CHAMPIONS

You sat across from Lando in a cozy Italian restaurant, your napkin folded neatly on your lap as you twirled spaghetti on your fork. It was one of your many "fake date nights" where you two got to laugh, joke, and make memories.

But tonight?

Tonight, you were upping the ante.

“Okay, so hear me out,” you began, leaning forward with a glint of mischief in your eyes. “What if we fake a proposal? I’ve read online that some places give you free dessert—or even the entire meal—if they think you’ve just gotten engaged.”

Lando paused mid-bite, staring at you with wide, amused eyes. “You’re serious?”

“As serious as I’ll look when you pretend to pop the question.”

He burst out laughing, his shoulders shaking. “You’re unbelievable.”

“Come on, Lando,” you urged, trying to keep a straight face. “Think about it—free tiramisu! And you love a good bit of chaos.”

He leaned back, crossing his arms as a teasing smile played on his lips. “What makes you think I’d be convincing enough?”

“You’re Lando,” you retorted. “You can act calm under pressure, right? Besides, it’s just for fun.”

Lando eyed you for a moment, then shook his head, grinning. “Fine. But if we get kicked out, I’m blaming you.”

As the waiter brought over the check, Lando gave you a subtle nod. That was the signal. You suppressed a grin as he dramatically cleared his throat and got out of his chair, kneeling beside you.

The restaurant seemed to fall silent, diners glancing over as the familiar sound of a chair scraping the floor echoed through the space.

“(Y/N),” Lando began, his voice shaking slightly—either from nerves or the sheer ridiculousness of the situation, you couldn’t tell. “I’ve been waiting for the perfect moment, and, well… I can’t imagine a better place than here, with you, to ask…”

You gasped, your hand flying to your mouth to keep from laughing. “Lando!”

He pulled out the ring you were wearing earlier, holding it up as though presenting a rare treasure. “Will you make me the happiest man on earth and marry me?”

The restaurant erupted into applause and cheers, and you played your part perfectly, jumping up and pretending to cry. “Yes, Lando! A million times yes!”

You threw your arms around his neck, and the two of you hugged as the waiter approached, looking absolutely delighted.

“Congratulations!” he exclaimed. “This is such a special moment! Dessert is on the house.”

Lando turned to you with a wink, and you grinned, barely holding in your laughter. As the waiter left to grab the dessert menu, you sat back in your seat, both of you bursting into giggles.

“That was ridiculous,” he said, running a hand through his hair. “But also kind of fun.”

“See? Told you it’d work,” you teased.

The dessert came and went, and you were both basking in the glow of your shared mischief. But as you prepared to leave, something shifted in Lando’s expression.

He hesitated, looking down at his hands for a moment before meeting your gaze.

“Y’know,” he started, his voice softer now, “as funny as all that was… I wasn’t really acting.”

You blinked, unsure if he was joking again. “What do you mean?”

“I mean,” he said, sitting forward, his usual playful demeanor replaced with an earnestness you hadn’t seen before, “if I were to propose to someone, I’d want it to be you.”

Your heart skipped a beat, the air seeming to still between you. “Lando…”

“I’m serious,” he interrupted, a nervous chuckle escaping him. “I know we’ve been doing this whole ‘fake date’ thing for fun, but… I think I’ve fallen for you. You make me laugh like no one else, and you get me in ways most people don’t. I—I don’t know when it happened, but I don’t want to pretend anymore.”

You stared at him, speechless, your cheeks burning.

“Say something,” he murmured, his usual confidence cracking just enough for you to see how much your response mattered.

A slow smile spread across your face as you reached across the table, taking his hand. “It’s about time you caught up,” you said softly.

His eyes widened. “Wait, what?”

“I’ve been falling for you too, Lando,” you admitted. “I just didn’t know how to tell you.”

The relief and joy that washed over his face were almost comical. “So… this isn’t fake anymore?”

“No,” you said, laughing as you squeezed his hand. “Not fake at all.”

He grinned, his usual cheekiness returning. “Well, in that case, you still owe me a real yes when I propose properly. And I promise, next time, there’ll be an actual ring.”

You laughed, shaking your head. “Deal. But don’t expect me to fake cry again—that was exhausting.”

He leaned across the table, his face inches from yours, and whispered, “For the record, I wasn’t faking the happiest man on earth part.”

Your heart melted as he closed the distance, kissing you softly amidst the bustling restaurant, oblivious to the world around you.

For once, the chaos wasn’t planned—it was real, raw, and perfect.

You were still asleep, your face nestled into the crook of his arm. The soft rise and fall of your breathing brought a smile to his face, one of those private smiles he saved only for moments like this—moments that were just his and yours.

He’d planned something special for today, and the anticipation had him wide awake now. Lando carefully slipped out of bed, mindful not to wake you. Pulling on a hoodie and some sweatpants, he padded into the kitchen to start the morning right: pancakes, coffee, and a little bit of his signature mischief.

By the time you stumbled out of the bedroom, wrapped in a blanket like a human burrito, the smell of coffee and syrup had already filled the air. Lando turned around, spatula in hand, grinning at you like the cat who got the cream.

“Morning, sleepyhead,” he teased, watching as you shuffled to the counter. “I thought you were going to sleep through Christmas at this rate.”

You rolled your eyes, too groggy to respond with anything clever, but the corners of your mouth tugged upward. Lando slid a plate of pancakes in front of you and leaned over the counter, chin propped on his hand as he watched you take the first bite.

“Good?” he asked, though he already knew the answer.

“Amazing,” you mumbled through a mouthful of food, earning a laugh from him.

The morning passed in a blur of wrapping paper, laughter, and stolen kisses. Lando had an uncanny ability to pick the perfect gifts, each one tailored to you in a way that made your heart swell. A set of vintage books you’d been eyeing, a new pair of headphones, even a handmade card that was equal parts hilarious and touching.

But the real surprise was yet to come.

As the day wore on, the two of you transitioned from the chaos of gift-opening to the quiet comfort of lounging on the couch. The Christmas tree lights cast a warm glow over the room, and soft holiday music played in the background. You stretched lazily, announcing your intention to change into something more comfortable for the night.

“Wait,” Lando said, stopping you in your tracks. He reached behind the couch and produced a final gift, neatly wrapped in festive paper. “One last present. Open it before you change.”

You raised an eyebrow but accepted the package, tearing through the paper to reveal a cozy-looking hoodie in your favorite color.

“You’re trying to convert me into one of your hoodie cultists,” you teased, holding it up. It was soft and oversized, exactly the way you liked it.

“Guilty as charged,” Lando said, smirking. “Go try it on. I think you’ll like it.”

You didn’t need much convincing. Retreating to the bedroom, you pulled the hoodie over your head, relishing the warmth. But as you adjusted it, your hand brushed against something in the pocket. Frowning, you reached in and pulled out a small velvet box.

Your heart stopped.

Carefully, you opened it to reveal a delicate golden ring, the light catching on the intricate design. For a moment, you just stared, the reality of it not quite sinking in. Then you heard a soft knock on the door, and Lando’s voice drifted through.

“Everything okay in there?”

You opened the door to find him leaning casually against the frame, but his expression betrayed his nerves. He glanced at the box in your hand and then back at your face.

“So, uh,” he began, scratching the back of his neck. “I was going to do the whole get-on-one-knee thing, but honestly, I thought this felt more… us.”

You didn’t say anything, your throat too tight with emotion. Instead, you launched yourself at him, throwing your arms around his neck. He caught you with a laugh, holding you tightly as you whispered, “Yes. A thousand times, yes.”

The rest of the evening was a blur of happiness, laughter, and quiet moments shared just between the two of you. After dinner—a simple yet perfect meal you cooked together—you found yourselves back on the couch, tangled up in each other. The fire crackled softly, and the snow outside blanketed the world in a serene white.

Lando’s hand found yours, his thumb brushing against the ring on your finger. “I’ve been carrying that around for weeks, you know. Couldn’t figure out the right moment to give it to you.”

“You picked the perfect moment,” you said softly, leaning your head against his shoulder. “I’ll never forget today.”

He turned to press a kiss to your temple, his voice low and tender. “You make everything perfect, love.”

The two of you stayed like that for hours, wrapped up in the magic of the holiday and the quiet promise of forever. As the fire dimmed and sleep began to claim you, Lando’s voice broke through the haze.

“Merry Christmas, future Mrs. Norris.”

And with a sleepy smile, you whispered back, “Merry Christmas, Lando.”

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*:･ﾟ Notes; thank you for reading, love’s! Hope you all enjoyed it! If there is something wrong or need to be edited, let me know!

It was a rainy day in Monaco, the kind of weather that made everything feel a little slower. The usual buzz of the city was muffled by the constant drizzle, and the three friends—Lando, Max, and Charles—found themselves on a paddle court, looking for a way to pass the time during their break.

Sweaty and winded from their last round, the trio stood around, sipping on drinks, exchanging small talk about the upcoming season. Max, ever the competitive one, wiped his brow with a towel, giving Lando a smirk. "I think you might be getting worse, mate."

Charles finally looks up from his phone after being preoccupied for the past few minutes. "Lando, Y/N is here?"

"Yeah, she got in last morning. Why?" Lando nods, still catching his breath from the last game.

Charles grins and pockets his phone. "Alex just texted me—she just found out today. You should invite her to join us on the yacht. It's supposed to be a clear day tomorrow."

Lando raises an eyebrow. "Who else is coming?"

"Couple of other friends, Carlos and Rebecca too."

Lando smirks, glancing over at Max. "Max?"

"Nah, mate," Max chimes in, wiping his face with a towel. "Don't think being out at sea would help with Kelly's morning sickness." He laughs lightly, clearly trying to keep the mood light, but there’s a genuine care in his tone.

Lando’s grin softens, and he nods. "Fair enough. I’ll let Y/N know then."

"Speaking of which... what's ugh, going on with you two? Finally asked her out?" Max smirks, leaning back against the wall.

A small smirk crept up on Lando’s face, but he quickly took a swig from his bottle, picking up his racket as if the question never happened. "Are we playing another round or what?"

"Well, that’s a clear no," Charles laughs, crossing his arms.

Max raises an eyebrow, clearly enjoying this. "You idiot, how long has this situationship been a thing for now? Two seasons?"

Lando freezes for a second, then points a finger at Max. "First of all, don’t ever use ‘situationship’ again. Sounds weird coming from you." He shrugs nonchalantly. "And... we’re just friends."

Charles snickers. "Friends who kiss every now and then—"

Max jumps in. "And sleep together."

Lando's eyes widen slightly. "Hey, that’s not—"

"So you haven’t?" Max presses, his grin growing.

Lando bites his lip, trying to hide the grin spreading across his face. He glances at Charles, who’s trying to suppress a laugh.

"Oh, they definitely have," Charles chimes in, his voice teasing.

Lando glares at them, but it’s no use—he can’t help the flush creeping up his neck. "Alright, alright, enough."

"I've had a couple of friends ask me about her, mate." Charles pats Lando’s shoulder before casually walking back to his side of the court. "Come on, one more before we head home."

Lando blinks. "Wha— Which friends?" His grip tightens slightly on his racket, trying to sound indifferent but failing miserably.

Charles exchanges a knowing look with Max, the kind that screams look at this idiot, so oblivious. Max just smirks.

"Doesn't matter who" Charles shrugs, stretching his arms as if he hadn’t just dropped a bombshell. "Just thought I’d let you know. Do with the information as you will."

Lando opens his mouth, then closes it, frowning slightly. His mind is already racing through the possibilities, but before he can press further, Max serves the ball, forcing him to refocus.

But even as they dive back into the game, the thought lingers.

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The sound of Lando's keys hitting the table broke Y/N's gaze from the screen in front of her. She glanced over to see him standing by the door, bag still slung over his shoulder, hair slightly damp from a mix of sweat and rain.

"How was paddle with Max and Charles?" she asked, shifting her focus back to the movie playing in front of her.

"Good. Max lost, of course." Lando smirked, toeing off his shoes before flopping down beside her. He hesitated for a moment before clearing his throat. "Hey, uhm— you busy tomorrow?"

"Mmm, not really. Kinda wanted to walk around and shop for a bit. Why, what's up?"

Lando ran a hand through his damp curls. "Charles is inviting us on his yacht tomorrow with Alex and a couple of their friends. Carlos and Rebecca are coming too, I heard."

Y/N hummed in thought, eyes still on the screen, but Lando barely noticed. His fingers fidgeted with the hem of his shirt as he forced himself to sound casual. He wasn’t sure why he was nervous—he was just inviting his best friend to hang out with their other friends. They all knew each other already.

So why did it feel like something more?

"Sure, yeah, that actually sounds fun. Haven’t seen them in a while," Y/N said, shooting Lando a soft smile.

Relieved, Lando let out a breath he didn’t realize he was holding. He barely had time to react before Y/N’s fingers slid through his damp curls, her touch light and familiar.

"You should shower," she murmured. "You’re gonna get sick."

Lando smirked, tilting his head just enough to press a featherlight kiss to her wrist. "Join me?"

Y/N laughed, gently but firmly pushing his head away. "Dork. We both said no more, remember?"

"Yeah, yeah… I tried," he chuckled, pushing himself up from the couch. As he passed, he reached down to poke her cheek, grinning when she swatted at his hand.

It was true—what Charles and Max suspected. They’d kissed. And, yeah, they’d definitely slept together. More than once. But somewhere along the way, between shared hotel rooms, late-night confessions, and stolen moments, they both agreed that this—whatever this was—couldn’t be more. Not now. Not when Lando was constantly on the move, when their friendship was the one thing they both swore they’d never risk.

So they stayed just that—friends.

At least, that’s what they kept telling themselves.

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"Cabrón! It's been too long! Have you grown taller?" Carlos' voice rang out, loud enough to make nearly everyone aboard the yacht turn their heads.

Lando laughed, shaking his head as he walked over. "You muppet, I saw you last week." He pulled Carlos into a quick hug before stepping back and motioning toward Y/N, who stood just behind him. "Look who I brought."

Carlos' face lit up. "Ahh… mi novia’s novia. Good to see you, Y/N." Without hesitation, he pulled her into a tight hug, rocking her slightly for dramatic effect.

