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GP: Max, What did I tell you?

Max: *Sighs* Don't fuck Leclerc on the Horner desk…

GP: And what did you do?

Max: ... I fucked Charles on the Horner desk

GP:

Max: After years of knowing me, you should know that I don't listen well

Softer, Harder, In between. 　　— 　　LN4

Summary 　— 　 When y/n fewtrell confesses to her brother’s best-friend after another failed raya date then he walks out, what will she and Lando do about the fallout?

Word count　— 　 775

Warnings 　— 　 Mild angst i suppose? emotional cheating but they also weren’t tg so… hm

“God. i’ll never find anyone, its hopeless” Lando groaned as he flopped onto Y/n’s freshly arranged sofa.

But instead of the usual pep talk or sympathetic conversations he was used to, he was greeted by silence. Not awkward silence, but silence that was thick with words unspoken.

Y/n’s eyes stayed set on him, his black dress shirt unbuttoned slightly, jeans baggy around his ankles.

“Like- every time i think someone is interested in me, it never works out!” He whines into a throw pillow, Y/n rolls her eyes.

That continues for a further 30 minutes until Lando finally takes a breath, his head looking up from the pillow — confused.

His eyebrows knit together as he finally looks at his best friend’s sister, like he’s really seeing her after so many years.

“Woah! what’s that look for you muppet?” He laughs, and then he stops; sitting up properly the pillow he was just ranting into discarded to the side of the foot rest.

She still doesn’t speak, her anger ever present on her face, truthfully — She isn’t even sure if she can answer him.

Finally — she does, the words come flowing out like a waterfall.

“Fucking christ Lando! i’m right in front of you. I have been there constantly waiting for you to notice me, to see me as more than just Max’s sister, the one you can vent to when the next blonde model from raya doesn’t want to suck your dick!!” She all but shouts, tears streaking down her cheeks in tracks that become stained by mascara.

And now Lando is the speechless one, his eyes wide with shock, his mouth agape with shock; maybe awe.

But Y/n doesn’t stop, the words keep on falling out of her mouth over and over until she loses her breath.

“Every time something goes wrong, you show up at my doorstep. Like i can fix your problems, Like i haven’t been here running around like a headless fucking chicken catering to you to get you to notice me, and every time i think i’m getting somewhere you leave me standing about like a bloody don’t know what!” She’s sobbing now, the tears falling in thicker streams, saliva collecting at the corners of her lips, her hands flying animatedly.

But Lando doesn’t say anything, instead, he stands up, slips his shoes on and leaves — and Y/n sits there, not knowing if this is her fault or his.

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ynsdiary　wtf is my life right now

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pietra.pilao　oh y/n/n what happened?? text me, ASAP.　♡ by author

yourbsf　oh bb he ain’t shit..　♡ by author

frankie_fewtrell　christ y/n/n,, me and p are on our way　♡ by author

texts between pietra and y/n

three weeks later

Y/n hasn’t heard a peep from Lando, he’s still posting on instagram like nothing ever happened that night, then she sees it; a paparazzi sighting of him and a model she can barely see, but she’s blonde, unlike herself.

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f1gossipsxo　Lando Norris spotted getting cosy with Margarida Corceiro in Ibiza!

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user45　this is low, even for Lando.

user10　wdym? user45

user45　basically a few weeks ago, Y/n fewtrell unfollowed Lando on insta and on a stream that Max F. did, he nearly let it slip that something happened and its been common knowledge that Y/n has had such a big crush on Lando since karting.　♡ by author

pietra.pilao　wtf.　♡ by author

imrebbcad　oh hell no.　♡ by author

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With a deep sigh, she pushes herself up from the couch, pulling on an outfit she doesn’t think too deeply about before grabbing her keys.

If Lando wasn’t going to speak to her, she’d speak to his former teammate, Carlos.

By the time she arrives at the Baku paddock, the air around her is alive — a simple outfit matching Williams colours instead of papaya, she knows it’ll stir gossip, and maybe right now, that’s what she wants.

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Carlos and the engineers greet her at the entrance with a hug, the warmth of the garage was almost unusual compared to McLaren.

Then George runs in, an almost fearful look on his face as he spots Y/n in the back of the garage, Williams headphones looped around her neck.

“Y/n, you need to hide. Like, now.” George sputters, his team shirt blowing in the wind.

“What?” She laughs nervously, taking in how worried George looks, she speaks again; but then she hears him — Lando.

A sigh escapes her as she walks to the front of the garage, her demeanour confident.

“Lando.” She says, her brows furrowed close on her forehead.

“Y/n- shit, i-“ “Don’t start, she’s with you here — so why do you care?” Y/n bites, her words laced with venom.

“You don’t- she’s not anything I-“ Lando stumbles over his words like his brain is moving faster than his mouth is.

“You don’t get to leave when i spill everything i said to you that i’ve felt since i was 10 and then come back as soon as I’m in another garage, you don’t get to do that!” Her voices raises, shrill and full of anger.

“Please just- meet me tonight and i’ll, i’ll explain it all.” Lando practically begs, his voice softer than it was before.

“I’ll think about it.” She mumbles, taking the napkin with an address scribbled on it, she doesn’t know if she’ll go, not yet, but maybe she will.