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[lxndxnorris]

ring pop | l. norris

pairing: lando norris x singer!reader word count: 2k words prompt: letter i: invitation. from this christmas alphabet prompt list. warnings: language,time jumps. a/n: day nine! i accidentally deleted the first draft of this so i had to try my best to remember as much as i could. my askbox is always open for requests (my main focus this month will be this prompt list, but pls don't send reqs for those, i've already got my plan!), currently the only drivers i write for are lando, mick, pierre, charles and george.

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@(y/n)(y/l/n) started following you.

the young brit's eyes nearly popped out of his head when he saw the notification on his phone. he'd been proclaiming his undying love and infatuation for the singer since his twitch chat asked him if he met her the first time she attended an f1 race.

he didn't get to meet her that weekend, and everyone had to deal with an extremely annoyed and pouty lando for the next few weeks.

the media loved to bring that subject up every chance they could, asking him if he'd already slid into her dms and asking her if she'd ever accept going out with him.

the game going on in the stream became noise in the background as lando stared at his phone. the people watching the stream noticed, of course, how lando's character kept dying each time the game restarted because he wasn't paying attention to it.

he took a screenshot of the notification, sending it to max. he made up some excuse and let his friends and the rest of the stream know he had to go.

he was looking at her profile, scrolling through the pictures, he'd already liked and left a comment with a white heart on all of them. he decided to post the screenshot he took to instagram.

'i've got the ring ready, guys.' he captioned the photo and posted it to his stories, tagging her.

a few weeks later, she was getting ready to go on 'the tonight show' to promote her one-night-only christmas concert in new york. she glanced at her phone, opening instagram and clicking on the message icon. she couldn't help but sigh, she thought she'd gotten a message by now, but nothing from the young mclaren driver.

a knock on the dressing room door let her know it was time to go do the interview. backstage, her makeup artist touched up the shine on her nose as she heard the host introducing her, she was described as the best new artist of the generation.

it felt surreal, to think about how much her life had changed in the past year and a half, one day she was uploading her covers or her own music on social media, then her songs went viral. and everything turned upside down, for the better.

"so, (y/n), i wanted to ask you... when you were here a couple of months ago we, we talked about your love of formula one," jimmy said and she nodded, a small knot in her stomach forming as she already knew where this was going. "we also talked about a certain driver's very vocal uh- how do i say this... love? crush on you," the host said as a small smile appeared on her face.

"yep, mr. norris," she nodded as a picture of lando appeared in the tiny screen in front of her that showed what the audience were seeing. "there he is," she laughed.

"glad we're on the same page here. now, last time you were here we knew that lando followed you on social media, and you didn't," he continued, she nodded along to what he was saying. "but that changed a couple of days ago, didn't it?" he finished, looking at her with a raised eyebrow.

"i don't know, you tell me," she laughed. "you seem to be pretty well informed about everything," she joked, looking at the audience as they laughed as well. "but to answer your question, yes, i realized that i followed almost every driver on the grid except him, so i decided to change that." she explained, straightening the skirt of the dress she wore to avoid letting her anxiety show. "simple as that," she finished.

"is it, though?" jimmy asked. "we noticed he posted a photo with the text, uh, that read 'got the ring ready'." the audience roared and clapped as you watched the story that made your heart leap out of your chest. "any updates on that? your finger looks pretty empty there," he smiled as you both looked down at your hand. you lifted it up to the cameras with a smile.

"it does, doesn't it?" you grinned. "no, i'm kidding, i'm joking. honestly i haven't met him yet, but i think he seems really funny and down to earth, and that's not something that you find a lot these days, you know? especially with being in the public eye a lot," she said as screenshots of tweets where they each talked about the other, but never actually interacted, were shown on the screen.

lando took a selfie. the picture showed a smiling lando, holding a red ring pop as the tv next to him showed a paused frame of (y/n) showing her left hand and smiling. this time, he posted the photo to his timeline instead of his stories, with the caption:

'@(y/n)(y/l/n) i didn't know what flavor you liked... hopefully cherry's okay!' @(y/n)(y/l/n) commented: it's perfect.

on december 20th, (y/n) had finally had enough. her concert was in just three days and since she followed lando on social media, she waited for him to send her a message, then she'd invite him to her concert. but that never happened. no bigger interaction other than a mentioned in a tweet or story, and that frustrated her.

pulling up her big girl pants, she grabbed her phone and after minutes of typing and about five discarded drafts, she sent her message.

'hey! i know the holidays are right around the corner, but i'm having a concert in new york on the 23rd and i want to know if u wanted to come.'

lando stared at his phone, eyes and mouth wide open. he was thankful that he was alone and no one could see him like that, smiling like an idiot as he read over and over again the words she sent his way.

she watched the bubbles appear and disappear about a dozen times, her heartbeat raced each time he began typing a message only to delete it all and begin again seconds later.

'it's fine if u don't want to! it's so soon and i totally get if u already have plans or something.'

she put her phone on do not disturb and went to sleep. meanwhile, lando was in the car with carlos on their way to the golf course, debating with him on what to answer.

"just tell her you want to go! and the sooner you do it the faster you can get her number and ask her out," the older man said as he parked the car.

"i can't just tell her that, i'll look desperate!" lando got out of the car and grabbed his bag with the golf clubs. carlos looked at him with a serious expression.

