Lando Norris (2)

Lando Norris (2) 🏎️💨

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Movie Night

Hickey : ̗̀➛ Lando Norris

summary: with all eyes on him, lando can't help but wonder what everyone is captured by. but when he finds out the problem, it's much bigger than he ever could've imagined

The room seemed to fall silent as soon as Lando walked in, with several glances moving in his direction. His heart began to race as he heard sniggers come from around the room, it was something that he wasn’t used to, usually greeted with wide smiles and shakes of the hand. 

It was almost as if he’d walked into a dream, it was unlike anything that Lando had experienced before. He nervously walked to the side of the room as the drivers waited to be called out for the parade, seeking comfort from Oscar and a few of his other close friends who were stood in the corner of the room. 

“What’s going on?” Lando queried as he stood between Oscar and Carlos, his eyes drawn to the expressions on their faces and how they tried their best to not smile across at him. 

“Did you have a nice evening?” Carlos innocently asked him. 

Lando nodded in confusion as a scoff came from George who was just beside Carlos. Lando’s brows knitted together as his anxiety built, hating the feeling as if he was missing out on something amongst them all.  

“Y/N’s here this weekend, isn’t she?” Oscar asked. Lando nodded, knowing that Oscar already knew the answer. “We can tell you guys haven’t seen each other for a while.” 

It didn’t take long before a couple of the other drivers joined their group, not wanting to miss out. There were a few exchanged glances amongst them all, but Lando just couldn’t piece together what they were all trying to say to each other as their eyes silently spoke.  

“Did you happen to have a look in the mirror before you left your hotel room this morning? Or did Y/N say anything to you?” Alex asked, shaking his head across at Lando. 

“She was still asleep, and I was running late.” 

No one could quite believe how oblivious Lando was as he shrugged. It had grabbed everyone’s attention as soon as he entered the room, and had probably delighted the cameras as soon as Lando entered the paddock that morning.  

“Can someone just tell me what I’m missing please?” Lando asked of them all. 

Whilst some of them continued their laughter, Charles pulled his phone out of his back pocket and opened up his camera. Lando immediately panicked when he saw what Charles was doing, brushing over his face. Little did he know though, it wasn’t something that could just be brushed off. 

“Just so you know, I said to the others that we should tell you,” Charles defended before he went to turn his phone around, at least trying to offer Lando one supportive friend. 

“Tell me what? Just tell me what’s the matter.” 

A sigh came from Charles as he turned his phone around. Lando studied himself carefully in it, but couldn’t spot anything, nothing that usually wasn’t out of the ordinary.  

“Can you really not see the issue?” Oscar asked, struggling to hold back his laughter. 

As Lando shook his head, Carlos walked over to him and pulled down the side of his hoodie. Watching on as the material moved, Lando’s eyes soon went wide. 

“Now can you see what the problem is?” Carlos sighed at him, tapping his finger just below him. “Now do you see why you’re the centre of attention this morning?” 

His heart began to race as he moved closer towards the phone, noticing just how dark the mark on his neck was. His eyes shut, knowing that there was nothing that he could do about it, dreading to think what had already happened before he even noticed too. 

“I’ve got a hickey,” Lando muttered underneath his breath. 

No one quite knew where to look as Lando looked around in panic. It was beyond anything that Lando could’ve ever imagined, almost like the things that nightmares are made of, especially when you get as much attention as he does. 

“What am I supposed to do?” He nervously asked, but no one seemed to have the answer, it was a situation that none of the drivers had ever found themselves in before. 

There was one driver though who had a bit of an idea. “What about if you paint yourself purple for the race today, that way it’ll blend in and no one will ever know?” 

“Daniel, sometimes I really just want to knock you out.” 

Whilst Lando looked unimpressed, Daniel’s suggestion earnt a chorus of laughs from many of the other drivers. Whilst some couldn’t hold back their giggles, luckily for Lando, he had a couple who could sympathise. 

“There’s got to be some merch somewhere that’ll hide your neck,” Alex suggested, throwing his arm over Lando’s shoulders. “If that fails, just pretend you’ve got a nasty stomach bug and ask to go home.” 

“I’m just going to have to own it now, I bet there’s headlines everywhere, aren’t there?” Lando asked, the silence around the room telling him everything that he needed to know. 

Of all of the boys, George cleared his throat. “I promise that the headlines aren’t as terrible as you probably think they are Lando.” 

Lando nodded, it still didn’t make him feel any better. Especially for you. You were just a few minutes from arriving at the paddock and he knew exactly what sort of questions would be sent your way upon your arrival. 

