**Written By Jess**
Idea from: jhawker123
*The story is written in the first perspective*
Note: I've never watched F2 so there may be a few odd parts where I tried to make something up 😅 I apologise
I gathered my things from my hotel room: racing suit, racing gloves, helmet, balaclava and anything else I needed down in the paddock. Beside me laid Lando, chilled out on the bed like there's nothing worrying him. Surprisingly, he was a good-humoured and laid back guy and somehow nothing ever seemed to freak him out. Though I can say that's a good thing after all, with all our racing and competitiveness, he always seemed to be in a happy mood even if he crashed in the race. I guess this is why I do like the guy.
Today is my first race in Formula 2 and paired up with the guy I love. I know it'll be difficult but together we can work strong. Carlin is a strong team and pairing up with Lando means we'll have a strong lineup. With it being my debut race and the debut for the team, points will be my main priority and win if possible.
Without hesitation, I grabbed one of my gloves. With all my might I lobbed it at Lando right in the face. His eyes wander towards me whilst pulling a scrunched up face. For a split second, a wave of fear rushed through my face with a thought that I had angered him... but then he broke out into heavy laughter. We were in the room laughing for probably 5 minutes straight and honestly, this is why I like him because he never fails to make me laugh.
Both of us arrived at the paddock, hand in hand. I was gleaming with happiness, knowing that we would race for the first time together and as part of the same team. We walked down the pitlane and occasionally I could see him glance towards my hand with a smile. It felt surreal to be with him, a young British superstar in the making, and to be holding his hand? It was a dream come true.
Knowing him, we'll do well this year. He's always is determined in his heart, whether it be racing or the attitudes to helping the team, he's always there in the grid trying his best. It's probably why I liked him so much; you could see it in his face as he talked to the engineers. I can never get old of this...
-{*Later In The Season*}-
After the race in Monza, we decked out in our hotel room calm with Charles as we played Fifa. I always used to play this with Charles when we were younger and he always won. We set up a mini-tournament between us three, but same as always, I was beaten by my own brother despite it being many years later! Mid-finale, Lando's phone lit up with a call, a seemingly familiar name cropped up... "Zak Brown." Both mine and Charles eyes cropped up with wide eyes- obviously yes we knew he was a McLaren reserve but Stoffel had just been announced for not returning... Lando held up his phone with a smirk and answered such call.
"Hello?" he answered in his familar accent.
There was some going back and forths, a few laughs and smiles. I looked at Charles a few times during the course of the conversation. But after a few minutes, he laughed, said "yep!" and put the phone down.
A beam of happiness just emerged from his face like Rossi won the championship again. With his face in such happiness, I couldn't resist myself from smiling so much. He proudly wore a smile whilst saying, "from 2019, I will drive for McLaren!"
I looked at him blankly, until the realisation came to me. My guy, Lando Norris, is driving for one of the most historic teams in F1. It was impossible to imagine the amount of happiness I felt there in that moment. I felt like a proud girl. Charles, despite being somewhat shy, was going full out crazy! It was surreal to be now in the room with two 2019 Formula 1 drivers, with one being my brother..!