"have you looked at yourself in the mirror lately?" he asked as lando rolled his eyes, his phone screen was on, with the chat with her opened.

"shut up. i have to reply soon and tell her i do want to go before she thinks i'm not interested in her. i just don't know how to." he scrunched his nose.

he moved his thumb, that was resting on top of the screen, and felt a small vibration as he moved. he panicked instantly, looking at the message he accidentally sent.

"shit, shit, shit," he muttered as he realized he'd accidentally recorded his conversation and sent it as a message to her.

"what?" carlos asked as lando pressed play. they both listener to their previous conversation, an amused smile on carlos' face. "oh, you fucked up," he laughed as he left his friend in the middle of a crisis.

"i'm so sorry you heard that, i promise i didn't mean to send it, it was an accident. oh, my god, and i'm sorry i didn't answer sooner... time difference, you know?" lando recorded another message, cursing himself. "but to answer your question, i... i would love to go, honestly. i- i was actually looking for tickets but they were all sold out," he chuckled. "so, yes. my answer is yes. i'll see you in new york,"

to say she felt nervous would be the understatement of the year. she loved performing, even more, doing so in front of hundreds of people who were all there to see her. it was something so out of this world, to have people willing to spend a night so close to the holidays away from their families, or sometimes make her a part of their holidays by going to her concert with the rest of their families.

but the butterflies in her stomach were for a different reason. for one person in particular. a young brit that was waiting for her backstage. lando kept his hands inside of his jacket pockets, his fingers played together as he waited expectantly.

she opened her dressing room door a bit, startling the mclaren driver. their eyes met, shy smiles on their faces. it was their first time really getting to know each other in person, after countless interactions online.

"h-hi," lando said, feeling his chest tightening. there she was.

"hey, it's great to finally meet you," she answered, feeling the familiar butterflies she felt whenever they spoke. there he was.

"you look beautiful," he looked down at her silver dress, it had sparkly sequins and small encrusted crystals.

"thanks, i've still got to do my hair, but," she shrugged.

"oh, then i'll be going now, don't want to waste your time," he said as he straightened his back and got ready to go to his seat, but she shook her head.

"no, please. why don't you stay while i finish getting ready? we can talk, we've had many online interactions but maybe we can get to know each other a bit more," she bit her lip, her eyes flying down to his lips as she noticed he was smiling again.

there was undeniable chemistry, tension. she could not stop glancing his way as the music played. the night slipped by as she sang her own original songs and covers of classic christmas tunes in front of the most amazing crowd. as she finished one song, her piano was being lifted behind her. she smiled to the crowd as she sat in front of the piano, playing the intro of 'last christmas'.

it was a sad, but hopeful song, about heartbreak and choosing the right person to love. and as she sang about giving her heart to someone special, her eyes fluttered to him. to lando, as he sat with his hands in his pockets, his fingers around the small plastic package.

the sight of her leaning over the piano, back slightly hunched so she could reach the microphone, the lights reflecting the crystals on her dress, making it look like she was shining from the inside out, what a heavenly sight.

she was scooped away for pictures and interviews after the concert, not giving her a chance to speak to lando as a lot of other people demanded her attention at that moment. she saw him waving, saying goodbye. she couldn't even wave back before someone grabbed her hand and led her somewhere else.

she stepped out of the shower with a bathrobe around her body. she was drying her face when she heard a knock on her hotel room door. she frowned, she wasn't expecting any visits, and no one from her team had messaged her.

carefully, she opened the door a tiny bit, peeking her head through the small gap. her heart stopped, she opened the door wide.

"what are you doing here?" she asked, crossing her arms over her chest as she bit her lip to prevent her from smiling.

"i have something for you," lando said as he leaned against the wall behind him, she copied him, leaning against the door frame.

"what is it?" she raised an eyebrow. a part of her couldn't believe that he was actually there, at her hotel. she'd thought that the moment the concert ended he'd taken a plane home. she liked that she was wrong.

"you said you liked cherry, so," he smirked as he pulled out a package with a cherry-flavored ring pop inside. she hid her face in her hands, laughing with him.

"i also said it was perfect," she reminded him. "it's late, you shouldn't be out this time of the night," she bit her lip.

"is that an invitation to stay the night?" he asked.

"come in and find out."

[lxndxnorris]

Lando Norris fic writers pt. 2!

Sooo,,, I could only tag 50 writers on the first list so here’s a continuation!

here’s the main list of writers for lando

Lando Norris x OC/Reader

@aereres

@englishfairylights

@f1fanforlife18

@formulachar

@keepy-uppy

@laurasstufff1

@leealarry

@lovebynorth

@lxndxnorris

@mclarenmuppet

@norrisxfewtrell

@pierrespandas

@theonly1outof-a-billion

@tiredbuthappy

@turningxstrange

@valentina-isabella

@vikasus

@welld0nebaku

p.s. if y’all have more writers that i could add to the list, go ahead and throw em at me! i’ll make sure to add them! have a great day! <33

[lxndxnorris]

Make things right. [L.N]

Part 2 of ¨I only wanted to help¨

Hello everyone! sorry for taking so long to write this. I had a writer's block and didn't know what direction I wanted to take the story. But it's here now. I hope you enjoy it!

