𝐘𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐠 𝐌𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬༄ // Landoscar AU - 𝓑𝓸𝓸𝓸 🫐 - Wattpad

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𝐘𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐠 𝐌𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬༄ // Landoscar AU

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Time 2h 25m

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7 years of friendship. No fight, no nothing. Best years ever.

But this year is... Different? Since Lando signed for the soccer team, things have been really strange. And they wonder why. 

Is Oscar really the worst friend ever? 

And is it really because Lando join the soccer team?... 

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Note: This is a fanFICTION so please don't take this story seriouslyAll Rights Reserved

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still, i choose you. | landoscar by FOURLN4

Lando Norris is the campus celebrity-streamer, showman, always surrounded by laughter and admirers. Yet, no matter how many fans orbit him, his gaze fixes on one boy. He sneaks into classes he doesn't belong in, always with chocolate milk just for excuses, and blurts it out without shame. "I want you." Oscar Piastri isn't like the others. He's quiet, focused, an archer on scholarship who builds his life out of discipline. Where Lando is loud, Oscar is steady. Where Lando craves attention, Oscar avoids it. And every time Lando appears at his side, Oscar pushes him back. "What do you want from me this time?" Oscar demands, arms crossed. But things shift when Lando hits a breaking point-his manuscript thrown away, his heart cracked open in front of George and Max. Rumors flood the internet after a livestream slip, whispers of "Landoscar" spreading faster than either can stop. Oscar watches from the shadows, jealousy gnawing at him when Paul or even Kimi hover too close. He does things he swore he wouldn't. Saves the manuscript, copies notes for Charles just to get Lando's address. "I want-Lando's home address." Charles blinked in disbelief. "No. Nope. Not you. You'd never pull a stunt like this. You. Hate. Lando." But hate was never the truth. Jealousy was. Fear was. And when Oscar showed up at Lando's apartment, the walls finally broke. "O-Oscar...?" Lando whispered, clinging to the doorframe. And in the quiet of that moment, he admits the words he's hidden for too long. Oscar confesses, his voice trembling. Oscar wants Lando to choose him. Still. Always. And then-raw, unfiltered, aching- "I've lost. I've fallen for you. Again and again. I can't fight it anymore." Reality was messy, though. Promises whispered with hooked pinkies, nights tangled on the sofa in pajamas. "You're sure, none of this is from some stupid dare?"

SPORTS CAR, lando norris by voidvaleska

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UNWANTED by Daspoulomi1

💔 Unwanted Lisa Manoban was born into the richest and most powerful family in Thailand. Her father, Anurak Manoban, a Thai business tycoon, and her mother, Kim Soojin, a Korean heiress, built an empire that ruled every industry-oil, hotels, automobiles, entertainment, stocks, and beyond. Her elder sister, Chaeyoung Manoban, and elder brother, Bambam Manoban, were admired everywhere they went, treated like royalty. To the world, the Manoban family was untouchable. But to little Lisa, it was all empty. She would run with tiny feet to her father, pulling his hand: > "Dada... pway wif me, pwease..." And his cold voice would push her away: "Go away, Lisa. You are not important." She would tug at her sister's dress, eyes shining: > "Unnie... Lisa sit wif you?" But Chaeyoung would shove her off with disgust: "Don't call me unnie. You're not my sister." She would hug her toy and look at Bambam: > "Oppa... pway toy wif Lisa?" But he would glare and snap: "Don't bother me, Lisa. You mean nothing here." And her mother? She never even looked at her. Just silence. In a palace filled with gold, cars, and diamonds, Lisa had no love-no mama hugs, no dada kisses, no sister, no brother. Just loneliness. At night, clutching her small hands, she whispered to the sky: > "God... why nobody want Lisa? Why Lisa unwanted... even by her own famiwy?" And in this whole cruel world... did Lisa have anyone who truly wanted her in their life? ---

Stuck in a Mafia Romance [Editing] by Umiyo_Chan

Vivien never thought her favorite mafia novel would become her prison-until she woke up inside it, trapped as the villainess fiancée who was supposed to die. She wasn't the heroine. She was the cruel woman who tormented Alina, the girl sold to Dante Moretti. A woman hated by everyone... and killed by the man she was promised to. But Vivien remembers every page. Every betrayal. Every heartbeat before her death. Determined to rewrite her fate, she avoids Dante and Alina, hoping to stay invisible. Only Dante doesn't look away. His icy gaze follows her like a predator's hunt. The cold, ruthless mafia king becomes dangerously obsessed-with Vivien She was never meant to be loved. Now she's his only desire. And in his world, obsession never lets go. At this point she wasn't running from the plot But his obsession.. ⚠️I claim this book is mine. If u didn't liked the storyline then please don't read. Don't be rude. Thank you⚠️

stay, idiot. | landoscar by FOURLN4

Lando Norris isn't dying. That's what he keeps telling himself. He's just-tired. Too tired. The kind of tired that makes your hands tremble when you paint, that makes your world fade to white under fluorescent light. When he collapses in the middle of the street, it should've just been another headline: Campus art boy passes out, again. But that day, someone caught him-literally. A photography major with shaking hands and a camera still strapped to his neck. Oscar Piastri didn't mean to care. But he did. They meet again, the sunlight from the tall panes framed him in soft gold-Lando slumped over a desk, heartbeat uneven, breath too shallow. Oscar's voice cuts through the silence. "Sleep well." And somehow, Lando listens. He shouldn't feel anything. Not this warmth blooming in his chest. Not this quiet safety whenever Oscar looks at him like he's not fragile. "Why do you keep helping me?" Lando asks one day, voice cracking between guilt and hope. Oscar shrugs, eyes soft. "Because you keep falling." Then there's George-best friend, chaos incarnate-who would fight the whole hospital if he could. Feeling Max's quiet stare on him, George yanks Lando up to use him as a shield. "What?! You wanna fight, huh?!" His little fists tremble inside his cardigan sleeves. Max doesn't even blink. "Try me," the doctor deadpans, flipping a chart. Between sleepless nights, half-drunk cups of coffee, and the hum of a heart that beats too fast for its own good, Lando begins to draw again. And maybe-just maybe-he's learning how to live again, too. Because this time, when Oscar offers his hand, Lando doesn't pull away. a slow heartbeat turning into melody. a story about falling, again and again, and choosing to stay.

All the things I couldn't tell you. -landoscar by azralovesf1

They were never meant to be anything but enemies. Oscar Piastri is a ghost in a burning world-cold, calculated, and unforgiving. Lando Norris is the golden boy of justice, the last line of defense in a city crumbling from within. They don't share history. They don't share mercy. They only share destruction. Every fight leaves new scars. Every encounter takes a little more than it gives. And when a mission goes violently wrong, and the one person Oscar swore to protect is caught in the crossfire, everything fractures. Loyalties. Masks. Purpose. And maybe, just maybe... hatred isn't the only thing left between them. In the end, grief makes monsters of all of us.

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𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐍𝐄𝐃 𝐒𝐎𝐅𝐓 by 444storieslvr

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Behind The Helmet | Carlando by Noovel_89

A Carlos Sianz and Lando Norris book, about their 'fake' relationship. A Sol e a Lua, If its all fake its just the mask your feeling right? It just the pressure of performance and acting. Although deep down, i look for you in those video's, in the races, in everything something reminds me of you. Your perfect smile, thats fake. Right? All our memories that mean so fucking much. Or better said a, 'The sun decided to propose to the moon, And the moon she said, Don't know, don't know, don't know, Give me a second,' story. - Fake Dating - Started: 29-6-2024 Ended: - My second story, enjoy!

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