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the prince and me ' ln4 - the meeting (ch 1)

summary: in which he meets her and she runs into him.

pairing: prince!lando x exhcange student!reader

warnings: none i don't think? a little language

word count: 1933 words

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you never expected to end up leaving the states for anything besides a vacation, but here you stand, listening as your tour guide gives you facts about 'Big Ben' as people would call it. your hand hurries as it writes in your notebook the things that might need to be known for a later test as you listen on, admiring the architecture that was in front of you.

"did you know big ben is actually the clock itself and not the tower?" you whisper to your friend who was standing next to you.

she gave you a pointed look as her head turned to look at you, "you are such a nerd, did you know that?" she says while she chuckles.

"hey! there is nothing wrong with being a nerd!" you say as you pull your phone out to take a picture of the monument. "the tower itself is actually called the Elizabeth Tower after Queen Elizabeth II," you continue as you take a picture.

your friend laughs at that as she goes back to paying attention to their group leader. you were busy capturing pictures for your family back home to notice that your group was leaving to head to the next stop and by the time you were done scrolling through images to look at them and looked back up they were already long gone.

you paused as you just stood, looking around you in every which way to see if you could catch a glimpse of anyone, "fuck," you mutter as you don't see anything.

you move to call somebody on your phone to find out where they were only to see you didn't have any service where you were standing, "double fuck," being the next words you mutter as you walk forward to see if you a get bar of service to call somebody or at least find your trip itinerary to see if you can find where they were headed.

you find yourself at a little cafe when you were able to get service, the hustle and bustle of the people there confusing you, but you just assumed that it was just a popular cafe. you pressed the contact for your friend to make a call to her as you whip your head around to see if maybe you can spot them somewhere, a highly unlikely possibility but you weren't one to stop being hopeful, especially considering you were lost.

"hello?" your friend asks, her voice coming in kind of breaky from the lack of service you had.

"em? where are you guys?" you ask into the phone as you cover your other ear in an attempt to hear her. you were moving back and forth from where you were standing as you tried to continuously get out of people's way as they shove past you to get inside.

"what do you mean where are we-" she broke off after coming back with just the word "palace."

"you're at a palace? what palace?" you ask confused, trying to decipher what she said with the cuts in the call.

your call cuts out as you mutter out another string of curse words, you still having no clue where your group was. you ran to see if you could hail a taxi in hopes that by some miracle if you went to the nearest palace you would find your group, or better yet get better service.

you tried your best to shove through the crowd that was now encompassing you, growing larger by the second. you get pushed backwards by someone making you bump into someone rather harshly.

"i'm so sorry," you say as you try your best to turn around to look at them, hands shooting out to grab you, "hey let me go," you yell as people in suits grab at your wrists.

"this is public defamation you know, i didn't do anything, let go," you yell as you try to get out of their arms. you tried to make eye contact with one of the guys holding you, "i swear i'm not a terrorist, i'm a measly little college student that is stupid and lost her group i swear."

"you probably shouldn't say that," a voice says as another hand reaches out to you, this one gentler, their accent thick on their lips. "you can let her go, Jerry, she's fine."

"are you sure sir?" a voice beside you says, your head whipping to look at them with a glare.

"yes, please listen to this nice british man and unhand me," you say as you tug at your wrist again.

"watch your mouth girl," the voice you assume is jerry snarls.

"jerry, stop, let her go," the gentle voice said again as his hand remains on your wrist, pulling you closer as the other two men let go of you, "come with me, just trust me," the gentle voice whispers into your ear as he holds you close, guiding you forward.

"are you kidnapping me?" you ask as you let him lead you to wherever it was that he was going, the gentleness in his voice telling you to trust him despite not having been able to even see his face.

"you really should watch what you say, you're going to get yourself thrown into the dungeon," the gentle voice laughs as he pushes you into a limousine as camera flashes go off around you.

"they actually have those?" you ask with a shocked face as he follows you in, silence consuming you both as the two men that were holding your wrists earlier got in behind you both and closed the car door.

the gentle voiced man collapses with a sigh next to you and it was then that you finally get a good look at his face and your face flushes when you notice how fine this british man actually was, the curls on his head working great for his mullet that he sported, and the suit he wore clung to his frame just right.