Part 1 Part 2

Summary: Lando suffers with the consequences of his words and tries to make things right.  Word count: 3.3 K. Warning: Some swear words. A bit of angst and miscommunication at the beginning.  Too much fluff. Lando and Y/N being cuties.

Y/N's POV:

"Hi... I... ammm first of all I want to say once again that I'm so sorry. I know I said some really awful things and I regret them." A heavy sigh is heard "I know this doesn't fix things, but I needed to say it again. These last few days I've tried to give you some space, but tomorrow..." he clears his throat "Tomorrow our flight is supposed to leave, and I don't know if.... well, I don't know if you still wanna go with me" he pauses " Actually, I would like to sort things out before we leave, and I totally understand if you don't want to go or if you just don't want to go with me.... ¨ he started to ramble ¨just... please call me. So yeah... I just wanted to say that. I miss you so much.... and I want you to know that I love you. So much." ¨end of message¨ informed the recorder.  I closed my eyes and wiped away the small tear that slipped down my cheek. I had completely forgotten about the trip to America. We were supposed to take a few days off in New York after the Grand Prix.

Two days had passed since the incident at his house. He was right. I needed time and space to think things out. To avoid making rash decisions without considering things first. Of course, Lando had tried to communicate with me. Calls, messages, he even came to my flat one day. I even got a message from Charlotte asking if I was okay. For some reason he thought I'd be at her place.

The ringing of my phone snaps me out of my thoughts. I frowned as I saw that Jon was calling me. Jon never called me. We didn't have much in common other than a certain green-eyed boy. So, a thousand questions flooded through my head, was everything okay? did something happen to Lando? wasn't he supposed to be playing golf with Max?

I answered quickly ¨ Jon? is everything alright? ¨ I heard incomprehensible mumbling in the background. Which made me frown harder. Maybe he dialed by accident, I thought. I was about to hang up when "Y/N! ¨ ¨Hi Jon, is everything fine? ¨ I asked again ¨ Yeah, sure, everything is fine¨ he answered and kept silent ¨Great¨ I answered, and an uncomfortable silence was created. ¨Can I help you with anything? ¨ I tried to ease the tension of the call. He sighs ¨Look... I know it's none of my business and I shouldn't mention anything... it's just that... Lando is my friend and he doesn´t seem to be fine these days. I'm not trying to defend him, by any means. I know he has earned it. The problem is that he's not... he's not focused, and it shows in his training. Oh god that sounded awful! I don't want to make you feel guilty or anything just... could you talk to him? That would calm him down a bit. He's genuinely sorry¨ I closed my eyes and sighed ¨You're right... it's none of your business¨ I tried to say in the nicest way ¨I'm going to think about it, okey? ¨ ¨Of course¨ he said quickly ¨ The house looks great by the way!... yeah, today is not my day. Well... see you Y/N¨ ¨See ya Jon¨. As I ended the call, I noticed the time 9:22 am. It was going to be quite a long day.

Lando´s POV:

¨Seriously? The house looks great? Did you have to mention that? ¨ I brought my hands to my face in frustration ¨ hey mate! I tried to do you a favor. You know she doesn't like me much. Besides why didn't you tell Max? She would listen to him¨ I let out a grumpy snort ¨because Max said he didn't want to take anyone's side and that if he did it would be hers. So, he's not going to help me," I said in frustration.

Jon raised an eyebrow. ¨I'm sorry...it's just...what if she doesn't forgive me? ¨ I tried to ignore the lump that formed in my throat as I let my thoughts out. They had been going around my mind since that night. ¨Then you'll have to respect her decision¨ Jon placed his hand on my shoulder trying to cheer me up ¨Don't overthink things. You're not in that position yet. Don't make up scenarios that may not even happen. Rather work on how to deal with your frustration and anger, that would be more helpful in your relationship" I looked down at the grass "if I'm still in a relationship" I mumbled, and Jon rolled his eyes. I nodded, "Okay, you're right¨ ¨I always am. Now, just because you're miserable doesn't mean you're going to get out of training today. I saw the lasagna in the fridge. ¨ I grunted in annoyance.

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¨Landoooooo¨ Max runs out of the house to the backyard, where we are. I stop what I'm doing and turn to look at him ¨ what? ¨ Jon shakes his head with disagreement ¨ I think you're in trouble¨ he smiles ironically and hands me my phone ¨ what are you talking about, mate? ¨ 3 missed calls and 5 messages from Charlotte. ¨Oh shit" I stand up quickly from the grass and dial on her contact. ¨Finally!" Charlotte shouts in my ear. ¨What's going on? The press again? I blurt out the first thing that comes to my mind. ¨You're not going to like what I'm going to say," she says in a concerned tone, "then don't mention it," I try to joke to lighten the mood. Besides the fact that I never know how to act in these situations. She sighs, "I'm just going to say it straight away... Y/N called to cancel her flight. As I process her words I feel as if someone has punched me in the stomach. ¨She what?" I say incredulously "Y/N called and canc... ¨ I interrupt her "Yes, I heard the first time, thanks for letting me know...I... just...I'll call you back" I cut the call without letting Charlotte answer.

I went back to Jon and Max. ¨All done, where did we leave off? ¨ I try to act as normally as possible, so they don't ask any questions. ¨Everything is fine? ¨ Max says not quite buying my act. I nod my head ¨something about some interviews¨ I lie and beg that he believed me this time. ¨ Okay" he says not fully convinced and turns around.