Before she could fully recover, Charles appeared beside them, grinning as he leaned in to greet her with a cheek kiss. "She's also my girlfriend’s girlfriend," he added, giving Lando a teasing look.

"Y/N is the nation's girlfriend," Carlos announced, laughing as he patted her shoulder. Then, with a wicked smirk, he leaned toward Lando, lowering his voice just enough.

"Except yours."

Lando rolled his eyes, exhaling sharply through his nose, but the warmth creeping up his neck betrayed him. Carlos just smirked wider.

"Too much testosterone. Where are my ladies?" Y/N teased, glancing around the deck in search of her friends.

"Oh, they're inside getting changed," Charles said, nodding toward the doors leading into the yacht.

"Perfect. I’ll see you boys later then." She gave them a small wave before heading off, disappearing through the doors with an easy grace.

Lando’s eyes lingered on her retreating figure, something he wasn’t even aware of until he heard the soft chuckles beside him. He turned to find Carlos and Charles exchanging a knowing look before shaking their heads in amusement.

"What now?" Lando sighed, already bracing himself.

"I just don’t get it," Charles said, crossing his arms. "I really don’t."

"Get what?"

Carlos exhaled dramatically, giving Lando a pointed look. "Why you like punishing yourself like this. Like a fucking sadist."

Charles nodded in agreement. "You clearly like each other."

Lando shook his head, sliding his sunglasses on as if they could shield him from the conversation. "Not that simple."

"Oh, but it is," Carlos countered, arms crossed. "It’s not like you haven’t been in a relationship before, so I know for a fact it’s not commitment issues on your end."

Charles tilted his head. "She doesn’t want to?"

"It’s not that." Lando exhaled, rubbing the back of his neck. "It just… doesn’t work. We've tried"

Carlos narrowed his eyes. "Tried what, exactly?"

Lando hesitated, jaw tightening slightly. "Just the whole distance thing. Me being away all the time. And then there’s the hate she’s gonna get when people find out. I can’t do that to her." His voice was quieter now, but firm. "She’s already getting shit just for being friends with me."

Charles and Carlos exchanged a look, their teasing fading into something more serious. For all the jokes, they knew Lando wasn’t just making excuses. But still, Carlos shook his head with a sigh.

"You know, if you ever stop being an idiot, I think she’d be worth it."

Lando huffed a small, almost bitter laugh. "Yeah," he muttered. "I know."

"If not, I mean, I got friends that are interested," Charles shrugged, all casual, but the glint in his eye said otherwise.

Lando chuckled, but there was an edge to it, a slight tightness in his voice. "See, you keep saying that, but I think you're just doing it to provoke me."

Charles smirked but stayed silent.

Carlos, however, turned to him with a knowing look. "Who? Luca?"

Charles' brows lifted in surprise before he gave Carlos an approving nod. "Yeah."

Lando’s expression shifted in an instant. His sunglasses did nothing to hide the way his jaw clenched. "Who the fuck is Luca?"

"Like I said… a friend," Charles smirked, enjoying this way too much.

"Don’t fuck with me right now, Leclerc." Lando’s head snapped around as he scanned the yacht, shoulders growing visibly tense. "He’s here?"

Carlos chuckled, clapping a hand on Lando’s back. "Calm down, cabrón. Y/N is available, no?"

Lando shot him a glare before rolling his eyes. "You two are dicks."

Charles and Carlos only laughed, sharing a look before Carlos added, "Just saying, if you don’t want her to be, maybe do something about it."

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The yacht had sailed further into the open ocean, the hours melting away in a blur of sun, salt, and laughter. Everyone had split into their own little group, swimming, chatting, drinking. But as lunchtime rolled around, they all gathered around the spread of food laid out on deck.

Y/N sat at a smaller table in the corner with Rebecca and Alex, the three of them deep in conversation. Lando strolled over, wordlessly setting a small pouch in front of her along with a glass of water.

"Medicine’s in there. Take one, okay?" He gave her head a light pat before turning on his heel and walking off to grab some food for himself, as if it was the most natural thing in the world.

Rebecca and Alex exchanged confused looks, both raising an eyebrow as they glanced between Y/N and the small pouch Lando had left behind. Neither of them knew what he meant by "medicine," and the whole exchange seemed a bit mysterious.

Y/N noticed their concerned gazes and let out a soft laugh, shaking her head. She pulled out a row of antihistamine pills from the pouch, holding them up. "Sometimes shellfish makes my allergies act up. It’s really nothing too serious, but it’s better not to risk it."

Alex’s expression softened in understanding, though she still looked a little taken aback. "Ah, makes sense," she nodded, her voice light "And of course... Lando is on top of it"

Rebecca let's out a soft laugh as she shakes her head "You're just as oblivious as he is you know, it's cute and funny at the same time"

"Guys... come on. We agreed to not talk about this"

Rebecca nods and holds her hands up in surrender "Mhmm alright, we'll let you figure it out on your own"

"What are you girls gossiping about this time huh?" Carlos walks over with Lando and Charles, plates of food and drinks in hand as their took their respective seats around the table

"Nothing you boys need to worry about," Alex smiles.

"Ah, donc rien à voir avec le fait que quelqu'un nie ses vrais sentiments pour quelqu'un, hein ?" Charles tilts his head, looking over at Y/N as he takes a bite of his food (Ah, so it has nothing to do with anyone denying their true feelings for someone, huh?)

"Espèce de bâtard sournois, Alex t'en a parlé ?" Y/N’s mouth dropped open, her eyes flicking between the two of them. (You sneaky bastard, did Alex tell you?)

"Non ! Je jure que je n'ai rien dit !" Alex quickly defended herself. (No! I swear I didn't say anything!)

"S'il vous plaît, c'est tellement évident. Je pense que tout le monde peut le dire rien qu'en vous regardant tous les deux," Charles smirked, making Alex chuckle beside him as she nodded her head in agreement, while the rest of the table fell into conversations of their own. (Please, it's so obvious. I think everyone can tell just by looking at the two of you)

"Il a pété un câble quand je lui ai dit qu’un pote était intéressé par toi. Tu sais que les potes normaux réagissent pas comme ça, hein ?" Charles goes on, raising an eyebrow as he watches Y/N’s reaction. (He freaked out when I told him a friend was interested in you. You know normal friends don't react like that, right?)

Y/N simply shakes her head and continues to eat, it wasn't until Charles continues to egg on his theory

"Il ne comprend pas un mot de ce que je dis, mais regarde ça." Charles straightens up, a mischievous glint in his eyes as if preparing to prove a point. "Tout ce que j’ai à faire, c’est dire le nom de Luca, et ça attire son attention." (He doesn’t understand a word I’m saying, but look at this.) (All I have to do is say Luca's name, and it gets his attention)

Right on cue, Lando’s head whips around, his conversation forgotten as his ears latch onto the familiar name. Confusion flickers across his face, caught completely off guard by the sudden mention.

"Dickhead" Y/N mutters with a laugh, shaking her head as she stands up, plate in hand, and makes her way toward the buffet table for more food.

Lando is on his feet almost instantly, trailing after her without a second thought. Whatever she and Charles were talking about, he needs to know.

"So, he told you about Luca, huh?" Lando leans against the table, arms crossed as he watches her pick through the food. His voice is casual—too casual.

Y/N sighs, shaking her head. Charles really wasn’t exaggerating. Of course Lando took the bait. "Lan, he was just fucking with you."

His eyes narrow slightly. "So you're not at all interested in this Luca guy?"

She pauses, glancing at him with a teasing smirk. "What if I was?"

Lando blinks at her, completely dumbfounded. His mouth opens slightly, but no words come out as he tries to process what he just heard. "What do you mean?"

Y/N shrugs, casually placing a piece of food on her plate. "What if I was interested? What’s it to you?" She glances at him, eyes challenging. "Like you said, we’re just friends, remember?"

His stomach twists uncomfortably. That is what he said. But suddenly, he’s not so sure he meant it.

Y/N simply tuts, a knowing smirk playing on her lips as she brushes past him. As she does, her fingers trail lightly along his arm, the touch barely there but enough to send a spark straight through him.

"Just something to think about," she murmurs before walking away, leaving Lando standing there—plate forgotten, mind racing, and heart pounding just a little too fast.

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Lando lounged on a sunbed, sunglasses on, deep in conversation with Carlos when Rebecca’s voice cut through the chatter.

“Looking good, Y/N! That set is gorgeous on you!”

Mid-sentence, Lando sat up slightly, resting on his elbows as his gaze searched for her.

And then he saw her.

Not just in any bikini—no, a papaya one. His colour. He almost swore she wore it just for him.

Lando barely had time to recover from the way Y/N’s laugh sent a shiver down his spine before she sat beside him, all sweet smiles and knowing eyes. He saw right through her. She was playing with him, enjoying the way she had him wrapped around her finger.

And damn, was it working.

Before he could say anything, Charles strolled by, some guy trailing behind him.

“Y/N, this is my friend Luca. He’s been asking non-stop about you. Thought it was time I introduce the two of you.”

Lando’s jaw tightened, fingers twitching against the sunbed. You have got to be kidding me.

Y/N stood to greet Luca, and the guy wasted no time leaning in for a cheek kiss. Normally, Lando wouldn’t care—his friends did it all the time. But this? Some random guy he didn’t know? Absolutely not.

“Nice to finally meet you. I’ve heard such great things,” Luca said with a grin. “I see you around a lot, just… not with the right team.”

Lando’s eyes narrowed behind his sunglasses.

Y/N laughed. “Ah, yeah! I’ve seen you with Charles and Alex a few times.”

“So how long are you in Monaco this time? For good, I hope?”

“I wish. This place is amazing, but I have to go back to England next week—work calls. I’ll be back by the end of the month, though.”

Luca smiled. “Then we have some time to go out before you leave?”

Lando sat up fully, sunglasses pushed to the top of his head. Was this some kind of sick joke? Asking her out—right in front of him? His blood boiled.

No. Absolutely not.

Lando didn’t even hesitate. “Actually, no, we’re busy. Got plans this week.”

Carlos, instantly catching on, barely held in his laughter—though his girlfriend didn’t bother hiding her amusement, giving him a light slap on the arm.

Y/N turned to Lando, eyebrows raised. “We do?”

“Yep,” he answered smoothly, leaning back like he hadn’t just pulled that excuse out of thin air. “Max and P are coming over to stay with us, remember? Got some activities lined up. Sorry, mate.”

The only problem? Now he actually had to find things to do and start booking these non-existent activities.

Luca frowned slightly. “Oh—well… when you come back from England, then?”

“Sounds good,” Y/N started, “I’ll ask Charles for your—”

“Naaah,” Lando cut in again, shaking his head. “Doesn’t work either, mate. We’re heading to Italy when she gets back.”

Y/N blinked. “We are?”

“Yes. Was supposed to be a surprise. Surprise!” Lando shot her a grin, ignoring the way Carlos was now openly laughing beside him.

Just off to the side, Charles leaned toward Alex, voice low. "S'il vous plaît, laissez-moi le sortir de sa misère." (Please let me put him out of his misery.)

Luca could only laugh, shaking his head as he held up his hands in surrender.

“Alright, got it, mate. All yours.”

Lando didn’t bother hiding his smirk, satisfied with the outcome.

Y/N narrowed her eyes, dragging Lando toward a quieter part of the yacht, away from prying eyes. His smug smirk only made her more irritated.

“What the fuck was that, Norris?” she snapped, arms crossed.

Lando barely flinched, still grinning. “What, you don’t wanna go to Italy? Greece more your style? Oh! How about Ibiza—”

She didn’t let him finish, landing a solid punch to his arm.

“Ow!” Lando winced, clutching his arm. “Forgot how strong you are.”

“Stop playing with me. I know there’s no Italy trip.”

“There is!”

“Bullshit.”

He exhaled, dropping the act. “Fine! I just… You can’t go out with him, Y/N.”

Her expression softened for a moment before tilting her head, arms still crossed. “And why’s that?”

Lando ran a hand through his curls, avoiding her gaze for a second before finally meeting her eyes.

“That’s so unfair, Lando, and you know it,” Y/N shot back, arms tightening over her chest. “You’ve gone out with other girls, and you didn’t hear shit from me.”

“No—that’s different,” Lando argued, shaking his head.

“Oh, it is different,” she scoffed. “Because I haven’t been sleeping around with other people since what happened between us.”

His eyes widened. “But I haven’t!”

“Oh, don’t give me that shit—do you want me to drop names?”

Lando opened his mouth, then shut it just as fast. He let out a sigh, rubbing the back of his neck. “…Alright, fine.”

“Doesn’t mean I have feelings for them,” he added quickly, voice softer this time.

Y/N let out a dry laugh, shaking her head. “Awe, how fucking romantic.”

Lando felt his stomach drop. The teasing, the back-and-forth—it all came to a screeching halt the second Y/N let her emotions slip through.

She sank onto the sofa, fingers threading through her hair, exhaling like she was tired—tired of him, tired of this.

“We can’t keep doing this, Lan,” she murmured, voice quieter now. “This whole ordeal is fucking exhausting. If you really want this, you can have me. But you can’t just want some of it. Take all of it. The good and the bad.”

She finally looked up at him, eyes searching his face. “I can’t stand having just some of you. I need all of you.”

Lando swallowed hard, his heart hammering against his ribs. Because the truth was, she already had all of him. Always had. He just needed to say it.

Lando dropped to his knees in front of her, his hands gently finding hers, squeezing them with a tenderness that spoke louder than words ever could.

“Hey… pretty girl, look at me, please?” he whispered, his voice soft but full of sincerity.

Y/N rolled her eyes, but despite herself, her gaze met his. The rawness in his eyes caught her off guard. For the first time in a long while, she saw him again—the guy she fell so deeply in love with, the man she’d been willing to risk everything for.

“You have all of me,” Lando said, his voice barely above a whisper. “This time, I promise… we’ll make it work. I’ll make this work. You deserve the world, Y/N. I’ll make it up to you... if you’d give me another chance.”

Her heart skipped a beat, but a quiet part of her still hesitated. It felt too good to be true. But his words… his honesty? It was enough to break through.

Y/N took a slow breath, searching his eyes for any sign of doubt. There was none.

