Formula One Os - Driver x Driver [Requests CLOSED]

The Brits - Disparate Youth

Hi everyone !! It's Charlotte and I'm back after exactly 6 years without writing and posting..I've been missing this book a lot but blank page syndrome is quite hard (I took almost a year to write this one shot 😭) !
I'm trying to write more and I hope you'll like this story about Lando and George !!

ENJOY GUUUYYS !! 🫶🥹

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George woke up in his private suite in Buckingham Palace. It was only 7am but the sun was already picking through the closed curtains. He rang the bell that was on his night stand and immediately his usual servant entered the room.

"Good morning, your Royal Highness." Said the old man, while opening the green velvet curtains.

"Good morning Marley, do you have any news for me today ?" Asked George.

"No, your Royal Highness, the only thing that you have to remember today is that you are leaving for Balmoral Castle in the evening with his Majesty the King. We will finish your luggage before noon, if you need anything more let us know." Replied the servant.

"Thank you Marley, is my family having breakfast together ?"

"Yes your Royal Highness, they are in the blue dining room, except for his Majesty who is already in a meeting with the Prime Minister." He explained.

"That will be everything." George answered as the servant left the room in silence.

It was the beginning of June, so that meant it was also the beginning of the annual summer retreat with all of the Royal family at Balmoral Castle. George was not really fond of this holiday. Being stuck with his family in Scotland could be a nightmare sometimes. His relationship with his father wasn't the greatest. George graduated from University with excellence a month ago, but still it wasn't enough in his eyes. After ruminating for a few minutes, the prince decided to leave his bed and get ready for breakfast. He put on his beige pants and a simple brown polo shirt, slicked his hair back and left the room.

He followed the sweet smell of tea to the room where the royal family was already enjoying their breakfast. He could already hear his family discussing. George sat next to his younger sister.

"Have you seen that Sam Smith is gay and doesn't have gender anymore ?" Said his cousin at the other side of the table

"That's absolutely scandalous. To say that to the younger generations, what a shame... And act like that's normal, where is the world going...really..?" Sighed another guest at the table.

"What a waste of a good singer.." She replied

The Royal family was still staying on its position towards diversity. For them, only the voice of God was the right one and being transgender or attracted to the same gender was clearly not on the right path. George didn't really care what other people did. His position as future king, not being able to decide for his future, made him realise that people should be able to be who they want to be and love who they want to love. But knowing the climate around the breakfast table, he preferred staying quiet on that subject. He turned towards his younger sister.

"Are you ready for the next three weeks ?" He whispered to her.

"Oh for sure I am. I can't wait to see if any servant is good enough for the summer...if you know what I mean.." She laughed.

Isabella was still in University but she already had quite the reputation with men. She always profited from her "second born" position to break every rule their family had put in place for George. Her severe temper also made her parents give up completely on making her fit in the mold, as long as they didn't know about her flings and that it wasn't causing any harm to the Royal reputation. George loved his little sister, but he also had always been a bit jealous of her free spirit. Since he was born he had been delicately formed to become the next King, he learned how to act like a King, how to live like a King, how to talk like a King. He never had the opportunity to enjoy his younger years, being a normal kid. Even though he always knew that he was made for it, that it was his destiny, he always felt like something was missing.
George rolled his eyes to his sister's answer and put some more eggs on his plate.