Y/N´s POV:

I press save and close the laptop for good, realizing that I won't be able to focus today. There is a lot in my mind right now. I know that cancelling the flight without even talking to Lando was impulsive. I knew I was going to hurt him somehow with my actions. So, I pick up my phone and search for his chat. I read his last messages, and this makes me close my eyes and take a big breath. I start typing, but I immediately delete it. I take a few seconds to consider. Yes, we definitely needed to talk. Also, I knew that his anxiety would distract him all weekend and McLaren wouldn't be too happy about it.

Y/N: Could we talk today?

I sigh and press send. His reply doesn't take long.

My muppet <3: Please. I'm dying to see you.

Y/N: At the usual?

I hate that our conversation is so monotonous right now. He appears to be writing and after a few seconds it stops.

Y/N: Or we could go to a café.

I write after a few minutes without a reply.

My muppet <3: I haven't finished packing yet. You could come to mine...

I sigh and can't help but reproach him.

Y/N: I thought you didn't like me being in your place.

My muppet <3: Love... please.

My muppet <3: Plus, Max would love to see you.

A small smile slips on my face at his attempt to convince me. But then I remember why we were in this situation.

Y/N: Al right.

I consider the conversation over and grab my car keys. Another thing I hate, having to drive.

 Lando´s POV:

I pace around my room trying to control my nerves and think what I'm going to say. Sure, I know that I need to apologize and be honest. Except that talking about my feelings with others is difficult for me. I jump a little when I hear a knock on my door. I bring my hand to my heart. ¨Mate, you scare the shit out of me. ¨ ¨Sorry, I just wanted to check if you are okay, you seem a little anxious since Charlotte called. ¨ I bite my lip and look down at the floor "Y/N cancelled her flight. ¨ ¨Ohhh...¨ Max bites his lip and looks away.

It is at that moment that I realize he is hiding something. ¨What?" I said frightened. ¨Nothing," he answers still without looking at me. I raised an eyebrow "I know you know something, just spit it out. ¨ He closes his eyes for a moment. "I'm only telling you because you' re both my friends and I hate seeing you like this. It's something that's been bothering her for the past few weeks and the two of you are just the same, stubborn. You prefer to keep things to yourself rather than talk about it and suffer for it. Actually… she is worried about the trip. She thinks it's too expensive and doesn't want it to seem like she's taking advantage of you in any way. She has a hard time going to the races because she knows it's not cheap. The flights, the accommodation, the food. And if you add to that going on holidays to one of the most expensive cities in the world... well... she's not comfortable with it. I guess cleaning the house was a way of giving you a little bit of what you give her. At least Y/N sees it from that perspective. ¨ Max lets out a sigh. ¨I'm just... trying to get you to see her perspective. I know money has never been an issue for you, but for her it's different. I don't really know if that's why she cancelled the flight or if it was because of the fight, but I think it's something you should know. ¨

Max pats me on the shoulder and leaves me alone to process his words for a few minutes. I never considered that she could feel that way. And in some strange way it makes me love her even more. Knowing that she's really with me for the person I am and not for being ¨Lando Norris, Formula 1 driver. ¨ And at the same time it makes me even more frustrated and annoyed with myself.

My thoughts are disturbed when the doorbell rings. My heart accelerates and skips a beat. I am extremely scared of what might happen in the next couple of minutes. Our conversation could leave me in two totally opposite moods: feeling like the happiest person in the world or ending up heartbroken. I take a big breath and leave my room. As I walk down the stairs, I hear some whispers. ¨Hello" I say with a half-smile and look at the only person I care about at this precise moment.

 Y/N´s POV:

I pull away from Max's embrace. I turn and face him for the first time since the fight. When his gaze meets mine, I feel something completely new, something I have never felt before in my life. I always thought it was something that only occurred in romantic movies. Something that could only happen with special effects and a written script. However, at that very precise moment it dawned on me that it can actually happen. How with just one glance from THAT person, time can stop for a moment and everything around us turns invisible. I can't help myself but blush and let out a shy smile. It takes me a few seconds to realize our situation and look away.

Max clears his throat. ¨Well... I have to go out for a while... I'm meeting with... ammm Ria¨ he says as he grabs his wallet and keys ¨Don't mess this up¨ he says directly to Lando with a threatening tone. ¨Everything will be fine¨ he whispers as he walks past me and out through that door that doesn't bring back pleasant memories. ¨Do you wanna sit down? ¨ Lando mentions to break the uncomfortable silence. ¨Did you finish packing? ¨ I raise an eyebrow. I can't help but worry about him. Our friends often make fun of the fact that sometimes I look more like his mother than his girlfriend. ¨ No? ¨ he says more in a questioning way. I nod and head towards the stairs. ¨What are you doing? ¨ he asks confused. ¨I think it would be easier to speak in your room while you're packing. ¨

I take a seat on his bed and start playing with the fingers on my hands. It's a tic I get when I'm really nervous. ¨I had a speech prepared and everything... but I've forgotten all about it. ¨ Lando tries to joke. I let out a grimace and he keep talking, "I want to start by apologizing. I know that the way I acted is unjustifiable. I should have never treated you or spoken to you in that way. Much less insult you. As I said my actions have no justification. Only that that day I was very stressed and tired, and I shouldn't have taken it all out on you. ¨ He sits beside me and takes my hand carefully. Afraid that I will reject him. God, I've missed his touch these days, and that´s why I don’t remove it.