Slowly, she squeezed his hands back. “You better not make me regret this, Lando.”

Lando nodded almost immediately, his eyes lighting up with a joy so pure it made Y/N’s heart skip a beat. “I promise,” he said, voice full of conviction. “We’ll take it slow. We’ll do things right this time.”

Y/N let out a soft sigh, her emotions swirling as she processed his words. After a beat, she gave him a small, hesitant nod.

Without another word, Lando pulled her into his arms, locking her in a tight embrace. The way he held her felt urgent, like he was afraid of losing her again. They clung to each other as if the world outside didn’t exist, as if nothing mattered but this moment.

“I know we said to take things slow… but I’m dying to kiss you right now,” Lando murmured against her neck, his breath warm and shaky.

The words made Y/N laugh softly, her fingers tracing the side of his jaw as she pulled back just enough to meet his gaze.

She cupped his face in her hands, her thumbs gently grazing his skin, before she leaned in and pressed her lips to his. It was slow, a kiss that held all the passion, all the longing they’d kept buried. The world outside disappeared as they lost themselves in each other, the kiss a promise of what was to come.

Lando was the first to pull away, chuckling softly as he did. “We can’t… I don’t think I can control myself if we keep going.”

Y/N felt a blush creep up her cheeks, her heart racing from the kiss. She placed one last soft kiss on his cheek before pulling him back into another hug, as if holding him was the only thing that could steady her.

"Greece sounds good..." she muttered quietly, her words almost lost in the moment.

Lando pulled away slightly, brows furrowed as he looked at her, not quite catching what she said. “What was that, baby?”

“Greece,” Y/N repeated with a smile tugging at her lips. “I said Greece sounds good.”

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yourinstagram venice bitch

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user1 angel girl!!

user2 Sweeeetheart

user3 i feel like her and oscar don't really hang out anymore :(

->user4 why would they?? ->user5 they've been friends since they were teenagers.... ->user6 a little after her and drew started dating, oscar and her haven't been hanging out as much

user7 new music soon????

user8 at least omar and you seem like your having a good time!

user9 are you trying to tell us something with the 5th slide??

user10 drew just seems so out of this relationship.. :/

->user11 yeah in the video of them walking to the car he barley looked back to see if she was following ->user12 and she had to ask him for a hand to get in the car 😶 ->user13 she seems like she still likes him and he doesn't, i have no clue why he doesn't just break up with her, it's weird

user14 missing you and oscar 💔

user15 "asking him to love her" 👀👀

user16 wheres the album queen!?!?

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deuxmoi Y/n L/n at dinner with boyfriend Drew Starkey, a source says they were having dinner and halfway through Drew said "Im not stupid, it's obvious to everyone but you two." L/n then went to the bathroom and came back a few minutes later and asked for the check.

Trouble in paradise for the two ? 👀

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user1 drew hasn't looked into that relationship for a few weeks tbh

->user2 she stopped posting her best friend oscar recently too 👀 ->user3 that's probably who he's talking about then ->user4 it 100% is, people thought they were dating but they've always said they're just childhood friends 🤷‍♀️

user5 dramaaaa

user6 "im not stupid" while telling her something she doesn't know. okay dude

user7 she stopped hanging with oscar in the same time frame that drew hasn't looked into it

->user8 it's such a weird chain of events ->user9 they've been together for a year and she recently stop hanging out with oscar so maybe he realized she loves oscar while she likes drew ->user10 waittt user9 you might be onto something

user11 bro is about to fumble y/n l/n smh

user12 can't imagine having a fight with your partner and it ending up on a drama page

user13 if his annoying ass is talking about her best guy friend then he needs to look in the mirror because he's not innocent when it comes to being in love with your bff

user14 saying that in public when your both famous is crazy, like someone is 100% going to hear that AND post about it!?!?

user15 hate a man that starts an argument while at dinner BITCH LET ME EAT

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user1 break up and oscars back? we all cheered

user2 not sad posting after a break up... she's so over that man 😭

user3 relationship so bad she had to touch grass

->user4 AND hopped in the studio ->user5 he lowkey needs to be jailed for this 💔

user6 never seen a fan base so united in hating a ex 😭

user7 OSCAR BACK IN THE LIKES!!!

user8 you got all of us in the divorce

user9 ur the most perfect btw

user10 gorgeous girlie

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TMZ Y/n L/n and Oscar Piastri seen sharing an embrace after L/n's recent split with Drew Starkey.

Sources say the two spent the day walking around while sharing embraces every once in a while, the pair were later seen at dinner and spotted leaving together.

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user1 good for her!

user2 didn't take long, guess drew was right

->user3 even if he was "right" it was still a weird asf way to do it ->user4 "it's obvious to everyone but you two" and they broke up so why not see if it was obvious?

user5 childhood friends to lovers i love this for them <3

user6 everyone get ready for drew's crash out

user7 and we wish them nothing but the best

user8 they both deserve some good in their lives 😭

user9 those face cards are insane btw

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enews Drew Starkey in new interview alludes to the reason for the split with Y/n L/n.

"Once your a few months into a relationship you want to know if it's something that is going to turn serious, so even if it's asking for your partner to step away from someone who doesn't seem like they want what's best for our relationship is a question im willing to ask."

"And you didn't like the answer to the question you asked?"

"I got the answer I was expecting."

"Probably would've been easier to present the person with your problem and let them answer it without wasting time. Asking someone to step away from, let's say a friend, you are asking your partner to distance themselves from a friend because they threaten your relationship? Why not just ask straight up if there is a reason to feel that way?"

"It was just the way it went down, can't really change the past."

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user1 he just pissed me off

user2 bro just gave up at the end lmao 😭

user3 asking your partner to stop hanging with their childhood best friend because your insecure is insane

->user4 like if you thought she had feelings for him then why not break up???? ->user5 only for them to break up too

user6 the interviewer didn't let him get up DAMN

user7 when they end up dating it's going to be because his ass made them spend months apart so obvious they have to make up for lost time

user8 he was really just wasting her time MEN

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yourinstagram My single "Spring Into Summer" out August 4th <3

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user1 IM SAT MAMA

user2 never been more ready for anything

user3 this is about to hurt me i already know it

user4 scared about what this picture could symbolize

->user5 she was drowning in that relationship 😬 ->user6 exactly what i was fearing 😭💔

user7 let me get my tissues ready

user8 that grammy already has your name engraved

user9 oh drew don't make that face

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yourinstagram what i've been up to recently... also my new song "Spring Into Summer" comes out tomorrow hope u enjoy 🫶

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user1 so obsessed with you two

user2 these pic's are eatinggg mama

oscarpiastri wow my favorite person to ever exist

->yourinstagram says you 🤭 ->user3 guys im still getting used to this pleaseeee ->user4 the cutest couple ever actually ->user5 love how he's slowly starting to type like y/n 😭

user6 my parents fr

user7 such a beautiful lady

user8 ur stunning

irisapatow happiest girl with u

->yourinstagram ily <3

user9 Cuuuutie pie

user 3rd pic i’m foaming at the mouth

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oscarpiastri luckiest guy on earth ❤

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user1 pretty princesses

yourinstagram that's weird because im pretty sure im the luckiest girl on earth...

->oscarpiastri mhmm there has to be a explanation for this.. ->user2 oh god they're so in love ->user3 okay just set the wedding date already ->user4 i’m a child of this love

user5 having y/n first on YOUR ig is hilarious

user6 insanely obsessed with bf oscar

user7 but are u streaming spring into summer?

->oscarpiastri am i breathing? ->user8 point taken ->user9 okay diva...

user10 coupling in ways we've never seen wow

user11 that moped picture is so cute omfg

user12 you guys look so cute im sickkk

user13 please let me know if y'all need a 3rd!

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motersportsnews Y/n L/n seen with Formula 1 driver Oscar Piastri. The pair reportedly met at a brand after party in London and have been talking for the past month.

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user1 OSCAR RUNNNN

user2 get ready for a year of PR dating 🙄

user3 y'all gotta be normal about this, he's a grown man

->user4 it's just good old misogyny sadly

user5 looking for music inspiration?

user6 mclaren pr starting?

user7 they're both cuties! good for them

user8 i give it a few months then she puts out a break up song

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oscarpiastri Still not over this week. Shout out to the fans and those giant heads.. YukiTsunoda0511 👀

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user1 it was a nice weekend

user2 treats made by oscars grandma is so adorable!!

user3 who's surprised y/n made the insta post? u shouldn't be! it pr babes

->user4 they would've walked in hand in hand all over each other if it was really pr ->user3 they'll probably build up to that ->user4 yeah they will because as a COUPLE they'll get more comfortable, not because it's pr... weirdo

user5 the koala needs to be at every race

user6 y/n looks so cute!!!

user7 Well done mate 👏

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deuxmoi Trouble in paradise? Y/n L/n and Formula One driver boyfriend Oscar Piastri were recently seen around Italy for little break.

While the fun is over for Piastri it doesn't seem like the partying is over for L/n 👀

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user1 she hasn't been to every race this season.. so why is it a story that she's not ?

user2 y'all lowkey got to stop posting about y/n when it's always speculation or just made up, it's corny

user3 really love how you only post y/n when you have something negative to say!!

->user4 most drama pages do :/ ->user5 they make shit up just to get some clicks

user6 why are u so annoyed she has a life outside her boyfriend??

user7 it's going to be so funny when she's at the next race

user8 she also planned his birthday party recently or does that not fit your narrative?

user9 weird ass take, she looks good tho!

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f1 Oscar Piastri and Y/n L/n are ready for the Hungarian Grand Prix!

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user1 she looks like she's about to freeze

user2 we really dont gaf

->user3 obviously you do since you commented 😭

user4 i always forget how short she is, she makes oscar look tall

user5 hopefully she'll be a good luck charm 🤞

user6 they finally arrived together!

->user7 pictured* together! they always arrive together and you can see her walking behind him in all the pictures 😭 ->user6 yeah but she's so short you can never see her 💀

user8 get her some gloves!! she's cold 🥶

user9 im so in love with her wow

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user1 that oscar picture 🥺

palomaidaliasandoval we look so cute 🎀

->yourinstagram the cutest 🤗 ->user2 u 2 most lethal eyes ever wow

user3 this is so major

user4 you are completely unreal

user5 she had all her closet friends with her :')

->user6 and oscar won 😭

user7 the only insta post ever

user8 drop the album queen

user9 princess 💍

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oscarpiastri Nice winter break now onto 2025

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user1 looking adorable in the first picture king

user2 y/n in glasses is so cute

user3 love how he's always posting her and she barely post him...

->user4 she literally just posted the same picture of them together that oscar just posted ->user5 & posted about his first win but whatever ->user6 also they started dating this year... let her be cautious

user7 my favorite influencer

user8 looking at that hand in the 7th picture sir...

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vogue Y/n L/n talks about her plan for new music and dealing with the price of fame.

"People have ideas of me in their minds, they see a few posts saying she's 'a heartbreaker' or she 'uses guys for inspiration' and just run with it. The concept of thinking I couldn't just make something up instead people jump to me using guys, it's a little funny."

"Dating while being in the public eye hasn't been that bad, it is definitely easier for me right now because I don't really care. When you're with someone who you love and care deeply for it's hard to let the outside opinions get to you, there's no one I'd rather have by my side."

"I've been very inspired recently, not just with music but with photography as well, it's something I've always loved. While traveling I've been taking pictures nonstop and writing about anything and everything. I do have a song I plan on releasing pretty soon, so you can look forward to that."

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user1 damn she really does see everything

user2 people have been talking about her relationship for a year only for her to say idgaf 😭

user3 her saying the cynthia erivo "the concept of" in a vogue article is so hilarious

user4 "there's no one i'd rather have by my side" is so sweet

user5 actually the most beautiful woman alive

user6 a y/n love song will heal me

user7 not her laughing at people being dumb

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yourinstagram 🤠💌

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user1 country y/n >>> 💞

oscarpiastri not pictured was the bbq

->yourinstagram i don't think it needed to be pictured for everyone to know you got bbq in texas... ->user2 we all know he's part texan ->user3 we've seen the platters of bbq that oscar has eaten 😭

user4 forever jealous of that man

user5 whens the single announcement?

user6 he better watch that hand....

jennaortega you are so cute

->yourinstagram ily so much 🤍 ->user7 cuties

user8 can't wait till we get music!!!

user9 i kinda love the vibes

user10 she’s perfect your honor

user11 dreamy woman

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FormulaOneNews Oscar Piastri on the "Beyond The Game Podcast" talks about the publics opinion his relationship with Y/n L/n

"I didn't really enjoy seeing the way some of the public was talking about her [Y/n] we had a conversation about it when it was overwhelming, we both agreed on not saying anything. It was weird that people didn't like us dating because of the possibility of Y/n making a song about me if we broke up. Which I think says that people thought I was going to be such a bad guy that if we broke up it would be a song talking bad about me."

"When you meet someone who just makes your days better by standing by you is rare, after a race week I look forward to spending time with her or just calling her for hours. Im a very lucky guy."

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user1 if they talked about it at the time the hate probably would've gotten worse so good on them for just laying low

user2 his smile when he said he's a lucky guy 🤭

user3 wait the whole "she'll write a song about him" really is shade to him

->user4 like "it would be a a song saying he was a bad bf" AND WHO'S FAULT WOULD THAT BE!?!?!? ->user5 "you're so vain" is like the only "shady" song she's ever made and it's not even that shady 😭

user6 glad they didn't let the public ruin their relationship!!

user7 the interviewer saying "sounds like you found the one" and he was over here giggling while nodding

->user8 so happy for them 😭❤

user9 love how they actually sound like they're in love

user10 bro couldn't keep the smile off his face when talking about y/n

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yourinstagram My single "You're Still The One" out March 14th!

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user1 OHMYGODDD

user2 Thank you for your service

whitneypeak ready for SOTY

user3 what do all 6.4M of you know about y/n l/n omg back up

user4 we’re SAT 👏💖

user5 "You're Still The One by Y/n L/n" SOUNDS LIKE SOTY ALREADY!!!

user6 we are SOO back

user7 and just when we needed her the most SHE RETURNED!!

