Lando Norris |33|

Where I was, she was; that's the relationship my best friend Regina and I have had since childhood. I took her everywhere; I could never have been without her for even five minutes. We were always so needy, affectionate, and attached to each other that people around us always wondered why we weren't a couple. I wondered that too; I always loved her, but I never told her; I was too afraid she wouldn't feel the same, too afraid of losing her after my confession.

After the race, my personal assistant opened the door to my dressing room. He found us sleeping on the small sofa. Her head on my chest, my arm around her to keep her as close as possible, our legs intertwined.

"Lando?" He said softly to wake me. I opened my eyes and saw him standing in the doorway of my dressing room. I squeezed it tighter, as if afraid that someone or something would snatch it away from me.

"Shhh, lower your voice, please. I don't want to wake Regina." I said, to check if I woke her, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. She was still sleeping, looking like an angel.

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