Like the media, a few of the boys couldn’t help but think about Y/N too. “Have you got matching marks or something?” Daniel quizzed, unable to stop himself messing with Lando, just like Lando had done with him many times. “Are you just letting everyone know you’re together this weekend.” 

“You can tease me all you want, but none of you are to say anything to Y/N,” Lando quickly warned them all, “she’s going to be embarrassed enough about this as it is when she gets here.” 

“I never had Y/N down for this type of person.” 

“Daniel!” Lando groaned, elbowing him in the side. “I’m being serious, if anyone says anything to Y/N then I can guarantee you right now that I know all of your weaknesses and I will happily expose you all for them.” 

It was funny watching Lando be serious, but when it came to you, they all knew just how much he meant it. He would back you all the way and defend you no matter what had happened. 

“At least we all know you and Y/N are happy together,” Carlos grinned as he tried to lighten the mood again. “Let’s worry more about covering this mess up for now seeing as we’ve got a race to get to soon.” 

“You’re all enjoying this too much,” Lando scolded, displeased by the smirks on many of his closest friends around him. “Some of you really need to get yourselves girlfriends.” 

As Lando went to walk off with Carlos, Charles quickly stopped him. Before Lando could protest, Charles used his phone to take a photo of Lando and keep it as a memory. 

“Just for the future,” he innocently smiled as Lando hit against his arm. “I think this is an important day that we might all want to remember one day.” 

“I’ve never hated a group of people more in my life,” Lando sighed as Charles slotted his phone away. “At least there’s one person who wants to help me out.” 

“I’ve got no sympathy,” Oscar shrugged, seemingly the spokesperson of the group. “You should’ve known what you were doing back at your hotel last night.” 

Lando’s eyes rolled at Oscar’s scolding, “do you think if I knew this was going to happen I would have let Y/N do this to me?” He quizzed, pointing at the mark. 

“Knowing you, yes,” Oscar couldn’t help but laugh, “anything to get a little bit of attention, we all know what you’re like with your relationship.” 

“I honestly hate you all.” 

“But at least we all know Y/N loves you though!” 

˗ˏˋ 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 ! ´ˎ˗

Bittersweet || LN4

☆ summary: you, lando’s long time partner, attend the 2024 hungarian gp and have some strong feelings afterwards

☆ pairing: lando norris x reader

☆ fc: none

☆ warnings: slightly suggestive - you control the content you consume.

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landonorris: my gorgeous girl 🤤

yourusername: my handsome man 🤤

user1: i want you both

mclaren: looking forward to seeing you in Hungary y/n!

lilyzneimer: marry me

yourusername: i’ve already got the rings 💍

landonorris: whoa whoa whoa

oscarpiastri: landonorris no point fighting it anymore mate

user2: lando is gonna COOK in austria

oscarpiastri: where was my invite

yourusername: we had dinner with you the night before oscy

oscpiastri: so ???? instagram post or it didn’t happen

user6: OSCY?! NEW NICKNAME ALERT

User7: i love how y/n and lando keep making up new nicknames for oscar

user3: ln4 domination

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user2: LETS GO LANDO

user3: THATS MY GOAT

yourusername: you are incredible lan. let’s get that p1 tomorrow baby

landonorris: gonna get that win 💪🏻

yourusername: LANDOSCAR FRONT ROW LOCK OUT LETS GO

user11: y/n is the president of landoscar nation

user3: LANDO AND OSCAT SUPREMACY

oscarpiastri: there’s gonna be a front row lock out tomorrow too 😉

mclaren: so proud of you both 🧡

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landonorris: oh i wanna get back in that bed with you

yourusername: you’ve got a race to win first 😈

landonorris: ok 😔

landonorris: btw get your butt over to the garage i want a kiss before the race

yourusername: on my way 😫

lilyzneimer: cheer on our boys for me 🧡

yourusername: i wish you were here but i’ll cheer enough for the both of us 🧡

lilyzneimer: i have a good feeling about today

yourusername: im crossing all my fingers

logansargeant: don’t forget about the incoming logan masterclass

yourusername: how could i forget! you’re gonna do great too rahhhhhh 🦅🇺🇸🦅🇺🇸🦅🇺🇸🦅🇺🇸

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yourusername: lando, i am so unbelievably proud of you and the man that you are. you consistently give it your all and give this team everything even when they don’t deserve it. you are an unstoppable force - i love you

oscar, congratulations on your first of so many race wins. you’re going to be champion one day, i know it

mclaren, i’m in your walls 🧡

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user14: admin about to throw y/n’s phone out the window between this and her tweets

user15: YOU TELL THEM Y/N

landonorris: i love you 🤍

yourusername: i love you more 🤍

user16: your honor y/n is an icon

user18: never thought a mclaren 1 - 2 would feel like this

oscarpiastri: thank you, y/n 🧡

mclaren: y/n, please answer your phone

yourusername: no 🧡

user14: oh she’s about to get cooked

user16: free my girl she ain’t do nothing wrong

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☆ a/n: today was bittersweet so i decided to write about it. don’t get it twisted tho i am so happy for oscar!!