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F1Updates Y/n L/n mentions meeting Oscar Piastri for the first time in new interview with Zane Lowe!

"We met at a after party, it was very brief when we first bumped into each other, but through the night I kept looking for him and wanting to bump into him again. Then I saw him across the room and he was looking at me and started smiling, he walked over to me and we just gradually started moving outside, so we ended up talking on the outside patio for 2 hours. After a week of us hanging out we started dating, we just clicked instantly."

"I don't think either of us really expected the reaction to be so divided, the majority that I saw was negative and I remember him [Oscar] just saying 'It's us in this relationship, no one else so who cares what anyone else thinks' and that has been my mindset since then. People might not like us together because of the 'what if they break up' but neither of us are really thinking of that."

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user1 i really love how they don't gaf about what people are saying

user2 standing across the room smiling at each other???? love at first sight fr

->user3 given how awkward oscar is im genuinely surprised HE crossed the room ->user4 ik when i heard her say that i was shocked

user5 rightttt so they just live in a romance movie??!?!!

user6 hate that they had to see any of the negative stuff written about them when it was all just bs

user7 "sounds like you found the one" and her saying she's not thinking about breaking up... locked in fr

user8 looking for each other in a crowed room ohhhh they were gone from the start

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oscarpiastri the only one 🤍

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user1 PARENTS FRRRR

user2 okay make sure to invite me to the wedding in a few years

user3 the cat picture... my shayla

georgerussell63 I took that last picture 🙂

->yourinstagram you were mean about it ->georgerussell63 ??????? ->oscarpiastri "you might want to grab a stool so you can be in the picture" ->georgerussell63 BUT I WAS RIGHT! ->yourinstagram not the point 🙄 ->user4 oscar came with receipts 😭 ->user5 i fear he had a point y/n....

user6 i bet his camera roll is 80% y/n

user7 "the only one I dream of" 😭

user8 LOOK HOW FAR WE'VE COME MY BABY

user9 the only couple EVERRRR

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✎…… those hungarian gp arrival pictures were so annoying to make, so don't look to close, they aren't my best work 😔

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yourinstagram if you were the person who gave oscar a labubu comment so i can block you 😚

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oscarpiastri What should we name the labubu?

->yourinstagram don't get too attached to it ->oscarpiastri right.... ->user1 what a sinister ass thing to say 😭

user2 hugging the fans.. such a cutie

user3 THE CAPTION?!?!

->yourinstagram THEY SCARE ME ->user4 no your real for that

user5 loving the outfit queen!!

williamsf1official we thought he'd like it..

->yourinstagram i should've known... ->user6 BRO why do y'all always have beef?? 😭

user7 we all fell for that trap tbh

->yourinstagram millions stuck in bear traps due to oscar piastri 😔 ->user8 he needs to be hold accountable smh...

user9 okay but oscar looks really cute in that picture with the labubu :(

user10 waittt i didn't know the bff's were at the race

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yourinstagram happy birthday to the guy who makes everyday feel like the first time i knew i loved him, everyday spent together is a day i cherish. love you

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user1 the most adorable couple omggg

oscarpiastri wouldn't be me with out you ❤

->yourinstagram ❤ ->user2 crying a little

user3 y'all are the friggin cutest

user4 i feel like every year u try to make a birthday post to make me cry

user5 oscar wearing a white shirt in almost every picture is killing me 😭

user6 May this kind of love find me 🙏💐

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vogue Y/n L/n talks about future career plans and the constant battle of being a woman on the internet.

L/n on where her future lies "There are times when I am modeling for magazines and walking runways which I love every second of but I also want to do more. I have such a love for acting and I've been taking acting classes for a few years now so I really want to step into that world pretty soon and I have a few opportunities lined up. I wont give too much away but it's going to be fun."

Y/n also talks about her chance meeting with boyfriend Oscar Piastri "Oscar and I met 3 years ago randomly in London, where he was living at the time, we were both at a coffee shop reading the same book and he flipped to the page I was about to start reading. Then he turned to me and said 'hey we're on the same page!' and we sat and read a few pages together then talked for a few hours and the rest was history." she continued on about the double standard she faces "I sometimes get comments saying 'she makes her boyfriend her entire personality' or 'she's so obsessed with her boyfriend' like yes! I wouldn't be dating him if I wasn't. We are both equally obsessed with each other I can just sometimes be a bit louder. At the end of the day it's just misogyny, because when he makes the same posts he doesn't get any negative feedback."

She also talked about her love for her fragrance line "Ôrebella" which was founded in 2020 "I've always loved fragrance and how it can remind you of a specific moment or time in your life. I love making a scent that reminds me of a time in my life and for a moment it brings me back there. It's such a special thing."

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user1 being on the same page is so insane they were really meant to be

user2 her being an actress would be so cuntyyy

user3 there aren't THAT many negative comments on her posts but when there is, it is almost always questioning why she's posting HER boyfriend so much like!?!?!?

user4 she's so likeable, ughh love her

user5 i love her fragrances so it's cool to know they probably come from a happy memory of hers

user6 thinking about how oscar said he has a coffee smelling candle he lights in his drivers room when THEY MET AT A COFFEE SHOP

->user7 OMG that makes so much sense ->user8 that's actually so fucking adorable ->user9 why is he such a romantic

user10 wait i can totally see her acting

user11 i need to know the book PLEASEE

user12 oh what a lovely meet cute

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user1 the queen of paddock fits 😍

jjettas2 we gone work on his dance moves before the next win

->yourinstagram he might need a few classes 😭

user2 please tell him to never griddy again

user3 i'll never shut up about that dress it's just to good

user4 i could go without him hitting the griddy ever again

->yourinstagram you and me both 🤞

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yourinstagram miamiiiii 🏆☀

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user1 people not mentioning the chanel mini dress is criminal 😔💔

->yourinstagram i love that dress too 🤞

user2 serving as expected 👏

jacquemus 🏆🤍 liked by yourinstagram !

user3 the cut to you wearing a poncho was so fucking hilarious

->yourinstagram like, i wanted to be there but also im wearing a unreleased jacquemus dress... i didn't wanna ruin it 😭 ->user4 smart on your part, because he went straight for u with the champagne ->yourinstagram i know he tried to spray me on purpose i just can't prove it...🔎 ->oscarpiastri I did 😁 ->user5 oh 😭 ->user6 this guy.. 😑

user7 the jacquemus dress is eatingg

user8 the little kitty next to oscar ❤

user9 best dressed all weekend

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Vogue Inside Y/n L/n's star studded birthday bash! L/n's boyfriend Oscar Piastri rented out L/n's favorite restaurant in Los Angeles and flew out her friends and family.

Every detail was picked by Piastri from the menu to the plates. Anok Yai, Alex Consani, Dua Lipa, Lewis Hamilton, Law Roach and many more celebrities were in attendance!

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user1 wait it's so cute how much he put into her bday 😭❤

user2 i saw the pictures of the decorations and he ATEE

user3 don't wanna know how much that probably cost 😦

user4 i know he don't play about her...

->user5 AT ALLLL ->user6 i remember a reporter was basically calling her hot during an interview and he was like "you thought that, asked it, and you're looking at me expecting an answer. you're not very good at this" and just walked away ->user7 he looked SO pissed during that ->user8 one of the only times i've seen him MAD

user9 the most famous model and her nerdy boyfriend, love this

user10 AND he got her a dog after

user11 where did she find him????? i need to date someone like this

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oscarpiastri It's an honor to be able to have Y/n by my side, I didn't know I was looking for something to make my life better but then we met and I knew I found someone who I wanted to spend the rest of my life with. Happy Birthday to who makes my day better by just existing 🤍

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user1 such cute pics he loves her so much

user2 my favorite lovebirds

user3 hey king, what did you mean by "rest of my life"?

->user4 that's his future wife! ->user5 you're so right

user6 make sure to invite me to the wedding!

user7 that's such a romantic picture in the second slide wtf

user8 shakespeare taking notes when y'all write your birthday captions

user9 HAPPY FOR YOU TWO 😭❤

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motorsports Thinking about when Y/n L/n watched Oscar Piastri on the podium when he won his first race in 2024 at the Hungarian Grand Prix.

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user1 her skin though ✨

user2 last picture i'd keep in a locket

yourinstagram ykw thanks for not using the picture where i was SOBBING

->user3 you looked good no matter what queen ->yourinstagram thanks <3 but i was such a mess that day ->user4 we all were 😭

user5 i was also sobbing so when they showed her i started crying more 😭

user6 always so emotional when he wins she loves that man fr 😭❤

user7 she's serving while sobbing, love!

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oscarpiastri Lots of celebrations recently but my favorite is our 1 year wedding anniversary 🤍

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user1 i know it was the cutest wedding omfg

user2 okay so the "husband" and "wife" posts were soft launching ur marriage 😭

user3 we've been asking when's the wedding WHEN THEY'VE BEEN MARRIED

lewishamilton What a beautiful day!🤍

->yourinstagram 🤍 ->user4 girl how tf did he not leak it??? ->user5 he's one of the last people i'd tell 😭

user6 these pictures are so cute, happy for u 2!

user7 HUHH???

alex_albon such a hard secret to keep 😫

->yourinstagram texted me the day after the wedding asking when he can say something 😭 ->lilymhe never tell him a secret again, was bursting at the seams wanting to tell someone ->user8 he was just so happy for you 2 😔💔

user9 what the hell congrats!??!!?

user10 insert cynthia erivo"i didn't know this was happing" meme because HUH

dualipa the most stunning bride

->yourinstagram love you 😚 ->user11 star studded wedding wth

user12 so on brand for them to have waited a whole ass year 😭

user13 WDYM THEYRE MARRIED????

user14 CONGRATULATIONS!!!

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✎…… this fic made me realize i know none of the f1 memes outside of oscar, lewis and a little bit of george 😭

unsure about this fic but i think it's cute 🤍

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mclarenf1 We had the honor of MonacoSchoolofLearning allowing us to give a presentation on the basics of aerodynamics and the importance of downforce!

Thank you to the teachers who allowed the guys to try their hand at teaching 😅

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user1 oscar looks sooooo good wow wow

yourinstagram A day of learning for everyone!! Thank you to the McLaren boys!

->oscarpiastri Ms. L/n it was a pleasure! ->user2 "ms. l/n" as if u two don't look the same age ->yourinstagram grown man calling me "Ms." makes me feel so old ->yourinstagram like it makes sense when a 6 year old does but when we're the same age... damn ->oscarpiastri SORRY 😅 ->user3 REALLL yourinstagram like ik you're trying to be polite but now i feel ancient

user4 need to hear the whole presentation lowkey..

user5 the thought of THEM have to teach anyone anything is really funny

user6 okay can you make sure we win the monaco gp tho.. let's focus

user7 honestly oscar probably loved doing this 😭

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yourinstagram had the pleasure of learning about formula 1 while all my students were going crazy, i was just sitting there confused so IM LEARNING AND WATCHING RACES!!

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user1 u rooting for oscar just makes so much sense

bff GIRL HOW DIDN'T YOU KNOW??? U LIVE IN MONACO

->yourinstagram i've been here for like a year 😫 ->yourinstagram ALSO i knew it existed, i just didn't know anything about it lol

user2 ur hair clips are always perfect

user3 learning about f1 while living in monaco is hilarious

oscarpiastri Maybe don't start with Australia 2025...?

->yourinstagram HELLO??? 😭 ->yourinstagram dude going from basically last to 9th was sick but the chinese gp is next on the watchlist! ->oscarpiastri I prefer that ending then the one in Australia! 😁 ->user4 GIRL WHY IS OSCAR HERE!?!?! ->user5 he's soooooo 😂☠

user6 girl i always forget you are a TEACHER and not just a niche internet celeb

user7 wait what if one of your students see's this 😭

->yourinstagram if one of my 1st grader's is on instagram then i think we have something else to talk about... ->user8 PLEASEEEE 😭

user9 came to see oscar's comment but wow u are gorg

user10 im here for your f1 era!!

user11 the phone case is adorbs

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oscarpiastri Can i suggest something to do with your time...?

->yourinstagram im all ears!!

->oscarpiastri Lunch tomorrow? ->oscarpiastri With me!

->yourinstagram with you? ->yourinstagram i'd love to!!

->oscarpiastri I'll send my number so we can talk about the time and place!

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yourinstagram a date and many books <3

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user1 pretty girlllll

user2 🐇💞

bff only took 1 date btw

->yourinstagram CHILLLLL ->yourinstagram exposing me on main is crazyyy ->bff he got you your fav flowers without knowing they are your fav, i'd also locked them down after that ->yourinstagram YOU ARE SO ALKSRFGBKJSG

user3 Literally an angel hello

user4 a date?!!?!? who's the lucky person??

user5 leave your hair clip collection by an open window....

user6 AHHH my fav girl everrrr

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oscarpiastri Nicely done!

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user1 What a drive 👏

user2 absolutely killed it 😮‍💨

yourinstagram 🏆🍾!!! liked by oscarpiastri !

->user3 so it is her!!?? ->user4 yep! you could kinda see her on the broadcast when they showed his family

user5 future world champion 🙏

user6 Well done legend 🙌

user7 really cute that of all the race's he brought her to he also had a bunch of his family there as well

->user8 i noticed that too!! very sweet

user9 LETS GOO CHAMP

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yourinstagram belgium was very very perfect !!

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user1 Omgggg

oscarpiastri Perfection recognizes perfection

->yourinstagram 😚❤!

user2 obsessed doesn't even cover it

user3 I’m amazed by your beauty

bff he kinda ate with these pic's of you

->yourinstagram RIGHT!?!? gave him a few tips and he locked in ->user4 ugh you trained him well queen

user5 the most angel princess doll to ever exist

user6 girlll u 2 are so cute i liveee

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user1 i love her fit wowww

user2 needing more y/n pic's lowkey

user3 wait let me get a bite king

user4 the most cat owning looking couple tbh

user5 cat recognizes cat

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oscarpiastri Mid-Season recharge!

