Lando's POV As I made my way to the catering block, my eyes caught sight of Sophie, a radiant brunette lost in her phone. I couldn't resist the urge to join her, slipping into the seat beside her. The moment our eyes met, her face lit up with a dazzling smile, placing her phone down on the table. "What had your attention?" I inquired, my curiosity piqued, wondering if she, too, had stumbled upon the online rumours and articles.
Sophie's response unleashed a wave of relief within me as she mentioned the flood of articles inundating her phone. "Yeah, I've been scrolling through those too," I confessed, my mind racing to figure out her thoughts on the rumours. "Isn't it wild how the press jumps on anything these days? I mean, we've barely known each other a day. It's absurd," she uttered, and though her words echoed truth, I couldn't shake the feeling of a connection to her that seemed to transcend time.
"Absolutely crazy," I agreed, attempting to lighten the mood, though her response tugged at my heartstrings. "But hey, congratulations on snagging P4! What a great place to start for tomorrow's race," she exclaimed, her enthusiasm was contagious . "Thank you. Although, I must admit, I was a tad disappointed not to get a post-race interview from you," I teased, a playful grin tugging at my lips.
Her response sent a delightful shiver down my spine as she fired back with equal flirtatious energy. "Well, you'll just have to outdo yourself tomorrow, won't you?" she replied, her tone laced with playful challenge. In that moment, amidst the buzz of the paddock after qualifying, we spent ages chatting about the race and our days until a cleaner came in and asked us to leave as they were closing.
As we walked to the car park our conversation flowed, I found it so easy to talk to Sophie I honestly think if someone didn't interrupt us we would've been there talking till the early hours of the morning again. As we reached our cars I asked Sophie if she wanted to go out for dinner tonight as I really enjoy her company. She agreed so off we went back to the hotel.
I obviously reached the hotel before Sophie as she was an extremely careful driver so I went up to my room ready to get dressed for tonight.
Sophie's POV
As I reached the hotel I rushed to my room to FaceTime my best friend from home Mila to help me get ready for my date. Well he didn't say it was a date so maybe it's just too friends going out for food. I don't know. But either way I needed my best friends help.
On FaceTime
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Sophie: Mila I need your help! I'm going out for food with Lando Norris! Mila: What! Since when are you and Lando Norris a thing? I mean I saw the press articles today but I just thought they captured you when you were interviewing him or something! Sophie: Well, we're not a thing. We're just friends. I think. Mila: You like him? Sophie: I've known him a day I don't like him. Mila: But he's your exact type. Admit it. You fancy him. Sophie: Yes, I find him attractive. But no, I don't fancy him. Mila: If you say so. Make sure I get an invitation to your wedding. Sophie: You're so annoying. Anyway, what should I wear? Mila: Just wear something nice and casual. Like that brown two piece set you've got. The skirt and the long sleeve top. Sophie: Oh yeah, I think I packed that let me check. ... Yes I've got it. Mila: Right put that on and go get ready! You can't be late for a date with the Lando Norris. Sophie: It's not a date and be quiet he's literally in the room next door I don't want him to hear you! Mila: Landoooooo! You better treat my girl good! Sophie: Right I'm going! Mila: Keep me updated! Love ya bye. Sophie: Love ya bye.