"what? like what you see?" he chuckles with a smirk when he turns to see your stunned and flushed face.

you sat there silently just staring at him not really knowing what to say, him staring back just as confused as he waits for you to say something, "so are you going to say something? maybe a 'thank you prince lando for making your guards unhand me after i threatened your land.' that works you know?" he said sarcastically finally.

your face dropped at the one word, your eyes going wide as you remained silent for a new reason, "p-prince?" you ask carefully.

"prince lando, heir to the throne, at your service," he says, sticking his hand out for you to shake.

you stare at his outstretched hand for a second before looking at the two men who had grabbed you earlier that were sitting across from you both, you now guessing that 'jerry' and this other guy were most likely his bodyguards, "am i allowed to shake his hand or will i be arrested for that?" you ask them jokingly, your response being a glare from the both of them.

"ignore them, they're annoying," the prince says as he grabs your hand and places it on his own to shake.

you shake his hand carefully as you let go, prince lando turning to look at you as he leaned into the seat he was sitting in as the car drove to an unknown place, "so, do you always joke that you're a terrorist or am i just special?" prince lando asks as he relaxes into the seat, his legs spreading a bit as his arm rests on the door.

you flush as he speaks before composing yourself a bit, feeling a little weirder with just sitting normally now that you were in the presence of royalty, and totally being conscious of your more than average outfit, "um- no, that was a heat of the moment thing," you tell him.

"oh? heat of the moment? like you staring at me earlier?" he says with a smirk.

your face flushes more, "is your ego normally this big or am i just special?" you quip back.

you can tell his bodyguards were going to say something at the comment you made considering the prince held his hand up to stop them before leaning forward, "are all you americans like this? the lack of manners i will say is kind of annoying sometimes."

"your poshness is kind of annoying sometimes, what is this? the 1800s?"

the prince chuckles at that, "no i guess not, but i am royalty so what exactly were you expecting from me? sweats and a tank top? dribbling a basketball down the streets? did i nail the american stereotype?"

"just about," you giggle, "you're missing the flirting with every single thing with boobs that passes by though."

you watch as his eyes goes wide at what you said, clearly surprised at how immature you were being in his presence, but he laughs nonetheless, "what are you doing here anyway if i may ask?"

you cleared your throat as you look away from him, realizing his accent and looks were getting to you more than you'd like to admit, "i'm um- i'm doing an exchange program for a semester, i got lost though, got distracted by big ben, hence the whole running into you thing."

prince lando nods his head at your words, "so you were stupid?"

you glare at his words, "yes," you say while gritting your teeth, "i guess you could say i was being stupid. where are we going anyway? you lowkey kind of just kidnapped me, i can call the police on you you know?"

the prince gestures to his bodyguards, "you're perfectly safe, and also this is the police basically and you're on their bad side." he leans towards you again with a smile, "we're going to buckingham palace though."

your eyes go wide in excitement when he mentions that you were going to buckingham palace, "so you were just going to kidnap me away to buckingham palace and just leave me, an american girl who's by herself, on the side of the street?"

prince lando chuckles at you again as he shakes his head, "no, i was going to bring you inside and ask you where you wanted to go, but now that i know you're lost we can help you get back to your group when we get there."

"i'm going inside?" you ask softly as your eyes widen in surprise.

"yeah," the prince chuckles, "who do you think i am? someone who leaves pretty little american girls who are here by themselves to get kidnapped on the side of the street?"

“yeah actually, i don’t really know anything about you” you say honestly.

“well i’m not so you don’t have to worry, and you’re coming inside with us, end of story,” he states as he turns to look back to the front, most likely making eye contact with this jerry guy, as he sits back in his seat.

you decide to just sit in silence for the rest of the ride, wanting to crack a joke on if his other bodyguard was named tom but deciding they were probably already annoyed with you enough so you stuck to watching the city around you pass by outside the window as you all drove to buckingham palace.

you could tell from that moment that it was only the start of your time with the prince, but you didn’t know how you felt about that.

