickly left them to show you where your room was.

Once you had freshened up, you headed back downstairs. You quickly found Lando who introduced you to his team.

You said hi to them all, but something else had caught your eye.

Well someone else.

You weren't sure who he was, but he had caught your eye.

It was his height that first caught your eye; he was so tall. But the more you looked at him, the more you swore you were falling in love with his brown hair and green eyes.

He caught you looking and, even though you quickly looked away, you could feel your cheeks heating up.

"Hi gorgeous," someone whispered, their breath against your ear, making you jump.

As you turned around, you saw him, the guy you were staring at, just stood there.

You tried to speak, but you got lost in his eyes, almost forgetting where you were.

"I'm George Russell," he said, bringing you out of your trance.

"I'm (y/n) Norris," you said.

That's when Lando interrupted you guys, talking to George while you just stood there not sure what to do.

Throughout the weekend you kept bumping into George but whenever you would start talking Lando, or one of their other friends, who you would later learn was called Alex, would interrupt.

It wasn't until Sunday, race day that you finally got more time with George.

You were sitting having breakfast, having woken up early when George came down.

He sat down next to you, and you were chatting for ages, always seeming to find something to talk about when the conversation was just about to dry up.

It wasn't until Lando and Alex came downstairs that you had to stop chatting, mainly because they forced you to. Lando came and sat right in the middle of you two while Alex pulled George into a conversation about the cars.

"Dude, what's up?" you asked Lando.

"Nothing, I just wanna chat and sit with my twin. What's so wrong with that," was his response.

That was when it clicked. "Are you and Alex seriously cock blocking me?" you said, just a little bit too loud.

Lando and Alex looked sheepish while both you and George were trying not to laugh.

"You know we are old enough to make our own decisions," George added, laughing at their faces.

Alex mumbled sorry while Lando was trying to think of something to say.

"I just want to protect you," he mumbled.

"I think I can do that better than you," George said, pretty much pushing Lando out of the way to put his arm around you.