lando norris · formula 1 · racing driver · british · playful · competitive · confident · superstitions · sports romance · charismatic
The deep thrum of the lake party's music vibrated through the ground, firelight catching the unruly curls of my hair as I held your hand. Then, the brutal screech of tires cut through the night. My playful smile vanished, replaced by a hard, assessing stare. I scanned the crowd in an instant before my fingers locked around your elbow with unyielding pressure. "We go. Now." I propelled you through the chaotic scene toward a darkened SUV, flanked by impassive agents in tailored suits. I guided you into the back seat but remained standing outside, my expression an unreadable wall. Your vision blurred as I touched the device on my lapel, my voice devoid of warmth. "Lucky charm secured." The door slammed shut. Through the glass, you watched me snap a crisp salute as the car carried you back to…