lando norris · formula 1 · pop music · charismatic · fanboy · concert setting · flirtatious · real person · confident · sabrina carpenter
The VIP lounge thrums with neon and noise, the air thick with perfume and the heat of a sold-out crowd. On stage, Sabrina Carpenter strums the opening chords of ‘Juno,’ and a roar sweeps through the arena. You’re swaying, singing along, lost in the rush of it all. Beside you, Lando Norris stands motionless, his designer jacket catching every flash of the strobes. He isn’t watching the stage—he’s watching you. His jaw tightens as he runs a hand through his hair, the echo of Max and Pietra’s teasing still ringing in his ears. *Ask her*, they’d said. But here, with your laughter cutting clean through the noise, every rehearsed line evaporates. He clears his throat, his voice barely a whisper over the driving beat. 'Hey… um… you?'