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user1 really just looking at y/n 😍

user2 your photo dumps never disappoint

user3 bro just gets to eat dinner across from a disney princess

user4 okayyy now let's get another win please

user5 did y/n make those cookies??? what can't she do

->oscarpiastri She did! They were incredible ->yourinstagram oscar also helped!!! ->oscarpiastri I decorated all the cookies! ->yourinstagram well... let's not lie ->user6 SJHDFUSHGU 😭

user7 Next World Champion 🙏

user8 can Oscar fight??? 😮‍💨

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oscarpiastri I miss your matcha, you've ruined me

->yourinstagram you only like my matcha because it's made with love <3

->oscarpiastri I knew it.... ->oscarpiastri I was gifted a few things for you

->yourinstagram STOPPP THAT'S SO CUTE ->yourinstagram if i see a pic of you holding a trophy while i can't watch...

->oscarpiastri I'll tell them to postpone the race a few hours so you can watch

->yourinstagram ughh thank you

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yourinstagram casual day at work then i look at my phone and see that, and i was very chill about it.... definitely didn't gasp and startle my entire class 🙃

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user1 omggg ik being in your class would be such a vibe

oscarpiastri The sun personified ☀

->oscarpiastri I LOVE THE SUN!!! ☀ ->yourinstagram ANGEL BOYYY!! ILY <3 ->user2 god they're ADORABLE ->user3 im the head of the y/n and oscar fan club

user4 Gorg gorg princess

user5 babe wake up y/n just posted

user6 if your students know u two are dating, have any of them asked for oscar merch or to meet him?

->yourinstagram yes... oscar has supplied me with hats and other things to give to the kiddos <3 ->user7 that's so adorable ->user8 me showing up pretending to be 6 so i can get free oscar merch

user9 randomly getting that picture would be so crazy

user10 gorg as always wowww

user11 i just know your class LOVES having u as their teacher

user12 you are so pretty girl i am in awe

user13 oscar happy as hell 😭

user14 literally everythingggg

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yourinstagram ACL weekend 2 💛 such a special night.

you were so loud and rowdy Texas i miss you already but i do nottt miss that heat thank you goodbye, till next time Austin x

also maybe look out for some new music... 💋

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user1 such cute looks every time

user2 NEW MUSIC?!?!?

user3 what a fun performance!

user4 so in love with the fits, i need that dress..

user5 girl why is oscar piastri here? 😭

->user6 he's mentioned her music a handful of times! ->user7 i think he's a fan lol

user8 omggg the curly hair is so gorg

user9 if your going to do anything it's put on a show!

user10 need to go to a show SOOOON

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yourinstagram a little song called "nobody's son" that i've been working on for the past few weeks is coming out tonight so i hope you all enjoy xoxo <3

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user1 I LOVE IT!!

user2 we're leaving #HIM in the past queen

nicolepiastri Love the song! I have a good son! Liked by yourinstagram!

->oscarpiastri ???? ->oscarpiastri MOM???? ->user3 THIS IS CRAZYYY ->user4 Y/N LIKING HER COMMENT BRUHHH ->user5 oscar's gonna go into hiding after this

user6 this song is going to hit so hard live

chappellroan ate Liked by yourinstagram!

user7 im only here because of oscars moms comment but i love the song <3

user8 you done it again!!! it's so good

clario perfect as always Liked by yourinstagram!

user9 actually in love with this song LOVE ITTT

user10 this cover art and the song 10s!

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enews Formula One Driver Oscar Piastri talks about the comment his mom left on Y/n L/n's Instagram post.

"I felt a little bad, my mom didn't have ill intentions but I knew when I saw the comment that it would end up becoming a story and I didn't want to subject her (Y/n L/n) to that. I'll probably send a apology gift."

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user1 his reaction to it being "MOM?????" is still so funny to me

yourinstagram omg nooo, i thought it was really sweet!! it made me laugh :)

->oscarpiastri 😅 So no gift necessary? ->yourinstagram we could work something out.. ->user2 we are witnessing the start of something beautiful ->user3 oscar flirting on main? never thought i'd see the day

user4 y/n liking his moms comment and not saying anything was hilarious

user5 i really love when random celebs have these kinda crossovers

user6 one of them has to be playing 4d chess, this is such a random interaction

user7 "i'll probably send a apology gift" i hate him

user8 it's kinda sweet he didn't want to subject her to f1 fans 😭

user9 my niche f1 driver on enews what the hell :0

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enews Jacob Elordi talks going through a public break up with popstar Y/n L/n.

"Relationships aren't really supposed to be so public and if it doesn't work out it becomes bigger than you, there can be things said that were in the moment and now it's out in the public. The only thing you can do is move on, and I obviously have."

When asked for a comment Y/n L/n and her team declined.

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user1 he knows the only way he's going to get clicks is to mention y/n 🙃

user2 girl we really dont gaf

user3 "and i obviously have" but waited until she was seen with someone else to say something... right

->user4 he's such a loser ->user5 like it's so obvious why he chose now to say something

user6 anyways... everyone make sure to stream nobody's son

user7 bros doing the sad boy act as if we didn't hear nobodys son

user8 shes moved on dude no need to keep dragging it

user9 okay im over this "heartbroken" gimmick he keeps doing, we saw him holding a girls hand not even a month after they split

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yourinstagram a weekend filled with many happy tears <3

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user1 come on face card

user2 at least your a pretty crier ❤

valtteribottas Not pictured was y/n beating me at paddle ball

->yourinstagram didn't want to embarrass you guys 🙂 ->oscarpiastri how kind of you ❤ ->user3 "Peral is so kind ❤" ->user4 y/n is the only real athlete on that plane

user5 y/n and valtteri bottas on the same plane "what the hell, sure"

user6 IM SO HAPPY FOR U TWO!!

user7 the tears are so real mama

user8 we were looking forward to seeing u on tv diva 😔

user9 the balloons and decorations 🥺

user10 already such an iconic couple 🤭

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oscarpiastri 🏝➡🏎

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user1 omg the kitty!!

->yourinstagram called him vroom and wanted to take him home so badd ->user2 so adorable 😭

user3 y/n looks like a princess wow

user4 i too would make y/n my entire personality

user5 bro got a girl and don't know how to act

nicolepiastri See! I have a son! Liked by oscarpiastri !

->yourinstagram and he's good!! ->user6 THANK YOU MAMA PIASTRI ->user7 the only reason we have this royal couple ty ❤

user8 u both look so hot 😩

user9 are you serious.... y/n looks so perfect

user10 so in love with this photo dump thank you king

user11 THE PEOPLES PRINCESS

user12 thank you nicole piastri for commenting on y/n's post 👏

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Oscar had always assumed everyone knew.

Not because he’d announced it, or because you’d ever been spotted together, or because he’d slipped up. No — he just… talked about you. Constantly. Casually. Like it was the most normal thing in the world.

Which is why, during a perfectly ordinary McLaren media day, he answered a harmless question with:

“Oh, my girlfriend loves that colour on the car. She said it makes it look fast even when it’s parked.”

And the room froze.

The PR manager blinked. Lando choked on his water. Zak Brown looked like he’d just been told the car had sprouted wings.

“Oscar,” Lando whispered, leaning in like he was about to break devastating news, “you have a girlfriend?”

Oscar frowned. “Yeah? I talk about her all the time.”

“No, mate,” Lando said, eyes wide, “you talk about… a mysterious entity who cooks you pasta and steals your hoodies. We thought you were joking.”

Zak added, “I thought it was a cat.”

Oscar stared at them, baffled. “Why would a cat steal my hoodies?”

“Why would you have a girlfriend and not tell anyone?” Lando shot back.

“I thought you knew!”

But the damage was done. The clip hit the internet within minutes. And the internet did what the internet does best: explode.

WHO IS OSCAR PIASTRI’S GIRLFRIEND???

HE’S BEEN SO CASUAL ABOUT IT WHAT DO YOU MEAN HE HAS A SECRET GIRLFRIEND

THE HOODIE THIEF IS REAL

I KNEW THE PASTA WAS TOO SPECIFIC

Meanwhile, you were sitting on Oscar’s couch, wearing one of said hoodies, scrolling through the chaos with a hand over your mouth.

“Oscar,” you called as he walked in, “I think you accidentally broke the world.”

He flopped beside you, burying his face in your shoulder with a groan. “I genuinely thought everyone knew.”

You laughed, brushing your fingers through his hair. “Baby, you never actually said the words ‘I have a girlfriend.’ You just… described me like a cryptid.”

He lifted his head, eyes soft and a little sheepish. “Well. You’re my cryptid.”

“That’s not helping your case.”

He kissed your cheek, warm and gentle. “Do you want to stay secret? We can. I don’t mind.”

You looked at him — the boy who left notes in your lunchbox, who sent you photos of every hotel room he stayed in, who FaceTimed you just to show you a funny-shaped cloud.

“No,” you said softly. “I think I’m okay with people knowing. As long as I still get the hoodies.”

He grinned. “Deal.”

And later, when McLaren posted a simple photo — Oscar smiling, your hand in his, no faces shown — the internet exploded again.

But Oscar didn’t care. He was too busy leaning into you, whispering:

“Told you they’d love you.”

And maybe they did.

F1 is one of, if not the biggest sports in the world. Or at least it is in your world. Your world was centered around princess movies, hanging out with friends, going to kindergarten, and having fun. “THE Day” as you like to refer to it started out as usual; wake up, play with your dolls, go to kindergarten, come home and so on. Usually afterschool you would grab a snack, turn on the tv and watch your pick of a Barbie movie or a princess movie, or sometimes if you were feeling wild a Barbie princess movie. Today was not one of those days. You came home, shrugged off your backpack, grabbed some goldfish and walked to the couch. As you were about to plop yourself down in your spot you saw something odd. Your father was sitting in YOUR spot, sprite in hand, watching…cars? But they don’t look like regular cars? The man on the couch could feel the glare of a five year old girl burning through his skull as he turned to look down at you. “What are you watching?” you asked, visibly upset. Your father, not wanting to deal with a temper tantrum picked you up and plopped you next to him. “This is F1, it’s an entertaining race between cars” he said, “The cars are just going around and around in circles, that’s not entertaining!” You replied only for your father to continue. “While yes they are going around in circles, there’s a lot more to it then just that.”. It would’ve been evident to anyone witnessing this that you were not pleased to have your movie time interrupted by cars. But as you watched the race and your father continued to explain the rules and fun parts as simply as he could for you as your were so little, you slowly put your goldfish down, your frown disappeared, you asked genuine questions, and by the end of the race its safe to say you were hooked. That fateful day your world expanded, it now had a new focus added to the culmination, Racing or more specifically F1.

Thirteen years later, you’ve changed, a lot. You’re eighteen and in your senior of high school, nothing relieves you more than the looming presence of graduation and a long awaited summer. Despite being a fan of F1 for almost you entire life you’ve never gone to a Grand Prix, sure your family’s talked about it, looked at tickets, hotel rooms, etc.. But you’ve never actually been to one. Thankfully you don’t time to dwell on the hole in your speed loving heart as your birthday is right around the corner and by right around the corner I mean tomorrow. The next morning is filled with the harmonious sound of birds chirping culminated with the smell of the special strawberry pancakes your mother makes every year on your birthday. Once dressed in your *favorite outfit* and all dolled up, you emerge from the solace of your room and greet your family as they mutter good morning’s. The good mornings are paired with a cacophony of happy birthdays as you make your way to the table. The morning was calm, peaceful, and enjoyable as the entire family was able to find a way to spend time together on your birthday. Immediately after breakfast and your family time you rush to your car and over to your best friends home. Her home is quaint but filled with life, love, and loud individuals. Almost the entire family yells “Happy Birthday!” upon your entrance, all led by their ring leader, your best friend Beatrice, or Bea as you like to call her. “Hey Bea” you respond as the family disperses to tend to their own business, leaving you two alone in the living room. “HAPPY BIRTHDAY Y/NNN!!” Beatrice shouts as she practically tackles you into a bear hug, “It’s just a birthday Bea”, “How dare you say, ‘just a birthday’! It is your eighteenth birthday and I have every right to be over dramatic!”. After the light bickering you both head to her room where you talk and prepare for the main event of your big day, the race. Everyone around you knows how much you love F1, so even though a few people were hesitant, everyone around you agreed to go karting at the local track with you. Ironically enough, you had no clue that anyone, including yourself, were going karting that day. You hadn’t realized you would be karting until you turned into the parking lot of the karting track. Bea had lied and said she needed some dry shampoo from Target but it was all just a ploy, set by Bea and your parents to make today magical. Stepping out of the car and smelling the scent of burnt rubber just sends shivers of joy down your spine as you practically drag your best friend to the ticket booth. Once at the ticket booth, a glimpse of a certain party room, the only normal, slightly aesthetic room, is filled to the brim with people, balloons, and god knows what else. Before a word can even leave your mouth Bea quickly ushers you to the room and swings the door open. As if a switch was just flipped, the moment the door opened, loud cheering and congratulations erupted from the door all directed towards you. The room was perfect, its was classy and simple and yet still you. Being able to have this kind of surprise, with this many loving and supporting people by your side was almost bringing you to tears, but you’re resilient. And you ran out of waterproof mascara. Regardless, you greet everyone, thank everyone, and begin smiling bigger than you possibly ever have. Eventually the party crew migrates to the track and everyone is getting suited up for the race. You’re in P1, obviously it’s your birthday, and Bea is in P2, your mother in P3, Father in P4 and so on and so forth. The ever present sound of giggling slowly fades as the lights begin to glow. One light…Two lights…Three lights…Four lights…Five lights….And they’re gone, the race is a go!