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red hot chilli 🌶️ - l.n - part 4

Warnings: swearing, obsessions, fake account

Pairing: Lando Norris x fem!reader

other parts

Over the weeks you and Lando, or who you thought was ‘Luka’, you two had grown close and he knew a lot about you. But to just be at golf and suddenly receive a message from who you thought was a genuine friend of yours, asking not to talk anymore? 

It hurt, yes. But you couldn’t be one to just…force him to come back to you. But underneath all the hurt that had built up in the few seconds as you re-read the message again, you couldn’t even deny the air of…suspicion. Carlos’ voice had filtered out into the air, your focus on just the message. 

Why? Why had Luka just suddenly not wanted to talk to you anymore? That was weird. You had every right to be slightly suspicious of it, as why would he do that? It was weird. Odd. And confusing. “You good?” you felt a hand on your shoulder, turning round to see Lando. 

“Uh, yeah,” you said, turning your phone off and closing the message. All Lando wanted to do right there was just pull you into a hug and tell you he was Luka. “You look…dazed,” he commented on the slightly aloof look in your eyes, your pupils slightly dilated. 

“Just feeling a bit lightheaded,” you lied through your teeth as you nodded slowly, a frown on Lando’s face as you turned round fully to face him. Lando’s hand dipped off of your shoulder as you did so, falling back to his side. 

“Want a drink? Like…I have some drinks in my car,” he gestured to the McLaren in the car park a good walk away, “like, um, I have Coke? You like coke, I remember,” he nodded. He…remembered? How? You’d never told him?

“Uh, yeah, okay,” you said, nodding as he left, a frown on your face. You were on high alert now, confused and a little dazed - tons of thoughts flooding your mind as you picked up your phone again. You couldn’t believe you’d never even clicked Luka’s profile before, as you did it right then. No photos. No posts. Just a profile picture. No bio. Nothing. 

“Fuck…no, no, no,” Lando cursed, his eyes staring down at the phone in his hand. He knew making this stupid, dumb fake account was a bad idea. He never should’ve done it. 

Y/N: Luka, who are you? 

Luka: your friend! obviously :)

Y/N: are you telling the truth? 

Luka: I always do, don’t I? You know I’d never lie. 

There was a pause in the messages, as Lando watched the grey bubbles appear to show someone was typing, before they disappeared, only to reappear back onto the screen as Lando stood nervously by the car, waiting for your response with baited breath. 

Y/N: you’re a shit liar, Lando.

The game was up. You knew. You’d busted it. He was hoping with every ounce of his body that you’d just give him that elusive little smile and laugh it off as he walked back to the spot he’d left you…nothing. Your gone. 

Gone forever? Hopefully not, he thought, as the bottle slipped from his hand, his hands falling limp to his sides. Why couldn’t he just be normal? What was wrong with him?was it him, or was it you? It was your fault for being so pretty. 

“You good?” Carlos asked, a hand on Lando’s shoulder, snapping him out of his thoughts, “Y/N”s gone, she had revision,”. Revision. Yeah right. You just wanted to get away from Lando. Were you…scared of him? He needed to talk to you. 

“Man, I need to talk to her,” Lando said, his gaze on the floor as he suddenly picked up a water bottle, your water bottle, “she left this,”. Carlos raised a brow, reaching a hand to take the bottle from Lando, only for Lando to wrench it back to his chest. 

“Uh, I’ll give it to her,” Lando said, making Carlos raise a brow. “I can do it, man,” Carlos blinked, looking at his friend in both bemusement and confusion, his eyes wide. “What’s up with you and Y/N, man? You’re both acting weird,”. 

Lando would rather do any thing than admit to Carlos what he had done. “Nothing, man, let’s just go back to your place,”. Carlos shook his head but relented anyways, letting Lando come with him to Carlos’ place. “Where is she?” Lando said almost immediately as soon as he stepped into the house. 

“Taking a shower by the sound of it,” Carlos said simply, as Lando nodded, mumbling something about leaving the bottle on your bed. He could hear the water running in your en-suite as he laid the nitro on your bed, looking at the pile of clothes on your bed. 

Your room was so…you. It suited you so well, with the perfect paint on the walls and the furniture, your outfit from gold laid out on the bed, well, more thrown. His hand almost seemed drawn to your panties, but he shook his head, he wasn’t like that. 