¨I get that... it's just... it's not the first time you've acted that way towards me. I understand that your job is very stressful and... I just... I feel like we keep repeating this conversation over and over again. And we get nowhere. ¨ I let out what has been on my mind for the last couple of days. ¨I know. But I swear that I' m already working on them. Jon is helping me and... I truly want to be better. Learn to control my emotions because you deserve the best version of me. Will you give me another opportunity? ¨ I consider his words for a few seconds and nod. ¨Can I hug you? Lando asks shyly. I open my arms and he throws himself at me. I can feel him squeeze me tightly and I'm out of breath for a couple of seconds. When he separates, I carry on with our conversation.

¨Really... do you seriously believe that I spend a lot of time at your place? Because I've never liked being a clingy person and if that really bothers you, I can come over less or I don't know... see you somewhere else or wait until... ¨ I quickly start to speak and Lando stops me ¨ wow wow wow wow... wait... no, I never thought that. I just... I have a hard time expressing myself, but... okay... I'll try. Thanks to my working environment. There are a limited number of things in my life over which I can have control. My house is one of them and I don't know... I know it was a lovely gesture and I really appreciate it. The house was a mess, but... it was my mess, you know? And I don't know... I guess it just took me by surprise. And I'm not blaming you, far from it. I just kind of liked having that stability. Still, the way I expressed myself was not appropriate and I'm sorry, I know I should talk about this with you instead of keeping it to myself and snap. ¨ he lets out his characteristic nervous laugh. ¨I perfectly understand and... I know that I should have asked you before doing it and touching all your stuff without permission. It's just that you always complained because it was a mess, and you didn't have time to clean up. I guess I misunderstood. ¨ I turn to look him in the eye and for the first time in two days I let out a real smile. ¨I missed you too much," Lando says and then pouts. I can't help but laugh and this time it's me who jumps on him to hug him. ¨I missed you more, like you have no idea. ¨

We stay in the same position for a while. In complete silence and just enjoying each other's company. Lando leaves a kiss on my cheek. Then he breaks from our embrace and clears his throat.  I frown at him, seeing the change in his mood. He is dead serious. ¨What's wrong? ¨ I say worried. ¨Max told me why you cancelled your flight," he says in a calm voice. ¨Oh...¨ I look down and let out a deep sigh. His hand grabs my chin, and he lifts my gaze. He gives me a smile and his thumb slowly stroke my cheek. ¨Why didn't you tell me you felt this way? ¨ I close my eyes for a moment. ¨I wanted to tell you for real... but I didn't know how to approach the subject. Whenever I tried to mention something about it you always told me that you would take care of it and... I didn't want you to feel like I was taking any advantage of you or your name or your money... I just... this subject has always been complicated for me. I'm sorry for cancelling the flight without any explanation just... I didn't want you to end up paying for the holiday like you do with everything else. But I also didn't want you to cancel something because of me. I know how excited you were about going to New York, and I didn't want to ruin your holiday by stressing about the costs of everything. And maybe it sounds silly to you, but I just didn't feel comfortable, and I guess I used the fight as an excuse. Forgive me. ¨

He holds my hand tightly "It doesn't sound silly. If that' s how you feel I'll never find it silly. There´s nothing to forgive you about. Now… about New York... I wasn't excited to spend a few days in a strange city, I was excited to spend a few days alone with you... so fuck off New York. Just... next time tell me how you are feeling. When Charlotte called me and told me you canceled the flight I nearly died," he says dramatically. ¨Hey!" I can't help but laugh and punch him in the arm. ¨No, for real, I thought you were breaking up with me or something like that. You really worried me," I smiled mischievously. ¨Well... now that you´re talking about it...¨ ¨Don't you dare" he accuses me with his finger. ¨I´m kidding," I say and then I sit on his lap. I wrap my arms around his neck and move slightly towards his lips. First, I stare into his eyes and then lower my gaze to his lips. I watch as he bites his lip and I return my gaze. I move closer and our lips brush. When they are about to connect, I murmur, "You should finish packing" and pull away a little. Lando lets out a groan, "Fuck packing," he says, and our lips connect for the first time in what felt like ages. We stay like this for quite a while until we hear the door close. ¨I´M BACK" Max shouts. I break away from Lando and can't help but laugh as I hear him curse Max. ¨You asked him to move in with you¨ I say as I get off his lap ¨Don't remind me¨ ¨Come on, I'll help you with your suitcase¨ I say offering him my hand.

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Día de muertos- Lando Norris

Hello everyone, I hope you are doing great! I just want to share with you this imagine that I came up with as a Mexican and that today November 2nd we celebrate the day of the dead and as a commemoration of the GP of Mexico this weekend. I hope you like it!

Lando has been away for a couple of days. After the Austin GP, he was finally coming home to spend a weekend before leaving again to Mexico. But this time I was going with him to visit my family.

Even when I knew we would be in Mexico for the Day of the Dead on November 2, I wanted to have my own Altar de Muertos (altar of the Dead) in our house.

I knew it would be hard work especially getting marigold flowers. But with a few calls to Lando's team, I managed to get some. I collected some pictures of our loved ones who were no longer with us. I had sugar calaveritas (skulls) and made the paper ornaments by myself, it wasn't perfect, but it was honest work.