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Straight to you | LN4

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✨summary ━━━━━━━ Y/N, captivated by photos of her friend Lando Norris at a gala, sends a bold, flirtatious text that shifts their dynamic. Days later, Lando surprises her at her apartment, confessing his feelings and revealing he can't hold back anymore. 

✨pairing ━━━━━━━ Lando Norris x she!reader

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Y/N stretched out on her couch, a glass of wine in hand as her phone screen illuminated her face. She had spent the past hour scrolling through social media, and her feed was flooded with pictures and videos from the FIA Gala in Rwanda.  And as much as she hated to admit it, she couldn’t stop scrolling through them.

Lando Norris was everywhere: standing proudly with his team, laughing with his peers, and posing for the cameras. But it was one photo in particular that had her captivated—Lando in a perfectly tailored tuxedo, grinning like he knew he owned the room.

She sighed, smiling softly to herself. Over the past year, Lando had gone from a casual acquaintance to someone she truly valued. They’d met through mutual friends at a gathering in London, and their banter had been immediate and effortless. They weren’t best friends by any means, but their connection had grown naturally over time.

He had even invited her to a few races over the past year. At first, she’d assumed it was just because she was someone fun to have around. But there were moments—small, fleeting moments—when she caught him looking at her in a way that made her wonder if there was more to it.

The truth was, she found him attractive. Too attractive, in fact. But it was a line she’d refused to cross, afraid of ruining the friendship they’d built.

As the picture of Lando lingered on her screen, she opened their chat.

Y/N: Congrats again, Lan! You were incredible this season. So proud of you.

She reread the text twice, debating if it sounded too sentimental. After all, they didn’t exchange heartfelt messages often. Usually, it was teasing, inside jokes, and the occasional check-in. But tonight, pride for him outweighed her hesitation, and she hit send.

The reply came quicker than she expected.

Lando: Thanks, Y/N. Means a lot coming from you.

She smiled, staring at the screen. She could stop there, but the wine in her system and the tuxedo picture still sitting in her camera roll gave her an unexpected burst of boldness.

Y/N: Also… you looked insanely hot at the gala. Just saying.

The moment she hit send, her eyes widened in horror. “Oh no,” she muttered, setting her wine down and pressing her hands to her cheeks, which were now burning.

Her phone buzzed almost immediately.

Lando: Hot, huh? Didn’t know you thought of me like that.

She groaned, biting her lip as she typed back.

Y/N: Ignore that. I didn’t mean to send it.

Lando: Yeah, right. Totally accidental.

Y/N: Lando.

Lando: What? I’m just saying, I don’t mind. In fact, I think we should talk more about how hot you think I am.

She couldn’t help but laugh, even as she shook her head.

Y/N: You’re impossible.

Lando: And you’re blushing. Don’t lie.

She threw her phone onto the couch, but when it buzzed again, curiosity got the better of her.

Lando: For the record, I thought you looked pretty hot at Silverstone this year. Just saying.

Her heart skipped a beat. Was he flirting? No, he had to be joking—right?

Y/N: Are you flirting with me, Norris?

Lando: Maybe. Is it working?

Her stomach flipped, but she decided to match his energy.

Y/N: I don’t know. Maybe try harder next time.

Their playful exchange continued for another half hour, and while neither of them outright said what they were really thinking, the subtext was undeniable. By the time she went to bed, she couldn’t stop smiling, even if part of her wondered if they’d crossed a line.

Two days later, Y/N was in her tiny London apartment, halfway through cooking dinner, when a knock on the door startled her. She wasn’t expecting anyone. Wiping her hands on a towel, she walked to the door, pulling it open cautiously.

“Lando?” she asked, her voice filled with disbelief.

He stood there, suitcase in one hand and a small smile on his face. He was dressed casually in a hoodie and joggers, his hair slightly messy from what she assumed was a long flight.

“Surprise,” he said, his tone light.

Her mouth opened, then closed as she tried to process what she was seeing. “What are you doing here? Weren’t you supposed to go to Monaco after the gala?”