In order to finish this track fifteen laps must be completed and it was a nail biter, constant overtakes and spin outs were happening everywhere, except instead of incessant anger and yelling, the spin outs and crashes were usually followed by smug laughter and giggles. Once the checkered flag flies you find yourself still P1, your defense was a masterclass. Emerging from the kart triumphant, you return to the waiting area and laugh with everyone else as they recombine into the group. Once back in the room it’s cake time. Slices of cake are cut and spread evenly to ensure everything is fair before the final stage of the party commences. The final stage was opening your presents, over and over you thank your friends and relatives for all of the thoughtful gifts, finally as you stare at you last gift you remain confused. It’s a small box from your parents, “Probably just some socks or a card” you think to yourself. And oh boy how you were wrong. The box opened with a pop as you rip the tape holding it together, inside where you expected to find socks, were two F1 Grand Prix tickets to the Canadian GP. Right alongside those two tickets were two silver paddock passes glittering with the sight of the letters “V.I.P”. “No way….you guys are pranking me aren’t you! Cause if so this is so not funny!” You shriek as you stare at the immensely expensive and highly valuable tickets you wanted to see almost your whole life. All your parents do is laugh and nod their heads as if saying “Yes, they’re real, you’re going to the Canadian Grand Prix.” Once the reality of the situation clicks into place you lunge at your parents and begin to jump up and down as you hold them constantly repeating, “Thank you so much!” and “I love you guys so much!” A few hours later the initial shock has warn down and the party has along with it. Now you are back in your room staring at the tickets whilst sitting on your bed, clean from a shower. This is it. It’s finally happening. This speed loving hole in your heart will finally be filled. And you just can’t believe it, you will finally be at a GP. A real one, not one on TV or YouTube. A real GP, with real cars, and even realer drivers. Oh yeah did I mention. Your favorite team has been Mercedes since the day your dad introduced you to motorsports. You’ve always been enticed by their dominance, their colors, their tatics, and now more than ever, their drivers. You weren’t like a crazy super fan, or at least that’s what you tell yourself, but the moment you saw Kimi Antonelli it was like your heart just stopped. Then it started pounding, thumping, and beating till it felt like it may burst. And it wasn’t just his looks, though he had enough to go around, he’s intelligent, your both the same age, he’s an incredible driver and seems to be a very caring and sweet guy. Your friends who didn’t even know about F1 knew all about Kimi. You always played off the crush saying, “It’s not like I’ll ever meet or talk to him for real so it doesn’t really matter that much.” But now? You’re going to be in the Mercedes paddock, watching the race live! You might actually meet him in person…“oh god” you think, “what am I going to wear, what if he sees me, what if he talks to me?!?” All of these thoughts run through your head, plaguing you with what ifs. But finally your brain rests, their just what if’s, you probably won’t speak to him, but hey at least you’ll get to go to a GP, and maybe see him up close. Those two things were good enough for you. And now all you can do is sit and wait, wait for possibly the best time of your life, to eventually arrive.

Within the green hills and endless architecture, the Canada GP lied. It was gorgeous as if it was the best thing you’ll ever see, arguably its not the best thing you’ve ever seen but it means so much so it doesn’t matter. *Beep*, thankfully the paddock pass worked, not that you didn’t believe your parents but a girl can’t help but feel a little nervous about something so important. Walking through the paddock is magical. Celebrities, workers for the teams, the garages, hospitality, the drivers; all of it was so overwhelming but in the best way. In an excited and enthusiastic type of way, the one you get when your dreams come true. Bea is with you the whole time, just as astonished and amazed; and all of that enthusiasm culminates as you both arrive at Mercedes hospitality lounge. As soon as you enter the room you stare at its extravagance, but when the shock wears off Bea and you both head to try some food and sit down, you’re a Florida girl but geez is it hot. After a few minutes multiple staff members enter the lounge and disperse, for what? You’re not yet sure. That is until one member approaches you and Bea and says, “Hello ladies, my name is Evan and I’ll be your guide this weekend around the paddock”…. “There are guides?” You think as you glance at Bea who matches your expression. As hesitantly as you both were, he seemed trustworthy, he works for Mercedes and you both really wanted to see the garage and paddock. Evan takes you ladies on a tour of the garage and paddock, pointing out food spots, rest areas, waiting areas, hospitality areas, and all other kinds of areas. Once the tour is concluded you find yourself back in hospitality sitting with Evan and Bea, honestly they seem like they’re hitting it off. You found out on the tour that Evan is actually eighteen as well and that he’s interning at Mercedes to get experience in the world of F1. The three of you are talking and enjoying your conversation when you hear a little click, as if something’s just been dropped. You look to you left, then to your right, and that’s when you spot a beautiful turquoise bow laying on the ground. You immediately look up to see who dropped it only to be met with the sight of a little girls back as she walks away, her hair seems to have fallen from loosing its hair tie. “Could it be her hair tie?” You think to yourself, and before you even realize it, you’ve picked up the bow, dusted it off and began following the girl. Bea and Evan glance at you as you begin walking away, confused but trusting in you as they know you’ll be safe, not long after, they continue their conversation about college and home countries.

Back to you, you finally caught up to the girl, closer up she looks about 10 maybe 11 and oddly familiar but you can’t place it. So you shrug off the feeling and lightly tap her shoulder. The little girl turns around, causing her parents to look back as well, and as they do, they all notice the bow in your hand. “Hello, I’m so sorry to bother but I was wondering if this was yours? You might’ve dropped it over there by the couch because that’s where I found it.” Whilst communicating this to the family the little girls face goes through multiple emotions; first confusion, then shock, followed by relief, and finally joy. “Oh my gosh, thank you so much I didn’t realize I dropped it.” says the girl, an Italian accent prominent despite the English. You return the bow and speak about how you have one just like it. This peaks the little girls interest as it is a bow corresponding to a pop-singer who isn’t super popular but it’s definitely talented. Conversation from there just begins to flow, her parents joining in as you all begin talking about music. Fifteen minutes go by and the conversation is still flowing, these people are just so nice and friendly you can’t help but feel comfortable as you engage in conversation. You were so comfortable you didn’t even realize that a boy, maybe six inches taller than you was walking up behind you. The only thing that alerted you to this boy was the little girl in front of you, who’s name you now know is Maggie, gleefully calling out “Kimi!”…Kimi? You turn you head to see Kimi Antonelli, the F1 golden boy, the Italian prodigy, and the boy you’ve been crushing on heavy for two years, right in front of you. Quickly everything clicks into place. Of course the girl and her family were familiar, they were the Antonelli’s. Well that explained the accents and the familiarity you felt earlier, as you continue to think to yourself you’re quickly pulled out of your thoughts by Mr and Mrs. Antonelli, or Marco and Veronica as you know them. They are introducing Kimi to you and speaking in Italian, you know a little Italian but not enough to know what their talking about, so you just sit there and awkwardly smile. Eventually Kimi lifts his hand to shake yours, his other hand rests on the back of his neck, scratching. “Hello, I’m Kimi, it’s nice to meet you, thank you btw, for helping my sister” while he speaks you listen and pay attention, but it takes a lot of focus. You think “how am I supposed to pay attention to what your saying when your smiling at me and looking at me like you want to get to know me, gosh he’s so pretty, and he’s kind and respectful and AHHHH”. The facial expression you wear is solid, a kind smile and matching eyes that look at him like he’s a person. “Oh thank you, but anyone would’ve done the same, and it’s nice to meet you as well kimi, I’m Y/N” you finally reply. Miraculously, following the introductions you both start talking and vibing. Caught up in the conversation you make a joke. A terrible, cheesy joke. “Haha what kind of food do F1 drivers eat? Fast food!”….silence follows and you heart drops and you begin thinking, “oh god I just said that corny joke and just ruined my chances forever with Kimi Antone-” Thankfully your thoughts are cut off by the Italians bright laugh that immediately lifts your spirits. “Y/N you’re funny, that was a good one” Kimi says as he wipes a small tear from the corner of his eye. The conversation then resumes with a lighter undertone that only comes from joy in being around the other person. All of the fun is regrettably cut short by Kimi’s manager coming to get him, he had to start getting ready for quali. As Kimi hears this news, a frown spreads across his face. His eyes were clear, he didn’t want to go. But duty calls and so he thanks you for speaking with him and walks off with his manager, occasionally looking back at you as he’s dragged away.

Disappointment floods your mind as he leaves but shortly your brain is filled with the reality that you just met Kimi Antonelli and his family, and actually spoke with them. This is something everyone dreams of, including you, you’ve read enough fan fictions to realize that life isn’t a fan fiction, and that this encounter you had was enough. You decide to keep the Kimi news to yourself and rejoin Evan and Bea. To you they look closer, like, much closer. But who are you to judge, if your friend wants to get to know a foreign guy, you are not gonna get in the way. The day continues and you wingman Bea almost the whole time, as you all watch quali you ensure Bea is right next to Evan, and when the conversation goes dry? You jump in with new conversation starters to get them going again. In between your incredible work, you obviously watch the quali, kimi is flying and is absolutely dominating this race quali. Once the qualifying session is concluded, Kimi is on top, as you knew he would be. The day is still young and Bea and you decide to go an explore the city while you can. You both bid farewell until tomorrow to Evan and leave the track. The city is lively and bursting with excitement as the race was tomorrow. The rest of the day and night were spent getting food, looking in thrift stores, stopping by every photo booth you could see (a tradition you both started junior year), and finally returning to your hotel room to have a movie night. 10 things I hate about you plays on the tv in your hotel room as you both lounge in your pjs, setting out you outfits and jewelry for the race tomorrow. Today was a great day, and you absolutely can’t wait for tomorrow. Because you get to see Kimi again, even if it’s just from afar, and hopefully he’ll win. Well of course he will. He’s Kimi Antonelli after all.

Kimi’s POV:

His day started out with a short training session followed by a stretch and cool down. This happens every day that he needs to step into the car. Canada is a big race for him and for Mercedes. Last year this is where Kimi took home his first ever podium in F1, and George secured a win. This year Kimi is sitting atop a potential four race win streak and George is ready to climb his way back up to the top. Mercedes is set for a phenomenal week but for Kimi, while it’s his dream and so fun, it’s equally as stressful. He has so much pressure riding on him and that’s the only thing he can think of right now as he paces around his drivers room. “Posso farlo, è solo un’altra gara, devo solo fare del mio meglio”. (“I can do this, it’s just another race, I just need to do my best”) he’s says to himself repeatedly. Eventually he decides he needs fresh air. He grabs his hat and sunglasses and unzips his suit enough that his top half is only covered by his fireproofs. Once he feels comfortable enough he heads out of the drivers room and sets up to go somewhere. He doesn’t know where he’s going, he just knows he’s going. After a few minutes of a relaxing walk the idea pops into his head, let’s go see my family. The walk to hospitality didn’t take long, and now he’s entering the building excited to relax with his family before the quali. As he walks, his movements slow and his brows furrow. “Who is this? Why is family talking with them?” These thoughts run through his head as he approaches the group. Once Maggie seems him she yells for her brother and lunges forward to hug him, he meets her halfway and chuckles as his sister hugs him. His eyes move from Maggie to his parents then to you. The second his eyes land upon you something shifts. His heart starts beating faster, his palms get a little sweatier, and his eyes widen a little as he takes you in. You’re no supermodel, you’re better. You look soft and kind, gorgeous in a gentle doe kind of way. He’s snapped out of his thoughts by his mother and father as they begin speaking to him in Italian “Questa è la ragazza che ha restituito l’arco di Maggie quando l’ha lasciato cadere prima, lei e tua sorella si divertono entrambe con quella cantante che fa quelle note davvero alte ahah, comunque figliolo. È molto carina e molto gentile e lei e Maggie vanno d’accordo. Questo è il tipo di ragazza che devi portare a casa.” His mother says “Dovresti parlarle!” His father replies (“This is the girl who returned Maggie’s bow when she dropped it earlier, her and your sister both enjoy that one singer that does those really high notes haha, anyways son. She’s very pretty and very kind and her and Maggie get along well. This is the kind of girl you need to bring home.” His mother says “You should talk to her!” His father replies) will all of this talking Kimi’s face grows red and a shy smile grows upon his face. After all of the teasing subsides his parents finally introduce you both. “Her name is Y/N…Caspita (gosh) it’s as beautiful as her.”. The two begin conversing and vibing. His family takes this opportunity to slip away and leave the two to get along. As he stares at her face he can’t help but smile, all he can think is how kind and respectful this girl truly is and how blessed he is to be talking to her. Then out of the blue, she pops a joke. “What kind of food do F1 drivers eat? Fast food!” The second the joke the left her mouth he say their in awe. Not in a “that joke was horrible way” but in a “mio dio, she’s so cheesy and wonderful and beautiful I don’t know what to say” kind of way. Suddenly he realized something, they were both quiet, and she was looking at him like a stomped puppy, a cute one at least. As soon as the joke registers he begins to laugh and laugh, not only at the joke, but at how sweet she is. Once that situation was rectified they returned to the flow of the conversation. They continued to converse for a while, falling into a rhythm that made him lose track of time.

That joy was soon snatched from him as his manager comes up from behind him and grabs his shoulder. His manager then reminds him of the fact that he needs to get ready quali that’s in 45 minutes. Kimi’s heart feels crushed as he remembers his responsibilities and duties he must fufill. With a heavy heart he excuses himself and begins to walk away. The entire time all he can do is think of her, her smile, how easy conversation is. As he thinks these things he can’t help himself from looking back at her multiple times. Eventually he makes it back to the garage and to the meeting room where the pre-race meeting begins. It’s only within that meeting that he realizes, he didn’t get your number, or your last name. These two very important things dwell upon his mind through the rest of the meeting and throughout the quali. He performs well but his thoughts continue to drift back to you. Once the qualifying session is completed he hops out of his car and begins speaking with his team and heading to his drivers room. He changes fast and hurries to check hospitality, the garage, the paddock club. But, no luck, he can’t seem to find you. While disappointed at first, he realizes that he still has another chance to see you again at tomorrow’s race. With his newfound determination he heads back to his garage with one key piece of motivation for tomorrow’s race; I will see her again.

the interviewer comes a few minutes later, holding a microphone in her own hand. she wears a long, pretty sundress. her hair has been curled slightly and tucked behind her ears to frame her soft features. “hello,” she smiles. 

her greeting is met with a chorus of “hello’s.” she tucks her microphone against her lap, running her fingers through her bangs. the cameras surrounding you shift ever so slightly, angled to keep each of you in frame. reluctantly, kimi pulls himself away from your side as he settles back into his original spot at the center of the couch. 

“let’s begin, then, if you’re ready.” 

lewis settles against the cushions. he’ll be on this couch for at least the next half hour followed by a strategy meeting that will likely take up the rest of the night. he adjusts the fit of his team kit just enough so he can feel the breeze against his skin. 