I placed everything in the corner of the living room, in a part that everyone could see and the chaos of Lando's work wouldn't ruin it. Because the last month the house has been chaos with boxes over here and people coming in and out to shoot some videos for Team Quadrant.

"Y/n! I'm home!" Lando yells from the front door.

"In the living room!" I replied, Lando, dropped his stuff at the edge of the stairs, and headed towards where I was.

"What's that smell?" He said appearing down the hallway into the living room.

"Oh, it's the marigold flowers" I replied, placing the pictures on the table that is now an altar.

"No, there's another smell" he inhaled a couple of times "it smells like...bread?"

"Oh!" I exclaimed running to the oven.  I pulled the tray out of the oven, the pieces of bread were a little darker than they should be. "I made Muerto bread" my voice a little disappointed.

"It looks...great," Lando said trying to cheer me up.

"I almost burned them! I hope the taste is better than the presentation".

"Hey, they didn't burn, they just got browner.  It definitely didn't end up like my buns." He let out a laugh at the simple memory of when he burned his only hamburger bun and shared it on his stream.

"I guess the burning the bun thing rubs off on others." He laughs.

"Maybe..." he turned to the altar, "what is this?"

"It's an altar de Muertos, a Mexican tradition to remember our loved ones and where on November 2 they come to visit. You leave them some ofrendas (offerings) with things they loved and some other items to guide their way into our world."

"That sounds... great."

"Facts about having a Mexican girlfriend. But we can watch Coco so you can learn more about the tradition."

"You made everything?"

"Yes, all handmade!" I said proudly.

"Look, there are my grandparents."

"Yeah, I thought it would be cool to have them on the altar too. Maybe they'll visit you in your dreams."

"That would be great. How can I help you?"

"Why don't you light the candles?¨ I said as I arranged some bread on the altar, but I stopped him before he lit them "don't light them, just put them on the table...with the history we have burning things, I don't think it's safe."

"Maybe you're right." Lando laughed, "I think I'll take inspiration from this for my Mexican GP helmet."

"That would be great," I said to put the last pictures up when we heard some noises in one of the nearest rooms.

"What was that?" he asked with all his alert senses. We were quiet for a few seconds, so we could hear better that it wasn't a figment of our imagination. Just when we thought we were going crazy hearing things, there was a barking sound. And suddenly I remembered.

"Oh, that's Lago!"

"Lago?" confusion appeared on Lando's face. "Who's Lago?"

"The dog that guides the souls on the way home..." I paused, waiting for his reaction. "And the newest member of our family," I said with a big smile opening the door to the room letting the little puppy out. He ran to Lando and started jumping on his leg, begging for attention.

Lando was in shock. He didn't say anything but knelt and petted the puppy.

"Soy Lago!" I smiled, knowing that he had caught the reference behind the puppy's name. "Why didn't I know about this?"

"Because it was supposed to be a birthday surprise. But the breeder couldn't keep him any longer, so here he is! And he came at a good time to be part of our altar!"

"Thanks," Lando said, approaching me, "I'm not sure we are good parents for Lago, not with knowing that we can't even toast a simple bun without burning it" I laughed out loud. He was right but, I was sure we would do a great job taking care of Lago. He wasn't a bun or a dead man's bread.

Lando placed the puppy on the edge of the altar and wrestled with him to hold still for a few seconds to take a picture. Finally, Lando gave up and just took the picture. Thanks," I said, hugging him from the side as we watched Yago play with some flowers. Isn't he cute?

"Yes, he is. But not more than you," his words made me blush before kissing me.

That night, Lando posted the photo on Instagram.

Landonorris Learning that Mexico is not just tacos. yourusername made an altar de Muertos, in commemoration of our relatives and to teach me about this tradition.

Plus, meet Lago...the newest member of the family.

[lxndxnorris]

Heyyyy, loved ur one shot, little „advice“ maybe have the talking/thinking parts not in a bolted writing? Cause it was kinda distracting, if you like it like this, this is absolutely fine as well!!!

Thanks for the advice honey!! I really appreciate it. Of course I could change it.

[lxndxnorris]

I really enjoyed your new story/oneshot, will you be making a part 2?

I’m glad you enjoyed it!! I’m already working on it. It will be published soon!

[lxndxnorris]

I only wanted to help [L.N]

Hi everyone… so this is my first story. I really hope you like it. English isn’t my first language so I will appreciate feedback. I got inspired after watching the latest quadrant video. 

summery: You try to help Lando by cleaning his house and you end up in a fight. 

word count: 1.2K

warnings: a few bad words, angst, Lando being a dick.