“I was,” he admitted, stepping inside as she moved to let him in. “But I decided London sounded better.”

She closed the door behind him, her heart racing. “Why?”

His suitcase hit the floor with a thud as he turned to face her. The playful glint in his eyes softened, replaced by something more serious.

“Because you’re here,” he said simply.

Her heart stopped for a moment, and she struggled to find the right words. “Lando, I—”

“I couldn’t stop thinking about you,” he interrupted, taking a step closer. “That night, the things we said… it made me realize I’ve been holding back. And I don’t want to do that anymore.”

She blinked, her throat dry. “Holding back from what?”

“From this,” he said, his voice quieter now. “From telling you how I feel. I thought I could keep it casual, keep pretending we were just friends. But I can’t. Not when I know you feel something too.”

Her breath caught. “What makes you so sure I feel something?”

He grinned, leaning in just slightly. “You called me hot. Twice.”

She let out a breathless laugh, shaking her head. “You’re ridiculous.”

“Maybe,” he admitted. “But I’m also here. For you. So tell me, Y/N… do you feel it too?”

She hesitated for only a moment before nodding. “Yes. I’ve felt it for a long time. I just didn’t want to lose you.”

His smile softened, and he reached out to brush a strand of hair from her face. “You’re not going to lose me. If anything, you’re stuck with me now.”

Before she could overthink it, he closed the distance between them, cupping her face and pressing his lips to hers. The kiss was everything she’d dreamed of—soft yet urgent, full of all the feelings they’d both been holding back.

Her hands found their way to his chest, gripping the fabric of his hoodie. The kiss deepened as they moved toward the couch, their hands exploring, their whispered confessions tumbling out between kisses.

“Do you know how long I’ve wanted this?” he murmured, his lips trailing down her neck.

“Probably not as long as I have,” she shot back, pulling him closer.

“Wait,” she murmured again against his mouth, pulling back slightly.

“What?” he asked, his voice husky.

“You came all the way to London for me?”

He smiled, brushing a strand of hair from her face. “I’d fly to the ends of the earth for you.”

Her heart swelled at his words, and she pulled him back into another kiss, this one even more passionate than the last.

That night, months of tension and longing melted away as they finally let themselves feel everything they’d been suppressing.

Hours later, they lay tangled together on the couch, her head resting on his chest as his fingers lazily traced circles on her arm. She looked up at him and smiled, their embrace a quiet testament to their closeness.

“I’m glad you came,” she said softly.

He chuckled, pressing a kiss to her forehead. “There’s nowhere else I’d rather be.”

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the prince and me ' ln4 | series masterlist

summary: you didn't think your time in london would be any less than ordinary when you decided to do a semester abroad for college, but when you find your way running into the prince, well, your time shortly becomes one for the books.

au: prince!lando, exchange student!reader, friends to lovers, a little bit of grumpy x sunshine

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LITTLE SURPRISES - LN4

pairing: lando norris x fem!college reader

summary: you're finishing up your senior year in college and so you can't attend many races with lando, but despite the long distance you guys still managed, but when you need him most during the stressful finals week of your first semester you might just be able to gain that wish.

warnings: none i dont think?

you sigh as you lean back in your chair, currently trying to get homework done in the local coffee shop instead of your room in hopes that stuff would actually get done, and so far it seemed to be working except you were slowly getting more and more exhausted.

little did you know as you sipped your coffee, your roommate was currently helping lando surprise you, her being the one to let him know you were out of your room for right now and helping him get in the building when he arrived, he had ended up flying from abu dhabi after the post season testing to come surprise you since he had some free time now and he figured you'd appreciate it with how stressed he knew you had been.

you look towards your phone as you see it chime with a notification picking it up when you notice it was lando.

lan :): hey angel, how's homework going, coffee helping?

you giggle at his attempt to lighten your mood slightly. you text him back that it was going well ish, getting some assignments done but ultimately still draining, getting an encouraging message from him in return you sigh with a small smile while turning back to your assignment texting him you loved him and that you'd call him later.

