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One Song || A Lando Norris Fanfiction by Janniesthoughts
Janniesthoughts
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Aimee Halstead, an up and coming Dutch singer. Lando Norris, an up and coming Formula 1 driver. Their paths cross when Aimee is asked to perform at the Dutch Grand Prix. And as it turns out, two young adults, who are in the spotlight all the time, seem to bond easily. *started writing 24-11-2022* *finished writing 19-12-2022* *50K reads 18-06-2023* *100K reads 12-12-2023* *1K votes 5-7-2023*
because of you - Charles Leclerc by lestappenluver
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is it hard being in the f1 world, when you're not the driver? Is the price of being in there too high? Does the media cause too much drama, for their own good? who will she choose? will it all be too much? Does pinky promises get broken? Will friendships get wrecked? Would toxic relationships happen? Too much chaos finding who is friends, who is lovers? Welcome to the story "because of you" Started: 23th of April 2023 All rights reserved !! No translation allowed 50k Reads: 27th of March 2024 🧡
IL PREDESTINATO | Charles Leclerc | by _notanauthor
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Sticking around was never her intention. She just wanted to watch one race and the people around her made everything in their power to keep her there. The upside down came into her life once she accepted that job offer and started traveling around the world along with the Formula 1 teams. And it was not because the sport had its way of sucking you deep in its hellhole and bleeding you dry. It was all because of him. Because of his green eyes and his cute dimples she tried so hard to ignore and forget. "Will you stay if I tell you I love you?" she asked, her voice low and weak. He approached her and brought his hands to her cheeks. He wiped her tears with his thumbs as he held her face into his hands. "No, mon cœur. You're scared to love me, and hearing you say those words won't make me stay because I know they're not true. " (The story is a product of fiction.)