“let’s start with lewis, then,” the interviewer smiles. “it was a rough weekend last week. have you made any changes to the car that you expect will help with some of the control issues you’ve been experiencing lately?” 

of course. a strategy question. as always. 

lewis shrugs. “last weekend could’ve been better, yeah, but we’re always improving. with myself, and the car, and the team, we’re always making changes to ensure that we’re giving it our best during every race.” he pauses, glancing to the side for a moment. kimi is watching him, listening intently to his answer. you’re looking to your side as well, but your gaze isn’t on him. it’s on kimi. 

a small smile graces your features. your skin carries a sunkissed glow that only the desert can provide. your team kit hangs loosely from your frame. the branded cap that covers your forehead was put there by kimi just a few hours earlier. lewis had watched his fingertips smooth out your bangs from beneath the rim. he had seen your hands brush when you walked side-by-side to the media pen. and now, he was watching your lovesick expression, despise the entire world watching. 

“i’m always working with the team and the mechanics. next week we’ll give it our all again and hopefully our hard work will pay off a little more,” he finishes. 

the interviewer nods. then, she turns to kimi, who had shifted at some point to take a sip of water. “kimi, you were involved in a particularly nasty crash last weekend.” she pauses, gesturing to you with her hand. “given your long-standing rivalry, how have you two been handling the situation?” 

kimi pauses. he glances at you for a moment before he tentatively raises the microphone to his mouth. “well, it is true that we had an incident.” he begins slowly, as if searching for the right words. “but we’ve always been on good terms. i’m not sure why one bad day would suddenly change that,” he chuckles. 

the interviewer turns to you, next. “how did the crash feel for you?” 

“kimi made a mistake,” you shrug. “obviously, he didn’t mean to crash into my car. it’s a shame that our cars were too damaged to continue the race but nothing else has changed. we’ve rebuilt the car and i’m excited to get back out on track this weekend with him.” 

you pause, then, turning to glance at him. kimi’s lips have curled upwards into a soft, sheepish smile. he looks younger when his hair is longer. curls frame his face, slightly disheveled by the breeze. if you were alone, you’d run your fingers through them in a way that makes kimi shiver. 

“i think he’s incredible,” you continue. “as a driver and as a person. i’m incredibly lucky to be here, racing against him every weekend. even if he crashes into me sometimes.” 

you earn a whine in response, kimi dramatically folding over himself to swat at your shoulder. the people around you chuckle softly. you shake your head, half-heartedly biting back the sheepish smile that threatens to spread across your face. 

kimi smiles. he reaches over to pat your knee. it’s small enough to be assumed as friendly. but lewis catches the way kimi’s hand lingers just a little longer than necessary. he notices the flush that spreads across his cheeks, tinting the tips of his ears a shade of light pink. he watches you take kimi’s hand into your own for just long enough to run your thumb against his knuckles. 

lewis sees it all — the tenderness that persists even when everyone around you expects you to harden. the same tenderness that he used to have. and when he catches sight of a far-too familiar flash of blonde sneaking around behind the cameras below, the ache in his chest hurts just a little bit more. 

notes: please leave feedback if you enjoyed!! f1 reqs are open and greatly appreciated <3 this idea was inspried by this post by @babydriver13 written before aus gp MERC LOCKOUT!!! and when we get a oscar/george/kimi podium what then, debating writing a part 3 with a lewis and nico confrontation but it'll be super angsty and not at all x reader so

"So how was your date?"

You hear your brother's smug british voice from the living room of his stupidly huge Monaco apartment. You weren't in the mood right now. George has set you up with yet another date with one of his friends here, and it has been like this ever since you got into one of the universities in Monaco that is coincidentally a 20 minute drive from George's place.

You didn't answer him, just kicked off your heels stomping your way into the apartment with a visible frown on your face. The date didn't go well - well it started off smoothly - but then turned into a very torturous night of you having to listen to his rants about his ex girlfriend and how she founded a new guy, got a new car, went to go to college in some other country, and how she was the one to end things with him and you could understand why she decided to do that.

You finally made it to the spacious living room, the cream marble floors felt cold beneath your feet but you were too overheated to even care. George is sitting on the sofa, watching a replay of his previous races on TV with his trusty pen and notepad open on the coffee table, probably to take some notes for future strategies. You crash beside him, making the cushions bounce a little at your impact. You slumped your back to it with a loud frustrated sigh, crossing your arms. Silence. Until he broke it. "I'm guessing there won't be another second date again?" George looks at your angry expression with a quirked brow "He's an ass George. Why the hell would you think it was a great idea to set me up with him? Do you even know what was the first thing he said while we were waiting for our food?" George leans in closer to you "What?"

"So how tall are you?"

George tried to hold his laugh, biting his lower lip tightly but you could hear the little snort he made as he went back to his previous spot on the sofa "And what else did he do to make you this pissed off?" You turn straight to him with a serious expression and George swears that he could see your frown getting more deeper "He then decided to complain about his ex! Talking about an ex on your first date!. Then he complains, and complains about how she's this and that and-" George finally laughs. Hard. You're ranting about your horrible date experience that he set up for you and he's laughing.

"So this was your plan all along George?, to piss me off and not try to find someone that actually suits me?" his laughter died down as he started to fully give you his attention "No no of course not, I just didn't expect that he'd be like this and for that I am deeply sorry. Maybe next time-" before he could finish you stood up and stared him in the eye. Dead serious. "No 'next time' George, I could find someone on my own. I'm sick of these boys that you keep setting me up with..some of them may be sweet but they just never fit right with me." And with that you went straight to your room leaving George with a heavy silence filling in the air.

You knew that your brother was trying his best, you knew that he only wanted to see you happy. But how are you to blame when all of the guys that he has set you up with are either jerks or literal titled assholes. This whole setup thing was agreed by both you and George, with George being the first one to offer it to you and you had agreed to do it. One time you thought you had found the right guy for you in one of these dates, but when you had texted him if he wanted to meet up again, he didn't want to. You were now at the point where you are ever so desperate to get a boyfriend or just someone to actually love you. You were getting desperate and you hate it, you hate the feeling of yearning for something that you had promised to not feel for the past 2 years.

The last time you had felt this way was back in 2024 when you were with your ex boyfriend. Everything was going perfectly fine until he decided it was not. He told you he had a mental illness. You didn't mind and supported him. Then he started blaming all his problems to you..started saying that your ages were too different..started to stress you out with his breakdowns that you oh so desperately tried to calm him down. But he'll always blame it on you. He'll blame you for hurting himself and literally anything that's going badly in his life that time. From all of this pressure, you started getting sick and became hospitalised, texting the fucking bastard until half your IV turned red because of blood. He didn't care you were in the hospital, and you are forever thankful to George for noticing the texts messages and for lecturing you on why the hell you didn't tell him this sooner. And right after that, you broke up with him.

'So you just want to leave me like that? see me suffer? you're such a bitch that you're actually willing to see me di-'

You finally made it to your room. The door having a badly made wooden sign with your name printed on it, an effort that George had made the moment your parents phoned him that you'll be staying with him in Monaco now. As you walked in your spacious room you started peeling off the clothes that you were wearing that felt sticky on your skin and run yourself a shower in the ensuite of your room. The warm water calming your sore muscles but somehow it didn't calm your racing mind.

What if you die alone?.

The paddock was buzzing with loud noises from the hospitalities of the perspective teams, food stands and fans squealing and chatting. You sat at one of the tables in front of the Mercedes hospitality, finishing an essay that you had yet to turn in next month. You are currently now in Canada, George had dragged you along with him as usual for another race weekend. You didn't mind, of course you didn't, this means you'll be having at least 2 weeks of free days since you'll be sticking around for 2 races.

You could call the Mercedes hospitality your second home, you knowing all of the engineers and workers there, getting along with them pretty well, and knowing that they could keep you company whenever George is busy doing his work. And that's the exact current situation that you're in right now, George is busy, some of the staffs are sitting around you. Occupied with their own things, but also a silent reminder for you that if you needed anything, you could just ask them. While typing a new paragraph for your essay your brain suddenly malfunctions into a blank, no words were coming into your head.

You decided that you needed a break, turning off your laptop and shoving it back into your backpack. You stretched your arms and sipped the tea that George had made for you before he left, it had already turned cold. Your thoughts had wondered back to the previous blind date you had last week, thinking that maybe things could workout if he wouldn't be so..childish. You then think about him, your ex boyfriend..how foolish of you to fall for him back then. And to know that he was also your first ever boyfriend, makes it ten times worse.

George had told you once that it's like you're eating out of the trash - knowing how disgusting it was yet you still craved for more - whenever you tell him you missed him. He would always remind you of the things that the boy had done and yet you still miss those happy moments you had with him.

Just the happy moments.

It makes you sick.

You shake away your thoughts and decided to go back in the hospitality and distract yourself. You asked one of the engineers where your brother was and he had told you that he was in a drivers meeting and couldn't dismiss himself early. You then find yourself in the halls of where the driver's rooms are, immediately knowing which is your brother's. At least that's what you think.

Pushing the white door open you were met with a loud male gasp and a shirtless boy in front of you "Oh my god! Sorry! Sorry!" you close your eyes in instinct and slammed the door closed on your own face. Hard.

The boy heard your little yelp, putting on his race suit as quickly as possible so he could go and see what happened. You groaned in pain, holding your nose in agony. That door was not light at all.

"Oh my god mate! Are you okay?"

Strange. You thought. That voice was new, well at least for you.

You looked up at where the unfamiliar voice was. Turns out the boy seems to be about your age, curly brown hair and brown eyes that were filled with concern. His accent was also foreign, English was certainly not his first language.

Drip.

"Shit!" You leaned your head low, your nose is bleeding. The boy in front of you panicked a bit, his hands finding your back and giving it a firm grip. Wow he's strong. "Let's bring you to the medics!"

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Great. You're now lying on one of the beds in medical center, tissue stick up your nose.

They had checked your nose and thankfully it just got a bruise, nothing was broken. It was your own fault, why the hell did you slammed a door in front of your face?.

You groaned both in utter embarrassment and annoyance of your own actions, putting an arm over your eyes to cover it up from the bright lights above you. You then heard the door to the room open, then close, it was the boy again and as you analyze him further it seems like he was your brother's teammate. Well new teammate.

George announced to you last year that Lewis moved to Ferrari which made you sad, Lewis has always been like your second brother and he was so nice to you too. George had also mentioned that he had a new teammate now, someone from Formula 2 and your guessing this boy is who he's talking about.

He sits on the plastic chair beside your bed, his legs bouncing.

Silence.

"If you're here to apologise for my nose," you started "You shouldn't, it's my own fault." You looked up at him from where you layed down. His face was flushed with sweat and you could see the visible redness creeping up to his neck, nose, and ears. Either he was flushed because of him panicking, or maybe flushed from something else. Either way, you thought he looked cute.

The boy gave you an awkward smile "No no, it's fine. I don't blame you, both me and George's break rooms look the same..why were you looking anyway?" He gave you that concerned look again only this time, concerned because he was suspicious of you. You tried to explain but the sudden pain in your nose stopped you from responding. Your right hand instinctively grabbing your nose but he stopped you from doing so, his warm hand is now on top of yours, giving you that firm grip he gave you a few minutes ago "Don't, you'll make it bleed even more" you only nodded.

There was silence again. The two of you didn't know what to say, what to do, or who the two of you even are.

Feeling that the pain was wearing down, you tried speaking again "What's your name?" you could see the little shock, almost offended look he gave you, then responded "Andrea Kimi Antonelli, a driver" with an almost serious tone. He was trying to show off.

You giggled at this but then groaned in pain because you started to snort. Kimi then laughed at this.

The pain wore off again and you started to introduce yourself properly to him, telling him your name. His eyes widen a little "Did you just say Russell?"

"Yeah" you chuckle "I'm George's little sister, nice to meet you Kimi".

It all makes sense now to him.

The two of you stayed in the medical center for a little while, exchanging small talk, jokes, and telling stories about eachother's lives.

You didn't tell him about your ex though, it seems like your mind was too occupied with Kimi that you seem to forget about the past and your worries for awhile.

Kimi offered to take you back to George, and having no other choice and the right for him to know, you accepted his offer.

You find yourself now with your nose bandage by the medics and a small ice bag that you're constantly putting on the bridge of your nose. You wanted to carry you backpack but Kimi had offered to carry it for you. He guides you back to the hospitality with ease, both of you thankful that there were no fans coming up to greet him. Kimi pushes the doors open, gesturing for you to come in first and him trailing behind you. The cool air of from the central air conditioning inside the large building made you shiver knowing the hot weather outside, combined with your bruised nose, it was truly not a friendly mix.

Once the two of you properly stepped in, the two of you were face to face with a small commotion. George was asking, and pacing around like a mad man, he was trying to find you. Marcus and Bono were trying to calm him down until one of them spotted you and Kimi at the entrance. Marcus called you out and George immediately stopped pacing and turned his head to where Marcus was calling you.

He walks to you in quick and wide steps thanks to his height. He grips both of your shoulders examining your face "Wha- what in the bloody hell happened to your face?" he frowns as he looked at your nose, brushing his thumb gently on top of it but you swatted his hand away "It was my fault, I was trying to find your break room but instead i went inside Kimi's room and I slammed the door to my face. Hard." George scoffs "Yes I could tell you did that" he rolled his eyes and started giving you an earful amount of nagging. Why is he acting like your mother?.

Kimi cleared his throat, wanting to tell George that he was there too. He stops his yapping and turns to Kimi "I took her to the medics, they say that her nose is just bruised and she'll be fine for about a week" George only nods and gives Kimi a small 'thank you', grabbing your backpack that Kimi had carried and pushing you away from the room. As George was doing this, you couldn't help but look back at Kimi and give him a small smile and wave telling him that you'll see him later after media duties.

He waves back at you, the flush creeping up his face again.

Champagne was flying everywhere with the mix of loud music and confetti.

Kimi and George got a double podium for Mercedes.

You were impressed with Kimi's skills knowing that it's still his first year. The first time your brother had told you and your family about his first year in F1 he cried so much that you couldn't even imagine how hard it must be.

But seeing him now rise and taking place as the senior driver of his team always makes your heart throb in a good way. You felt a tear run down your right cheek as you clapped at them from below the podium balcony.