lando and your roommate both knew that despite wanting to hurry up this surprise and just get you back to the room you needed to finish your homework and you'd come back on your own eventually, so while they both waited lando waited in your room chilling on your bed as your roommate did her own homework.

after a couple more relentless hours you finish another assignment before deciding to call it a day for now, planning on working some more later but ultimately needing a brain break, maybe even a nap, right now. you pick up your phone answering some messages on it while finishing the coffee you were sipping on before packing up and heading out of the coffee shop.

you click on landos contact facetiming him as you walk back to your dorm. you giggle when he picks up, noticing him snuggled in a bed, "hi lan."

lan smiles when he sees your face on the screen, missing you despite being able to see you as soon as you ultimately walk through the door of your room, "hi angel, you give up on your homework?"

you nod your head with a sigh, "yeah i just left the coffee shop, i got another assignment done but i think i need a little break, maybe a nap, before i attempt anything else." you talk to lando as he just watches you, taking in your face as you speak and smiling at you. "what?" you ask as you notice him smiling at you.

"nothing, baby, can a man not just look at his girlfriend?" he says while laughing which ultimately makes you laugh.

"where even are you lan, it looks lighter outside for almost 1 AM." you ask as you notice a little bit of sun on his side of the phone confused considering he was supposed to be in abu dhabi.

lando freezes a bit not wanting to ruin the surprise while he tries to come up with an excuse to the sunlight coming in through your curtains without telling you he was in your room, "oh im still in abu dhabi, it's just the light in the hotel room, i've got it on so you can see me."

"ah, i see, you wanted me to see your pretty face rather than just be in darkness," you say back to him while you giggle, reaching your dorm building and scanning your key card to get in.

"did you just get back to your dorm?" lando asked you suddenly, noticing the lighting change from when you walked in, you nodding your head at his question, but then bringing upon a confused expression to your face as he quickly says he has to go before saying a quick 'i love you' and hanging up.

you stood in front of your door with a confused expression at lando's sudden exit from your facetime, barely having gotten to talk with him, sending him a quick text to ask if he was okay before opening your door to your dorm room to find your roommate doing homework on the couch.

"oh my gosh, i don't even wanna look at it," you say dramatically as you turn away from her laptop screen making her laugh at your dramatics, lando smiling when he hears your voice from your living room as he stayed silent in your bedroom.

"it's not even your homework Y/N," she says while laughing at your reaction.

"yes, but it's homework none the less," you grumble as you put your bag down at your table, finding yourself a quick snack.

"hey, also there was a package for you that came in, i put it in your room for you, figured it was probably from lando," your roommate told you as you looked at her with a confused.

"that's weird, i didn't order anything, and lando didn't say he was sending anything," you tell her back, your roommate only shrugging her shoulders in response, secretly opening a video on her phone to record your reaction to your "package" in your room when you turned your back to her to head to your room.

as you open your room door lando is standing there with a smile, but you don't register it was him fully, only registering a person making you scream in fear before slamming your door closed again.

your roommate busts out in laughter as she records the reaction, lando opening your door in laughter from the door being slammed on his face, it was when he opened your door that you noticed who was in your room causing you to freeze in your spot.

"lan?" you whisper in shock as you watch the boy smiling in front of you.

"hi angel," he says with a grunt as you throw yourself on him, wrapping your arms around him, pulling into the tightest hug known to man as tears prick at your eyes in being able to have him here with you.

"what are you doing here," you mumble as lando pulls back to wipe away the tears at your eyes, your roommate having stopped recording at this point, leaving you both alone and letting you both just enjoy the moment.

"figured i'd come visit since post season testing is over, figured you'd need me right about now," he said softly as he ran his thumb over your cheek.

"i can't believe this," you mumble as your head tucks itself into his neck, lando placing small kisses on your head as he holds you, "this is just what i needed actually," you mumble to him as his hand soothingly runs up and down your back.

lando holds you tightly to him as you mumble to him, the two of you eventually moving to your bed, you getting your long awaited nap but with the boy you love most by your side.

finals week might not be that bad after all.