#SO CASUAL SINGING IT LIVE ALL THE TIME TOO

[kathlare]

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Lando Norris x Amelie Dayman

Summary: Lando experiences the thrill of watching Amelie perform live for the first time at the Eras Tour in Melbourne. Amid the excitement, Lando's growing admiration for her becomes evident to his friends, and playful teasing ensues. As Amelie commands the stage with confidence, Lando is filled with pride, awe, and a deepening affection that he’s still trying to understand.

Wordcount: 1.2 k

Warnings: fluff, smau

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February 16th, 2024 - Melbourne, Australia

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lando_updates: Lando was spotted at the Eras Tour in Melbourne with Max and Pietra, cheering on Amelie during her opening act! 👀🎤✨

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joshallen44: No way they’re just “friends” with all that body language. Please tell me they’re not still pulling the “we’re just friends” card. → f1insider11: @joshallen44 They’re playing the “we’re just friends” card so well, it’s almost like they read a handbook on how to tease the fans. 👀

lanospeed: Lando’s vibe is screaming "I’m here for my girl" but also screaming "I hope no one realizes we’re secretly dating."

f1nista_: LANDO??? At the Eras Tour??? With Max and Pietra??? I’m just saying, this looks like a lowkey date night for two people who’ve been too friendly for too long. 👀🎤 → speedyfan_: @f1nista_ Right?! Tell me why this feels like a soft launch for a relationship? Boy’s too hyped for just a “friend”.

realdeal: Y'all, we all know Lando’s not there just for the vibes. He’s got Amelie’s back like a TRUE fan.

charlesleclercfan_: I swear I’m still waiting for the official announcement, but these two are basically together without saying it at this point. Am I the only one who noticed how soft Lando was looking at Amelie? 🥹💘 → maddie_f1: @charlesleclercfan_ You’re not alone, babe. Even Max is like “yep, they’re in their own little world” 😂

joshy_f1fan_: Lando’s always been lowkey about his relationships, but like… he’s SO obvious with Amelie. That smile? He’s obsessed. 😭💘

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The crowd at Melbourne’s iconic stadium buzzed with electric energy, the anticipation palpable as fans decked out in sequins, sparkles, and Eras-themed outfits filled the stands. Lando stood near the VIP tent with Max, Pietra, Elysia, and a handful of Amelie’s team, the group quietly chatting as they waited for her set to begin.

This was Lando’s first time watching Amelie perform live. Sure, he’d heard her sing before—soft humming around his flat in Monaco, casual duets during quarantine game nights, and even the occasional voice note of new songs she wanted his opinion on—but this was different. This was her, in her element, doing what she loved. And for reasons he didn’t want to analyze too deeply, his stomach twisted with nerves, excitement, and something else he couldn’t quite name.

—She’s going to kill it,— Elysia said confidently, sipping on a soda. Her voice was steady, but Lando caught the slight quirk of her lips that hinted at sisterly pride.

—I don’t doubt that,— Lando replied with a smirk. “I just hope she doesn’t fall over in those heels she showed me last night.”

—Oh, she’ll be fine,— Pietra chimed in. —Amelie’s a pro. You, on the other hand…— She trailed off, exchanging a knowing glance with Max, who grinned mischievously.

—What?— Lando asked, his tone defensive.

—You look like a fucking fanboy,— Max teased, nudging him. —Admit it, mate. You’re about to lose your shit the second she steps on stage.—

—I’m not...—

—Lando, your cheeks are red,— Pietra interrupted with a laugh. —It’s cute.—

Before Lando could argue, a group of fans approached, their faces lighting up as they spotted him. —Oh my God, it’s Lando Norris!— one of them exclaimed, clutching a string of colorful friendship bracelets.

Lando offered a polite smile, stepping closer as the fans shyly extended bracelets toward him. —Can we get a picture?— one asked, while another added, —Will you give these to Amelie? Tell her we love her and that she’s amazing!—

—Of course,— Lando said, accepting the bracelets and posing for photos. The girls giggled as they handed over more, their eyes sparkling. “You and Amelie are such good friends,” one of them said, almost conspiratorially. —You’d make such a cute couple.—

Max, standing behind Lando, stifled a laugh. —Oh, he knows,— Max muttered under his breath, low enough for only Pietra and Elysia to hear. They both rolled their eyes, but Pietra couldn’t hide her smirk.

As the fans walked away, Lando turned to find Max smirking at him. —What?— Lando asked.

—Nothing,— Max said innocently, though his grin said otherwise. —You’re just very popular with her fans. Almost as much as she is.—

—Shut up,— Lando muttered, slipping the bracelets into his pocket.

Moments later, the lights dimmed, and the crowd roared. The opening chords of “Read Your Mind” played through the speakers, and a spotlight illuminated Amelie as she stepped onto the stage. Lando’s breath caught. She was radiant, dressed in a sparkling purple dress that caught the light with every move, her confidence commanding the crowd’s attention.