Well, was he? After the account incident, he may as well be. “No!” Lando whispered to himself, as he heard the water stop running and he instead grabbed the ring from your cabinet, rushing downstairs. It was like he wanted you to hate him. 

Oh fuck.

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can i help you? - ln4

lando norris x fem!reader

in which a girl can’t parallel park to save her life… so a formula one driver decides to step in and help her.

warnings: cussing, y/n is a little moody (we all have those days😔)

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parallel parking, the bane of my existence.

i can never do it. no matter how hard i try, i’m never successful when it comes to parallel parking. curse who ever created parallel parking, curse whoever thought it was a good idea to have one car maneuver itself to park in between two other cars, how is that even possible?!

as i pull up to the coffee shop, it seems to be the only kind of parking available.

“okay, y/n, you can do this.” i breathe out.

my hands grip onto the wheel, palms sweating and leg bouncing up and down.

line up passenger side mirror with other car’s driver side mirror and turn backwards, y/n.

i go for it.

it doesn’t work out, not surprised.

i try again, grateful that it was early in the morning and there was not many people driving on the road that i would be disturbing.

LRRL, left turn, right turn, right turn, left turn, y/n!

i line up with the car again, reversing and turning right accidentally, completely screwing up already.

i huff in annoyance. “this is bullshit.” i mutter pulling up to the car in front of me again.

i somehow manage to get the front of my car perfectly inside the space, the back, however, is an entirely different story. it was completely sticking out, the car in front me was too close and i had zero space to go forward and, obviously, i couldn’t park like this unless i wanted to anger other drivers and risk them hitting my car.

i check the road, no sign of any cars coming anytime soon, so i pull out my phone, searching the internet for tutorials on how to parallel park.

a few tears of frustration and a youtube video later, i’m back to trying all over again.

i follow absolutely every single word the man explained in the video and i still managed to fuck up entirely.

now, the back end of my car was sitting exactly where it was supposed to be, the front was nowhere near being where i’d like it. maybe the two cars i was trying to park in between were at fault, they were extremely close to me, and i didn’t drive a big car at all, so, i deemed it their fault, not mine.

oh, who am i kidding?! the cars were amazingly parked, it was my dumbass that couldn’t parallel park to save her damn life.

i rest my forehead on the steering wheel, sighing in irritation and contemplating whether the dumb coffee was even worth all of this trouble. “i’m a lost cause!” i groan.

i hear a light knocking on the driver door. my head remains on the wheel as i press on the button to lower my window, maybe not the safest thing to do, but i was ready to be put out of my misery.

“can i help you?” i look at the person with a bored expression, noticing it was a young man, looking close to my age and also extremely attractive. so fucking embarrassing, he’s looking right at my shitty parking!

“no!” he lets out a breathy laugh. “can i help you?” he tilts his head towards the front of my car that was sticking out stupidly.

“you’re going to help me park?” i cock my eyebrow at him.

“if you let me help you.” he matches my expression. “‘ve been watching you struggle from inside the clothing store for like fifteen minutes already.”

no way i’ve spent fifteen minutes trying to park this damn car.

“that’s a straight up stalker.” i cross my arms on my chest.

“nope,” he makes sure to pop the ‘p’. “just found it amusing to watch you be horrible at parallel parking, you look like you’re on the verge of tears.”

“that’s a bit rude,” i grumble.

“it’s the truth,” he shrugs his shoulders. “so, you want me to help you or are you going to continue making a complete fool of yourself?”

i decide to take the risk, it definitely isn’t smart to trust a complete stranger, whose name i didn’t even know, to drive my car, but i was so desperate to just park and get a coffee that i’ve been craving for days.

“please don’t drive away with my car, she’s my baby.” i beg as i begin removing my seatbelt.

he steps back from the door, giving me space to open it.

“i swear on my life, i will not drive away with your car, i’ve got my baby over there.” he gestures to one of the cars parked on the other side of the road, it was a lamborghini. of course it’s a fucking lamborghini, this is monaco for crying out loud.

“fuckin’ hell,” i mutter under my breath as i exit my car, allowing him to sit in the drivers seat.

“who the fuck has their seat this close to the damn wheel?!” i hear him exclaim, messing around with the seat and adjusting it to his liking.

“it’s extremely comfortable,” i defend myself. “and don’t fuck up my seat too much, i had it perfectly how i wanted it.”

“you drive like a little ol’ grandma!” he snickers which causes me to roll my eyes.

“stop talking and park my car,” i groan, he gives me a specific look and i sigh in frustration. “please.” i add on, he grins at the word.

