GIMME!GIMME! | Lando Norris
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GOLDEN HOUR || LN4
When Lando Norris disappears after the season's final race, the world starts asking questions. He doesn't answer any of them. Instead, he drives - south, until the roads narrow, until the air smells like salt and oranges, until his name doesn't matter anymore. In a small coastal village where time moves slower and sunsets last forever, he meets Mae Hollis - a woman who keeps her own silence, who runs an old guesthouse filled with postcards, stray cats, and people passing through. She doesn't recognize him at first. And for once, he doesn't correct her. Between empty beaches, midnight confessions, and the soft pull of the tide, they find a fragile kind of peace. But the golden hour never lasts - and when the world comes looking, both will have to choose whether what they found was a pause... or a beginning. 🌊 "He thought he came to forget. She reminded him what it meant to stay."Complete
Secret Love | Norris & Sainz
"He would lose his seat if he continues being in a relationship with me?!"Complete
what if ? | LN4
what if every night ended differently? meet lando norris, racing driver for mclaren formula 1 team lando norris, who also has trouble falling asleep with his girlfriend always halfway across the world from him, all they can do is meet in their dreams. it sounds a bit stupid, because perhaps it is. but again, what if ... it isn't? corina pinto is yee to lando's haw read to find out more <3 *THIS IS A WORK OF PURE FICTION *Not real, character names are used as place fillers, in no is this story associated with any character or agency mentioned*
Stay • Lando Norris
If I had to I would choose you.Complete
When Lando Norris disappears after the season's final race, the world starts asking questions. He doesn't answer any of them. Instead, he drives - south, until the roads narrow, until the air smells like salt and oranges, until his name doesn't matter anymore. In a small coastal village where time moves slower and sunsets last forever, he meets Mae Hollis - a woman who keeps her own silence, who runs an old guesthouse filled with postcards, stray cats, and people passing through. She doesn't recognize him at first. And for once, he doesn't correct her. Between empty beaches, midnight confessions, and the soft pull of the tide, they find a fragile kind of peace. But the golden hour never lasts - and when the world comes looking, both will have to choose whether what they found was a pause... or a beginning. 🌊 "He thought he came to forget. She reminded him what it meant to stay."
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