—She’s incredible,— Pietra whispered to Elysia, who nodded, her usual stoicism softening as she watched her little sister own the stage.

Lando didn’t say anything. He was too busy taking it all in—the way Amelie moved, how her voice carried through the stadium, and the way the crowd responded to her. It was surreal. She wasn’t just Ames, the girl he played video games with during lockdown or teased relentlessly over dinner. She was Amelie, the superstar, and she was captivating.

When she launched into “Hopelessly Devoted to You,” the crowd swayed, their phone lights creating a sea of stars. Lando’s chest tightened as he realized just how much this moment meant to her. She had told him once, in a quiet moment back in Monaco, how much she admired Taylor Swift and how surreal it felt to open for her. Watching her now, he couldn’t help but feel a surge of pride—and something else he wasn’t ready to name.

As the setlist continued, Amelie’s energy never wavered. She introduced her final song, “Nonsense,” with a playful grin. “This is one of my favorites,” she said, her voice carrying through the stadium. The crowd erupted in cheers as Amelie improvised the outro, throwing in cheeky references:

"D-I-C-K, I am good at spelling Tastes so good, I need a second helping Aren't you glad I know how to say Melbourne?"

Lando couldn’t help but laugh, his cheeks flushing as Amelie threw the crowd into a frenzy with her playful humor. Max leaned closer, smirking. —Did she just spell what I think she did?—

—Yeah, she did,— Lando muttered, shaking his head, though his grin betrayed him. He could practically feel the heat rising to his ears. That was so Amelie, unapologetically bold, effortlessly charming, and completely impossible to resist.

The song ended with a final, triumphant note, and the crowd erupted into deafening applause. Amelie stood there for a moment, taking it all in before offering a heartfelt smile. —Thank you, Melbourne! You’ve been incredible! I hope you’re ready for Taylor!— With that, she waved one last time before disappearing backstage.

Lando felt his heart settle into a steady rhythm as the lights dimmed again. He turned back to the group, catching Elysia’s knowing smirk. —She killed it,— Elysia said, her voice soft but proud.

—Absolutely,— Pietra agreed. —You looked like you were ready to propose, Lando.—

—Shut up,— Lando mumbled, though he couldn’t stop the laugh that escaped him. —She was amazing.—

Max clapped him on the back. —Mate, we’re teasing, but you’ve got every reason to be proud. She’s incredible, and you’re lucky to have her.—

Before Lando could reply, his phone buzzed with a text.

Ames💛: Give me ten minutes, and I’ll meet you guys at the tent. I need a shower; I’m soaked in sweat. Gross, I know.

He smiled, typing a quick response:

Lan🧡: You were amazing. Can’t wait to see you.

By the time Amelie joined them at the VIP tent, Taylor’s show had just begun. She had swapped her stage outfit for a pair of ripped jeans and an oversized Taylor Swift tour shirt, her damp hair tied into a loose braid. She looked effortlessly beautiful, and Lando felt his chest tighten all over again.

—Hey!— she greeted, her voice warm as she hugged Elysia first, then Pietra. She exchanged a cheeky fist bump with Max before finally turning to Lando. —Hi, fanboy.—

—Hi, superstar,— he shot back, his grin wide. He wanted to kiss her, but with so many eyes around, he settled for a playful nudge. —You crushed it out there.—

—Thanks,— she said, her cheeks pink. —I saw the bracelets. Were they from fans or your personal collection?—

Max burst out laughing. —She got you there, mate.—

Lando rolled his eyes but couldn’t help grinning. —They’re from your fans. They told me to give them to you.—

Amelie beamed, holding out her hands. —Well, hand them over. My fans make the best bracelets.—

As Lando passed her the colorful trinkets, Taylor began singing “Cruel Summer,” and the group turned their attention to the stage. Amelie stood next to Lando, their shoulders brushing as they swayed to the music.

—This is amazing,— Amelie said, her voice barely above the music. —I still can’t believe I get to be here, opening for her.—

Lando glanced at her, his expression softening. —You deserve it. You’re incredible.—

She looked up at him, her eyes bright under the stadium lights. —Thanks, Lando.—

Max, ever the opportunist, leaned in. —You two are disgustingly cute. Just saying.—

Amelie laughed, nudging Max. —And you’re disgustingly nosy.—

As the night went on, Lando found himself watching Amelie as much as the show. Her joy was contagious, her laughter ringing out during Taylor’s upbeat songs and her voice barely a whisper as she sang along to the slower ones.

By the time Taylor closed the show with “Karma,” Amelie was leaning into Lando, her head resting lightly on his shoulder. The stadium was a sea of phone lights, the atmosphere electric.

—This is the best night,— she murmured, her voice soft enough for only Lando to hear.

He looked down at her, his chest warm. —Yeah, it is.—

And for a moment, surrounded by music, lights, and the buzz of the crowd, it felt like it was just the two of them.