-Great- I said sarcastically when I arrived at Lando’s house and saw everything messy as usual, I took a big breath and checked the time 1:24 pm, I thought about it for a few minutes, if I started now, I could finish cleaning maybe the whole house when he came back from McLaren’s HQ, but I also knew that most of the stuff was from Max’s moving. I headed to the one person who would tell me if I should do it or not -Max- I said as I knocked on the door lightly. I didn’t want to interrupt his stream and have to deal with the rumors of whether I cheated on Lando with his best friend again -what? - I heard him shout and rolled my eyes at his manners - can I come in? - as I finished the sentence the door opened and showed a Max in his pajamas -I need your advice and partly your help- I said carefully, because I knew that the moment I mentioned the word “clean” he was going to close the door directly in my face -about what?- he asked with narrowed eyes and a suspicious tone, I sighed, -listen…. honestly your house is a mess, the entrance is a t-shirt away from exploding and I don’t want to mention your streaming room- I said smiling exaggeratedly -and I don’t know if you already arranged with Lando about your moving with him or whatever, but you can’t continue living this way, we have to fix it- at that moment the word left my mouth he started to close the door but somehow I stopped him- besides you owe me a favor- I said maliciously -or should I remind you Turkey- he rolled his eyes and gave me a dirty look -okay- I let out a little scream of victory -you pick whatever is yours from the pile of clothes downstairs and meanwhile I start with the streaming room- I said cheerfully -you and your mania of perfectionism- he said between teeth when I turned around -I heard you- I shouted while I went down the stairs -besides you should thank me-.

 I smiled satisfied to see everything clean and tidy again or for the first time really, Lando’s and now Max’s house has always had things lying everywhere, you can’t walk without seeing where you step, once I almost tripped over one of his helmets. I looked at the clock 9:12 pm. Lando would be here soon -FEWTRELL- I shouted from downstairs -I’M NOT CLEANING ANY MORE- I rolled my eyes -WHAT DO YOU WANT FOR DINNER?- he ran downstairs -are you cooking?- he raised an eyebrow and stared at me -no- I said sarcastically -take it as a thank you for helping me- he thought for a few seconds and gave me the answer I expected -lasagna- he said smiling -okay but you know Lando is going to hate you- I said laughing as I headed to the kitchen - rather Jon is going to hate Lando- he answered me -and that’s why Lando is going to hate you- I declare.

I was finishing preparing dinner when I heard the door open and a loud -hi lov… - after that, silence. I left the kitchen happy to see that Lando had already noticed the ¨little¨ change in the house -what do you think…? -my smile disappeared when I looked at his face -is everything ok? did something happen? - I said very worried. Lando closed his eyes for a few seconds and took a breath, I started to get closer, but I stopped as soon as he spoke -what happened here? - he said annoyed -I… I cleaned the house, well me and Max- he huffed angrily when I finished my sentence -and who told you to do that? - he brought his hands to his face with frustration - the place was a mess and I just wanted to help you, I know you are very busy and you are barely at home and when you are you must train or go to the sim or… - I started to explain the reason of my actions but he just let out a sarcastic laugh - so what? now you consider yourself a maid? - he said mockingly - if I wanted MY house cleaned - he emphasized - I would have hired someone, don’t you think? - I crossed my arms, now I was annoyed - first of all don’t despise the work of the others and you don’t have any right to talk to me in that way, it wasn’t my intention to bother you, as I was saying before you interrupted me I was just trying to help you - I said trying to keep calm - well I didn’t ask for your help, in fact, I didn’t even ask you to come here, as usual you just sent me a message letting me know you were here, do you think I wanna have you here all the time - he said raising his voice - besides, who gave you the right to touch my fucking stuff? - he said this time screaming. I looked down and tried to hold back my tears, he is upset, he doesn’t actually mean it, I tried to tell myself, I was about to speak when Max appeared -what is going on here, why are you shouting?- he said trying to understand the situation -don’t get involved Fewtrell- Lando said in annoyance and ignoring me totally, Max sighed -why don’t you try to calm down mate- he said calmly -don’t tell me what to do- Lando replied offensively and Max raised his hands -I think I should leave- I said after a few seconds -I think it took you long enough to do it- Lando said without any remorse, I turned to see Max -thanks for the help and… Sorry for not finishing dinner- he gave me a pitiful look and I felt small, I didn’t want to give pity to anyone and especially not to my friends- don’t worry- he tried to give me a smile and at that Lando cleared his throat. I grabbed my things and went to the door, I looked at Lando one last time then I lowered my gaze -if you actually think so small about me, I don’t even know what we are doing together- I said firmly, I noticed on his features how his feelings changed from anger, to fear and finally to regret. But at that precise moment I wasn’t interested in it and couldn’t care less about it, so I just left his house.

Lando’s pov:

Fuck I thought, I was about to speak when she just shut the door. I debated for a few seconds whether I should follow her or not and when I was about to walk towards the fucking door -you know… I can take your shit because we’re friends, but today you crossed a line with her, and I don’t know if you can fix it. You should know better than anyone that all your actions have consequences and that you can’t blame anybody but yourself if she doesn’t want to forgive you- Max said seriously, he gave me a pat on the shoulder and turned around -by the way- he said before leaving -there’s lasagna for dinner- he said ironically and I was left alone in the room, with an annoyed friend and probably without a relationship.

-Fantastic job Lando- I murmured to myself.

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[lxndxnorris]

I only wanted to help [L.N]

Hi everyone... so this is my first story. I really hope you like it. English isn't my first language so I will appreciate feedback. I got inspired after watching the latest quadrant video. 

summary: You try to help Lando by cleaning his house and you end up in a fight. 

word count: 1.2K

warnings: a few bad words, angst, Lando being a dick.

