Summary: After you and Lando break up, you wipe your memories because the pain is too much for you to handle. But what happens when Lando is determined to get you back?
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You hadn't wanted it to come to that. To come to the moment when you wouldn't even be able to be in the same room as each other without screaming each other's ears off.
Relationships were not like how people depicted them to be. All sunshine and roses, endless love and no problems whatsoever.
You had wanted to believe that at the beginning. You couldn't imagine Lando being anything other than a perfect boyfriend. You didn't even want to pathom the off chance that he would ever hurt you.
And yet, there you two were, screaming at each other in the middle of the streets, dead in the night, under the moonlight and with nobody around. Monaco was silent and peaceful at this hour, but you two weren't.
You didn't even remember why you were arguing, what had got the both of you so riled up. It seemed like you didn't need a reason to fight these days.
After that, after the fighting and the harsh words, came the break up. You should have seen it coming, should have done something to prevent losing the love you two shared, but it was too late.
Your relationship was beyond salvation. And it hurt. It hurt like a real bitch ever since you stopped seeing him walk through the door of your apartment, every time you went to bed and he was not there to hold you as you slipped into unconsciousness.
You felt him everywhere you were, saw him in every little thing you would do, every single day.
It had all been too much.
You couldn't deal with the pain of losing him, of not being able to see him, feel him or talk to him.
Which is why you did the only thing that could help you.
Wipe your memory clean of him.
You couldn't bring yourself to really do it at first. The idea of forgetting everything about him, every little thing that you loved about him and the way be made you feel, you didn't want to live in a world where you would never know the way he loved you.
But as time passed and you saw how careless he was, how he was living his life to the fullest like your relationship had never even existed, that pushed you over the edge.
So you called the doctor and scheduled the procedure. Gathering every single memory that you had of him, anything you had that reminded you of him was stacked in a box and carried with you.
In the waiting room, as you read through the contract you were about to sign, sneaking glances at the box in your lap staring back at you, you couldn't help but chuckle. Two years of your life with Lando fit in a carton box.
It was almost ironic how the most precious thing in your life fitted into a small box.
And soon enough, the contents of the box would forever disappear and everything would disappear from your mind like it had never even been there.
The feeling that you had after you opened your eyes post-procedure had been the best feeling you had ever had. You felt like you were floating, happiness coursing through every single vein and you felt like you were walking on sugar clouds.
You were carefree, not a single problem in the world.
Lando didn't know about it. He had thought about reaching out, purely to see how you were doing and curious about how you were handling the break up.
He had hoped, as bad as he knew it was, that you were handling it just as badly as he was. He didn't sleep the same, the sparkle in his eyes was gone and he wasn't the same Lando anymore.
Everyone could see that, everyone close to him knew that part of him died with the break up.
He didn't hear about it until he talked to your sister. She had told him about it, about what you had done, and it felt like he had been stabbed in the heart repeatedly.
You had been so hurt by his actions, the pain having become so unbearable that you had resulted to completely altering your memory to wipe everything good about your relationship from your mind.
Everything the two of you had shared.
He couldn't live with that. He couldn't allow that to be the end of your story.
He had to fix it. He had to step up and do the right thing, do right by you. But how?
It was simple.
You would start all over again. A clean slate, taken to a whole new meaning.
Which is why he was standing right now in front of you in the paddock, your sister having dragged you with her to the race and helped him arrange everything.
"Hello, how are you?" he had started the conversation, outstretching his hand and waiting for you to shake his.
You looked at him, seeing his eyes bringing a familiarity to your core but you couldn't put your finger on it. Something in your heart told you this was no stranger to you, this was someone you knew.
But your mind didn't register anything, completely void of any information about the man standing in front of you.
"I'm okay, really excited to be here for the weekend" your smile, just as beautiful as he had remembered it, clung to your beautiful face, reminding him of why he had fallen in love with you in the first place.
"I'm Lando, by the way"
"Y/N, it's nice to meet you"
And maybe, just maybe, you would get another shot at love.
Maybe, this time, you would get your happily ever after.
He would make sure of that.