“just watch and learn, sweetheart.” he smirks as he closes the door.

“call me that again and i key your car, i know what it looks like now.” i threaten.

“don’t speak like that to the person who’s doing you a humongous favor.” he quips.

“you offered first,” i mutter as i step onto the sidewalk to watch this random man work his magic.

and oh my gosh, how i wished the ground would swallow me.

the stranger parked my car perfectly on the very first try. the way he worked the wheel allowed him to maneuver the car around exactly how i wanted it to move with me driving. his jawline clenched as he checked the side mirrors, using them to know where to move, i should probably be using those more.

he puts my car in park and turns off the engine, getting out and walking to where i was standing.

“easy peasy, sweetheart.” he chuckles as he places my keys into my hands.

“that can’t be right! does my car have an auto-park button that i didn’t know about or what?” my eyebrows furrow as i stare at my car parked correctly and sitting all pretty.

“at this point, i’m your auto-park button,” stranger laughs, i can’t help but giggle too. “how did you even pass your drivers exam if you can’t parallel park?” he turns to look at me.

i snort, “you think i have a license?”

“i’d hope you have a license.” he looks at me questioningly.

“licenses are for losers.” i shrug my shoulders.

“licensed people actually know how to parallel park.” he retorts.

“why do you think i don’t have a license?!” i say exasperatedly.

he laughs, “where are you headed to anyway?”

i throw the keys into my purse, “i was going to get a coffee.” i pointed to the coffee shop right next to the clothing store.

“all of this trouble,” he waves his hands at my car. “for a coffee that you can easily make at home?!”

“it doesn’t taste the same at home.” i whine.

“let me pay for your coffee then, sweetheart, after seeing you struggle i can’t help but feel bad for you.”

at first, i was going to decline his offer, i was never one to like spending anyone else’s money, but then i remember the man drives a fucking lamborghini and this coffee would not make a dent in his bank account.

“what did i tell you about that name?” i complain.

“i just parked your car and i’m going to pay for your coffee, the least you can do is let me call you sweetheart, sweetheart.”

“at least tell me your name.”

“sorry, i didn’t properly introduce myself. i’m lando, lando norris.” lando holds his hand out. i can’t lie, the smile on his lips has my stomach doing flips, my eyes suddenly can’t leave his face.

“you know, when someone introduces themselves, you kinda say your name back.” he scratches the back of his neck with the same hand that was held out.

now he knows that i can’t parallel park and he probably thinks i’m crazy for staring at his face for so long.

“oh, my bad. i’m y/n y/l/n.”

“well sweetheart, let’s go get you that coffee, might relieve your moodiness.” i glare at his pretty face.

lando and i walk into the coffee shop together, i ordered my favorite coffee, along with a croissant, as per lando’s request. lando pays and we find a table to sit at, immediately jumping into a conversation.

i learn that he’s a formula one driver, i was somewhat familiar with the sport since one of the races is held here in monaco. the streets being blocked off does piss me off like no other, but i wasn’t going to tell lando that.

now i understand why he knows how to maneuver the car to parallel park, his whole life revolves around driving!

i tell him some things about the university life and what i’m currently studying. at one point he mentions that my sour mood was fixed with the coffee, how rude.

“lando, i have a class to get to soon.” i say as i begin picking up my trash on the table, i notice how lando frowned for a second.

“do you think you’ll be able to get out of the parking spot?” he continues the joke as he stares out at my car.

“yes, i will be able to get out of the parking spot!” i scoff jokingly. “i never said thank you, but thanks a lot, i really appreciate you helping me park, as embarrassing as it is. thank you for the coffee too, i really needed it.”

his toothy grin has me shooting heart eyes at him, “no worries, y/n, it definitely kept me entertained for a bit.” he slides a piece of paper towards me, “here’s my number, in case you ever need your personal auto-park button.”

i laugh as i grab the piece of paper, placing it safely inside of my purse. “i’ll make sure to call you for any parking help, and i’ll be expecting a call to go on a date soon.” i suggest.

“yes ma’am, i was already planning on it.” lando nods affirmatively.

“i’ll see you soon, y/n y/l/n.”

“see you, lando norris.” i softly brush my hand on his bicep as i walk towards the exit, throwing away my trash in the nearby trash can.

as i sit in my car, i can’t control the giddy feeling running through my body and the huge smile on my face. i thought today was going to be a shitty day due to it starting off bad with my struggles to parallel park, but a man named lando norris, and my new auto-park button, came and saved the day, i couldn’t ask for anything better.

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remember this is purely fiction! i don’t know what any of these people are truly like in real life!