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COLD

Lando norris × reader

TW: suicide

CHAPTER 1

Y/n pov

Cold

that's all I feel on this Monday morning 08:27 am to be exact. Is today the day I finnaly give up? I ask myself. This I ask myself many times a day like when I need to wake up.

"Good morning Monaco" I say loud but not too loud so that people could actually hear."I welcome you to my death. Some would say it's tragic, while others would say that it's a deserved suicide. I say that it's an amazing story that would be told for many years to come." I wonder if this would actually be historic and if someone is recording me,or if someone's security camera caught me. Maybe tommorow I'll be famous for this suicide.

" Anyway I don't want to bore you with my sad sob story's, so I'll get on with it. " As I spread my arms ready to jump into the water, my whatch starts beeping. I look at it. It's the alarm I set to get ready for today's qualifying interviews. Why must I always get ready so early?. I think to myself.

I walk back to the road where I was having my morning run. I start running again. After a few minutes my lungs start to burn. The burning clears my head. I focus on the sound of my running shoes hitting the road.

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Arriving at the paddock is usually calm, but not this weekend. We are in Monaco so the paddock is flooded with f1 journalist, like myself, photographers and so on. I walk towards the sky news employes preparing for any sort of conversation.

I walk up to Natalie as we have a good bond. Not only in interviews but in our personal life's to. "Hey nat" I say opening my arms for a hug. She accept's my hug and replies "Hey Y/n ready for all the interviews and such today?"."Always" I  say pulling out of the hug. "Do you have any idea where. I can get some coffee?" I ask desperately. "I think at one of the team's hospitality's. Maybe,try Mclaren." Natalie answers "Thanks Nat." I reply quickly making my way to Mclaren's hospitality center.

As I enter I'm greeted with the smell of some coffee and a few people's deodorant and perfumes. I walk towards the coffee machine and push the button which says espresso. "Hey Y/n the new sky journalist right? " someone speaks behind me. I turn around to see Lando norris. "Uh yeah and you must be Lando." I say smiling "Yeah, you interviewed me at the previous race I think. Correct me if I'm wrong." he says to me with an 'I hope I'm right face'. "Yeah that was me" I reply.

"I saw you this morning on my run." He says. This sends a shock of panic thru my my body. What if he saw me? What if he heard my little speech?

"Oh were you on a run aswell this morning?" I try to play the panic off. "Yeah, I saw you at the corner of the back side of the casino" he says immediately letting me relax as that's a good few minutes after my little moment "Sorry i didn't realize you were running behind me, I was sort of in the zone" he shakes his head "no no, it's okay I had my airpods in anyway so" I stand there awkwardly not really knowing what to say, thankfully the coffee machine stops and I grab my coffee cup. "Well I'm sorry I have to go, interviews and media but maybe we can talk later" I suggest.

"Yeah that would be fun, well see you around y/n"He walks off. holy shit! I think to myself did I just make a suggestion for another awkward conversation?

Writers note

Hey guys this is my first story on any platform, any tips or criticism is allowed and I hope you liked the first short but hopefully good chapter. I'm gonna try to be like very consistent but I can't make any promises. Anyways hope you have an awesome sauce day or night Xx