S's POV

I walk back to the table where Cadey is sitting.

"I cannot believe Lando Norris talked to me. OMW. I am in absolute heaven."

"Are you okay, Skyye?"

"Perfectly dandy." She raises an eyebrow at me. "Okay then, let's pay and get going."

"The tab is sorted. We can go."

"You didn't have to pay..."

"It's all done. We can head to the club now. There is a nice one just up the road."

We leave and walk about 5 minutes up the road. A big purple sign illuminates the night sky and I can feel the bass of the music vibrating the sidewalk.

"Oh wow, look at that queue to get in." I sigh and we walk to the back and wait our turn to get it, if we ever get in anyway.

I can't stop thinking about Lando and how I got to meet him off track. He was so casual and elegant. A flawless man if you ask me. Cadey is humming with the music coming from inside and swaying with the melody. People are chattering away in line as we all wait.

I feel a tap on my shoulder. The security guard is standing next to me.

"Hi Miss, please may you and your friend come with me." Cadey looks at me and I shrug as if to say I have no idea what is happening. Some people are grumbling in the background as they have been waiting here for so long as we are cutting the line.

We get into the entrance of the club, the security guards gestures to the dance floor.

"Your drinks are paid for miss. You may have whatever you like and we will have a taxi waiting to take you back to your hotel when you are done."

The security guard hands me a piece of paper from his pocket. I open it and inside is written.

"Enjoy your evening and drinks are on me. - Guy at the bar."

"To think he would think that I don't know who he is. He has a sense of humor."

Cadey heads to the bar and orders a cocktail. I follow closely behind her.

"And for you miss?", the bartender asks politely

"Just a vodka cranberry please."

I look around to see if I am lucky but no sign of Mr. Number 4 himself. I wonder if he walked all this way just to give that paper to the security guard. I sit at the bar while Cadey is dancing and enjoying herself.

I am quite over it now but I am here for her to enjoy herself. Looking around at all the light flashing and making different colors on the walls and ceiling, I spot a figure standing by the railing upstairs. It feels like it is looking at me. I ignore it and my eyes find their way back to Cadey to keep an eye on her. She found some Italian looking guy and she is dancing the night away with him.

I bop my head to the music and order another vodka cranberry. Enjoying my little corner here. I guy walks up to me and starts chatting but I am not in the chatting mood. It is loud and I can barely hear what he is saying but I can definitely smell the alcohol on his breath. He is annoying me. I keep my composure. I don't want to get thrown out of the bar for hitting a guy with a glass.

He stumbles forward and knocks into me. I lose my balance and fall backwards off the chair. I land with my back square on the concrete floor and the glass hits the ground and breaks.

"You idiot!" "Get away from me!"

I feel a pair of hands grip me under my arms and help me up.

"This cannot get anymore embarrassing."

I turn around and guess who? Ofcourse, it's just my luck. Lando stands behind me.

"Yeah, I am fine."

I dust myself off. I know he didn't ask but I was too annoyed to wait.

I walk away from him, grab Cadey and we make our way out the club and head back to the hotel. A hot shower and a good night's rest can help me forget about falling on my ass in front of Lando Norris. 

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It's finally Sunday. It's Raceday.

Cadey and I have been enjoying our first week in Monaco, taking in the sites, good food and sunlight.

"Cadey, are you ready yet? I want to get there early before the drivers arrive. I want a spot at the front."

"Yeah, I am almost done."

I am kitted out with my favourite hoodie. It has a picture printed on it that I drew myself of Lando and I want him to sign it for me today.

We go downstairs and catch a taxi to the raceway. There is not much traffic yet as it is about 3 hours before the race even starts.

We arrive at the entrance.

"Thank you." I say to the driver.

Cadey starts jumping up and down. "Skyye look. There is an official autograph session today at 1pm before the race. You can finally get a chance to meet Mr. Number 4 since you were too scared to do it last night." She gives me the side eye look. 

Little does Cadey know what happened and I am not ready to tell her yet. Who knows if he will even recognize me.

We hang around and grab some snacks and something to drink and head down to where they will be having the autograph session. There are already so many fans.

I did not see on the announcement sign who the teams are that will be doing the autograph session. Wow won't that be a bummer if Lando isn't even there. 

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