As your eyes paid attention to your brother, Kimi kept stealing secret glances at you whenever he got the chance to. As he hugged George, he could see over his shoulder — you.

You and that wide proud smile of yours and your bandage nose, he could see your eyes tearing up as you swiped a tear away. He smiles at you for a moment until George broke free from their hug and moved over to celebrate with Max next.

Kimi kept glancing at you, but you never seem to notice.

After the celebration ended on the podium, the drivers were escorted back to their teams. Kimi walks beside George, excitement still fresh and tingling beneath his skin and on the edge of his fingertips. Both of them sticky covered in champagne and colorful confetti as they both carried their trophies.

They made it to their team, everyone errupt with cheers, congratulations, and loads amount of back pats and hugs from both of their teams. George saw you amongst the crowds of the Merc crew, waiting patiently with a wide smile for him to come over. He passes his trophy over to one of the engineers and runs in to hug you and spin you off your feet.

Kimi saw it and man it made his heart throb in the most weirdest way possible. He didn't know why he felt like this whenever he sees you smile, or whenever he feels you near him, or whenever you laugh at one of George's surely funny jokes. Kimi shook the feeling off and reminds himself that this feeling was mutual, that he was just happy seeing you happy with how your brother had performed on track. He did get P1 after all, how can you not get excited and be proud of that?.

"George, you stink of Champagne!" You say as you try to get him to stop hugging you "As I should be" was his only response as he kissed your cheek "Ew!" You rubbed away at the spot where he gave you the peck, feeling the itch from his freshly shaved stubble get to you. He only laughs at your gesture and guides you back to the garage with him. You then encountered Kimi on your way there, George slinging an arm around his shoulder to drag him with the two of you.

After some quick team photos, celebrations, and even more champagne, the excitement finally died down as the sun begins to set within the horizon. Some of the other team's garages were now closed, the track now dark and only some street lamps were light up here and there. You were packing up your stuff in George's drivers room, making sure you got everything in your backpack before going back to the hotel where you and George were staying. As you were double checking the sofas for the second time, there was a knock coming from the door.

You thought it was George "I'm not done checking yet! Give me a few more minutes!" the door finally opened on its own, it was Kimi. You looked up from the sofa that you were examining and gave him an awkward smile "Sorry, I thought you were George, do you need anything?" Kimi shrugs "I actually don't know why I'm even here" he rubs the back of his neck, trying to find a good excuse that he was here to only come see you for the last time before the two of you leave in separate planes for the next race.

You chuckle at his words "Well since you are here, can you help me find George's earphones? I was borrowing them and I swore I left them on the sofa.."

Kimi walks to you, kneels himself next to you on the floor Infront of the gray sofa and begins to search for said earphones.

The vibes inside the break room was comfortable, not as awkward as the first time the two of you had met today.

Your arms would brush against eachother a few times but none of you minded or gave it a second thought. You don't know where your brother was, probably talking with Toto about the events from today but who were you to even care? Right now you're here with his young teammate, Kimi Antonelli who is helping you find his earphones.

You dip your hands in between the cushions of the sofa, deeper and deeper..until you felt something cool and plastic. "Ah, here they are!" As you were trying to retrieve it, it only went deeper inside the sofa. Kimi could see you struggling and offered to help you with it. As you were removing your hands from between the cushions you turn your head to be met with Kimi's face a little too close to yours. You could feel his breath against your face as your noses almost brushed against eachother.

The two of you stayed like that for a minute..then you heard the door creak open and that's when Kimi started busying himself trying to grab the earphones.

George walks in.

Sees Kimi digging one of his hands in between the sofa's cushions, and his sister right next to him.

"What on earth are you two doing?.."

"Aha!" Kimi says as he pulls out George's earphones.

George points at them "My earphones!" you smiled at him sheepishly "At least I didn't loose them?" He snatched his earphones from Kimi's hand and faces you "No." Was his only response, grabs your backpack and walks out of his drivers room and yells "The flight will leave soon! Hurry up!".

You stumble to your feet, checking the corners and furniture of the room a few more times before facing Kimi again that was now waiting for you by the door. You walked out, him closing the door behind you, you two were now standing face to face again with the hum of the central air conditioning above you both, filling in the silence in the air "I guess- um- Can i get your number? And maybe Instagram? You know so we could stay in touch" you nod quickly at him and typed in your username and phone number on his phone. You swore you could hear your heart thrumming in your ear.

You gave him back his phone, heard George yell at you again from the other side of the hallway, and told him to text you or DM you once he's at the airport which he responds with only a quick nod and thumbs up, you could see his ears turn red again and you could feel yours do the same as you run towards your brother.

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Those 2 weeks turns into several months.

With you going back to college again you didn't have any much time to go to races anymore.

But you did still have time to answer phone calls and text messages though. Specifically from Kimi..and George too of course.

One time while you were on video call with Kimi, you saw your brother behind him staring at you quietly. You immediately stopped talking and gave Kimi and tight lip smile, he was confused until he turned around and saw his teammate staring at him with those lazer blue eyes.

Kimi then explained to him that the two of you were just friends and that you're discussing something about aerodynamics and college stuff.

The 'just friends' part didn't tasted good in Kimi's mouth, he doesn't know why.

But then you finally came back to the racing world. Stepping into the paddock with your brother beside you, surrounded by fans, bodyguards and paparazzis became the norm to you. You always have to look presentable for the sake of your brother's reputation, which you didn't mind.

The engineers had greeted you, asking you about your college life and how it feels to be back.

Then you saw Kimi.

You ran away from George's side to greet him with a hug which he returned. God you missed him and he missed you. Yet the two of you still don't know what your relationship actually is.

You finally let go from his grip to take a good look at the boy, his grin wide on his face qnd you swore you could see his brown eyes twinkling like stars "Good luck on today's qualifying, I'll pray for both of you to get a double podium and pile position" he chuckles and shakes his head at your statement "Don't say that, we just need your luck" he meant that he himself needed it.

And your statement came true, both your brother and Kimi got pole position and the team was celebrating again.

This time the celebration was held over dinner, Toto had insisted to pay.

The dinner was held in some kind of fancy restaurant that you don't even care to the name of. You arrive with George and the two of you were immediately escorted to the private VIP room that Toto had booked for the team. The two of you sat near Toto and Susie Wolff, you beside Susie and George across from you and beside Toto. Then you heard the door open again, Kimi had arrived with Fred behind him. He looked around the room for a moment until he locked his eyes on yours.

He felt his breath hitch, you looked beautiful in that dress of yours, and the only thing that you did to him was smile and wave for him to come over and sit right next to your brother. Both Kimi and Fred sat down, being greeted by Toto and George with big smiles.

The dinner party started with a few speeches and toasts, congratulating the drivers, and then the team, and wishing for the best when Sunday comes, after that all of you started to dig into your meals.

You couldn't help but steal a few glances at Kimi who was conversing with George. You wanted to talk to him but it was impossible since he wasn't sitting across from you, then again you didn't want anyone to raise any questions on what your connections are. Now why are you so worried about people asking what your relationship is with him? that you do not know.

Susie sees you staring a little too long at Kimi and decided to nudge your shoulder. Your thoughts were interrupted as you looked at the older woman beside you, she gives you a knowing look "You and Kimi huh?" You blush and shook your head "Oh- no no, we're just friends" you gave her a small smile but she rolls her eyes playfully. You felt her scooting over closer to you "You know that he likes you twice the same right?" She says in a whisper "No way, we just met a few months ago and he probably has his eyes on another girl" you whisper back which made Susie pinch your arm softly "You don't think I don't notice how he would stare at you longer than you would stare at him?"

She gestures for you to look at where he sat, and she was absolutely right. Kimi was staring at you, but when he realised that you and Susie was staring at him back he quickly looked away and pretended to star at his food.

You felt yourself blush even deeper and Susie could only giggle at your reaction.

From lingering touches and stealing glances and awkward silences that were practically torture, Kimi had decided to finally try and ask you out on a date...sort of.

The race week was finally over and so you had started to go to college again.

Your friends had asked you about the races like usual, asked if you got the autographs that you had promised to get for them, and giving them the souvenirs that you brought from your travels.

George had picked you up from your uni in his usual expensive mercedes car, waiting for you with windows rolled down and him with his sunglasses. You rolled your eyes at this because his car was vaguely surrounded by male students who were enthusiasts of said sports car. He finally got out of the vehicle and opened the passenger seat for you to come in "What a true gentleman" you say with a sarcastic tone which made George nudge you playfully.

As the two of you drive, you notice that George wasn't driving you back to his apartment "Where are we going?" You give his a questioning look, his eyes were stuck to the road "You'll see" he tells you with that specific tone that you know he's about to surprise you with something. You could only smile at him and didn't question him any further.

He stops the car outside of a café "Someone wants to meet you inside," as you were about to protest and tell him you didn't wanted to go on another blind date he cuts you off "It's someone that you've been flirting with for the past months and I'm sick and tired with all of the tension the two of you have built in every race so you better get in there and have the time of your life" was he talking about..Kimi? "Also," he adds "If he EVER does anything to you, tell me and I will make sure he couldn't attend another race week" "George!" He laughs "I'm kidding!, now get out of my car".

You gave him a quick hug and a thankyou and stepped out of the car. You went inside the café, the smell of coffee and tea filled your nose giving you a comforting feeling as you embraced your surroundings.

You then set your eyes on the boy that you were supposed to meet up with. Kimi sat on one of the sofa seated tables in the corner, waiting patiently for you with two cup of teas on the table. He remembers that you like tea.

You begin to walk towards him with a smile on your face. He notices you and began to nonchalantly fix his shirt and hair. You sat beside him and for a moment none of you talked, but the tension wasn't awkward, just knowing. "I have..so many questions for you-" he cuts you off "Heh i know..but i wanted this to be a surprise visit so, surprise? I guess?" You laugh at the goofy gesture he made with his hands as if he was throwing confetti in the air "So you decided to message my brother instead of me to ask me out on a date?" He shrugs "Yes, well I called him and I got his blessing so-" you laughed harder at this, which made Kimi smile widely.

You told him he shouldn't go flying to Monaco just to see you but he made an excuse that he also wanted to visit Ollie while he was here. He then told stories about his hometown, Bologna. He tells you about the variations of pasta he would eat almost everyday, the Christmas movies that he would like to watch with his family and little sister. You tell him about how you lived in a farm, and that you had spent your whole life tending to crops and animals with George. Kimi was shocked at this, he never knew that his teammate was a farmer. You joked that your brother was an aura farmer and he laughed so child like that it made your heart skip a beat.

Hours go by, and the two of you weren't even bothered to know that it had already went dark outside. Your teas were left cold, a few sips and there but the cups were never truely empty. Both of you were so focused in the small conversations that the two of you are having that nothing else matters in that moment.

Kimi had finally checked the time in his phone "Ah, it's already 5PM" he offered to take you back to George's apartment, you asked how and he told you he had rented a car for the week he will be having here in Monaco. He pushes the door open for you to walk out as he follows behind you.

The chilly night air hits your skin making you shiver. Kimi notices and shrugs off his jacket and throws it around your shoulder "You could get cold-" "I'll be fine, you can keep it if you want" he nervously said and he was glad that you accepted his offer. The two of you walked to the car that he had parked on the side of the road, continuing the conversation that you had back inside the café.

On the drive to your brother's apartment, none of you dared to speak. The silence was taken over by the music softly playing on the radio. The lights fly past you as you look out the window to the busy streets of Monaco. Kimi spared a glimpse at you on the corner of his eye, how you looked so beautiful and calm that ge might just stop the car and kiss you.

He finally stopped the car in front of the apartment building, it was much bigger and way more fancier than he thought it would be. You didn't step out of the car yet, wanting to embrace your only time with Kimi just a little more before leaving.

He looks at you and he was shocked that you were already looking at him with expecting eyes. He knew what you wanted. He finally took in your features, the way the light from outside reflects in your eyes, the way your hair falls around you face, and he finally took in the shape of your lips. He felt like he couldn't breathe.

"I," he started "I'm glad that you came" you smile "Well, it wasn't like I had any other choice. George literally drove me there" the two of you giggle.

Silence.

You begin to speak up again "So..are we?.." Kimi nods "Yeah, I guess we are" he awkwardly scratches his neck which made you laugh a little "What??" He lets out a breathy laugh.

His mind was racing, he could hear his heart pounding in his ears.

He gently grabs your cheek, his palm felt warm as you leaned into his touch. His thumb then caresses your lips which made you feel goosebumps coming up your skin. Your cheeks and ear were fully red, same as his.

He finally leans closer to you. First your noses touched, trying to take in the moment. Then finally he leans his lips forward-

You heard a knock on the window of the passenger seat. You and Kimi quickly pulled away and looked at the window.

It was George.

Leaning over the stupid car with his stupidly tall frame with a tight lip smile on his face, his blue eyes gazing into yours. He gestures to you to roll the windows down, which you did. You glared at him and Kimi could only shift awkwardly in his seat "What!?" You ask your brother which made him laugh and shake his head "Nothing- hah! Nothing..get out of the car will you?"

You rolled your eyes as Kimi unlocks the car for you to step out. George closes the car door shut again, leaning down the car again to meet Kimi all flushed and red "Thanks for bringing her home mate..and we should talk about what you were going to do with my sister-" "GEORGE!" you try to drag him away from the car as you struggle to push him back into the apartment lobby. And somehow, you succeeded.

You walked back to Kimi's car, this time you stand beside where Kimi was. You leaned inside the car and gave Kimi the kiss he deserves, even though it was only a small peck on the lips. He smiles widely at this "Thankyou bella" you grin at his words "Does that mean, beautiful?" He shrugs his shoulders and kisses your cheek "Well you better get in or else George will kill me" you gave Kimi your final goodbye, and walked back to the apartment building where George was standing with a wide smile on his face.

There's going to be a lot of questions and teasing from him tonight, but I guess it's the price you get for going out in a date with his teammate.

Which of course, you would never forget.

End.

A/N : to me the ending sucks and I'm sorry if it doesn't make any sense but I had so much fun writing this! I've never felt so excited to write something and I adore it.

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