-Great- I said sarcastically when I arrived at Lando's house and saw everything messy as usual, I took a big breath and checked the time 1:24 pm, I thought about it for a few minutes, if I started now, I could finish cleaning maybe the whole house when he came back from McLaren's HQ, but I also knew that most of the stuff was from Max's moving. I headed to the one person who would tell me if I should do it or not -Max- I said as I knocked on the door lightly. I didn't want to interrupt his stream and have to deal with the rumors of whether I cheated on Lando with his best friend again -what? - I heard him shout and rolled my eyes at his manners - can I come in? - as I finished the sentence the door opened and showed a Max in his pajamas -I need your advice and partly your help- I said carefully, because I knew that the moment I mentioned the word "clean" he was going to close the door directly in my face -about what?- he asked with narrowed eyes and a suspicious tone, I sighed, -listen.... honestly your house is a mess, the entrance is a t-shirt away from exploding and I don't want to mention your streaming room- I said smiling exaggeratedly -and I don't know if you already arranged with Lando about your moving with him or whatever, but you can't continue living this way, we have to fix it- at that moment the word left my mouth he started to close the door but somehow I stopped him- besides you owe me a favor- I said maliciously -or should I remind you Turkey- he rolled his eyes and gave me a dirty look -okay- I let out a little scream of victory -you pick whatever is yours from the pile of clothes downstairs and meanwhile I start with the streaming room- I said cheerfully -you and your mania of perfectionism- he said between teeth when I turned around -I heard you- I shouted while I went down the stairs -besides you should thank me-.

 I smiled satisfied to see everything clean and tidy again or for the first time really, Lando's and now Max's house has always had things lying everywhere, you can't walk without seeing where you step, once I almost tripped over one of his helmets. I looked at the clock 9:12 pm. Lando would be here soon -FEWTRELL- I shouted from downstairs -I'M NOT CLEANING ANY MORE- I rolled my eyes -WHAT DO YOU WANT FOR DINNER?- he ran downstairs -are you cooking?- he raised an eyebrow and stared at me -no- I said sarcastically -take it as a thank you for helping me- he thought for a few seconds and gave me the answer I expected -lasagna- he said smiling -okay but you know Lando is going to hate you- I said laughing as I headed to the kitchen - rather Jon is going to hate Lando- he answered me -and that's why Lando is going to hate you- I declare.

I was finishing preparing dinner when I heard the door open and a loud -hi lov... - after that, silence. I left the kitchen happy to see that Lando had already noticed the ¨little¨ change in the house -what do you think...? -my smile disappeared when I looked at his face -is everything ok? did something happen? - I said very worried. Lando closed his eyes for a few seconds and took a breath, I started to get closer, but I stopped as soon as he spoke -what happened here? - he said annoyed -I... I cleaned the house, well me and Max- he huffed angrily when I finished my sentence -and who told you to do that? - he brought his hands to his face with frustration - the place was a mess and I just wanted to help you, I know you are very busy and you are barely at home and when you are you must train or go to the sim or... - I started to explain the reason of my actions but he just let out a sarcastic laugh - so what? now you consider yourself a maid? - he said mockingly - if I wanted MY house cleaned - he emphasized - I would have hired someone, don't you think? - I crossed my arms, now I was annoyed - first of all don't despise the work of the others and you don't have any right to talk to me in that way, it wasn't my intention to bother you, as I was saying before you interrupted me I was just trying to help you - I said trying to keep calm - well I didn't ask for your help, in fact, I didn't even ask you to come here, as usual you just sent me a message letting me know you were here, do you think I wanna have you here all the time - he said raising his voice - besides, who gave you the right to touch my fucking stuff? - he said this time screaming. I looked down and tried to hold back my tears, he is upset, he doesn't actually mean it, I tried to tell myself, I was about to speak when Max appeared -what is going on here, why are you shouting?- he said trying to understand the situation -don't get involved Fewtrell- Lando said in annoyance and ignoring me totally, Max sighed -why don't you try to calm down mate- he said calmly -don't tell me what to do- Lando replied offensively and Max raised his hands -I think I should leave- I said after a few seconds -I think it took you long enough to do it- Lando said without any remorse, I turned to see Max -thanks for the help and... Sorry for not finishing dinner- he gave me a pitiful look and I felt small, I didn't want to give pity to anyone and especially not to my friends- don't worry- he tried to give me a smile and at that Lando cleared his throat. I grabbed my things and went to the door, I looked at Lando one last time then I lowered my gaze -if you actually think so small about me, I don't even know what we are doing together- I said firmly, I noticed on his features how his feelings changed from anger, to fear and finally to regret. But at that precise moment I wasn't interested in it and couldn’t care less about it, so I just left his house.

Lando's pov:

Fuck I thought, I was about to speak when she just shut the door. I debated for a few seconds whether I should follow her or not and when I was about to walk towards the fucking door -you know... I can take your shit because we're friends, but today you crossed a line with her, and I don't know if you can fix it. You should know better than anyone that all your actions have consequences and that you can't blame anybody but yourself if she doesn't want to forgive you- Max said seriously, he gave me a pat on the shoulder and turned around -by the way- he said before leaving -there's lasagna for dinner- he said ironically and I was left alone in the room, with an annoyed friend and probably without a relationship.

-Fantastic job Lando- I murmured to myself.-

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Part 2

[lxndxnorris]

Helloooo

Hi everyone! I´m new in writing and english isn't my first language but I really hope you like them and have a great time with it.