Can I request 27. "I'm going to carry you, okay?" with an angsty dash of 5. "You don't have anything to be sorry for." please?
You shouldn't have been out.
You should have never left your apartment, especially not in the middle of the night, especially when Jason didn't know you left, but you just wanted to go on a short walk, but one wrong turn turned your short walk into a very long one.
You could hear a few things: the beating of your heart, the sound of your feet hitting the ground as you ran, the sound of their feet running after you, shouting from behind you.
"Get your ass back here or I swear to God, we're gonna fucking kill you!"
Fuck. You just had to go on a walk to clear your head. You just had to get lost. You just had to forget your phone. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.
You were running so hard you could barely breathe. You were faster than them, but not by much, and you couldn't keep it up. You were terrified, shaking, slightly crying. You tried screaming, but no one came. You were lost, alone, scared, and being chased. You wished more than anything that you never left your apartment. You wished you just called Jason to calm down, but you didn’t want to bother him. Regret. Regret. Regret.
You've basically run in one big circle, trying to get anywhere near your apartment, but you were so lost. That street sign, though was familiar, but more than that you had passed it before; something else.
Oh.
Oh no.
You knew the name on that street sign because Jason was telling you about it earlier
...in reference to a trafficking case.
Your heart sank. Their footfalls match the erratic beating of your heart. You were tired. You couldn't keep this up forever and they knew the territory. It seemed you were at every disadvantage.
You turned a corner. You had this one chance to lose them. You use all of your remaining energy to run into the gap between the closed down corner store and apartment complex,
and promptly trip on the uneven concrete. Yeah, you pulled something.
And with your absolutely stellar luck, you picked the one alley that was a dead end.
"Fucking finally. Nowhere to run now. I think we should take our time with this one. She made us waste all that time chasing her, what's a little more?"
You open your mouth to beg for your life, but the words won't come out. You try to get up but you collapse again. You use your good leg to move yourself against the wall.
The three men laugh as they slowly approach you, taunting you. They smile and joke at the tears you didn’t notice were falling. You try to think of any possible escape route, but come up empty. One pulls out a gun and you try not to look at it.
"You really thought you could just run away, huh?"
"You can scream as loud as you want. No one is coming."
The third man laughs. "Don't say that. The screaming is fucking annoying."
They get closer to you and you feel the sweat trickle from your hairline.
Everyone's heads turn when there's a loud thud outside the alley.
You aren't exactly focused on it, but it makes them temporarily stop, so you're thankful for it.
"Marcus, go check it out."
"Fuck you. Why do I have to it?"
"Be louder, why don’t you? Quit being a bitch and go."
'Marcus' leaves with a string of curses. The attention is turned back to you again, with impatient smiles and twisted laughter, but not for long.
They make it about two more steps before Marcus yells and there's a crunch and thud.
The two men stop dead in their tracks. Communicating as if with eye contact, one nods, and the other begins to walk slowly along the wall of the alley with his gun raised until he turns the corner. While the first man tries to split his attention between you and his friend, his friend screams.
The last man turns towards you. He rushes forward in an attempt to grab your arm, presumably to drag you, but he never gets that chance.
There is a loud thunk to the back of the man's head before he's on the floor. You look up and see a red helmet.
You don’t think you've ever been happier to see that shiny red.
"Hey, it's ok. It's just me. I wasn't gonna let anything happen to you, I promise. You're safe now."
You try to say his name as he rushes over to you but it comes out as more of a pathetic and terrified whimper.
"Are you hurt?"
You nod your head and watch him freeze.
"Where?"
You drag your leg out from underneath you. He sighs in relief. His shoulders hunch forward, his forehead knocking against yours. He lands a helmet kiss there.
"C'mon. Let's get you home. I'm going to carry you, okay?"
Before you could even think about attempting to reply, he has you scooped up in his arms. He takes a deep breath in and out and locks eyes with you.
"You ok?"
"no fatal injuries"
He hums in acknowledgement. The walk is quiet. Too quiet. You don’t remember most of the walk. The adrenaline wearing off was making you tired, but Jason's silence concerned you. You shouldn't have gone out alone, it was dumb, but you couldn't handle a fight with Jason right now. That's probably why he was being quiet, he mad at you, but knows you don’t wanna fight. He was being so sweet, but to be honest all you wanted was comfort. You can't take him being distant right now.
Fuck it. You can't take it anymore.
"I'm sorry."
He stops on the outside of you apartment complex's elevator, moving two look at you.
You open your mouth to speak again but he cuts you off. "You don't have anything to be sorry for."
"Aren't you mad?"
"I could never be mad at you."
"But you're being all silent."
"I thought you'd want space. Do you not?"
"...no... I want comfort..."
"Alright. And I'm not mad at you. Never mad at you. That wasn't your fault, ok? I was brooding just now because I was scared at the thought of losing you. I love you. So much."
"I love you too."
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Like it was meant to be... - Lando Norris
A.N: This is based off of a crazy dream I had, if you guys want I could probably make a part 2.
Pairing: Past Life prince!Lando Norris x Past life servant!reader
Masterlist<3
Warning: a little sad, might continue this..., trying something different, cute Lando
Word count: 785
I walked through the castle looking for prince Norris, in the morning he had asked for me to look for him, but up until this moment I was swarmed with duties to prepare everything for the arrival of the princess he’s supposed to marry, I know it’s wrong and forbidden, but I love him and he loves me, even though that’s the only truth I know, I must end it, I must think of the best for the kingdom. I hear his voice coming from the balcony so I open the door without much thought, once I opened the door his arms were holding the princess much like he held me, my eyes instantly meet his as he frantically let’s go of the princess, I apologize for entering without knocking and start to walk away, he apologizes for leaving so frantically and starts going after me, calling out for my name: “Y/N! Y/N, please let me explain!” Once he’s close enough his finger closes around my arm gently, pulling me to a haste, my eyes meet his, my eyes full of tears and his full of worry and concern: “Please, let me explain. I can’t lose you” He said caressing my cheek, I shook my head causing a few tears to fall: “No… We were never supposed to happen… This was a mistake, not cause you’re royalty and I’m not, not because you’re going to marry another woman in a few weeks, but because I knew I wouldn’t be able to let go of you once the time came… I got too attached over some stupid thing… It probably meant nothing to you, but to me… It was everything… Goodbye my prince, I’m leaving the castle in the morning” His eyes widened and he pulled me into a storage room that was close to where we were: “What do you mean you’re leaving? NO! You can’t… I’ll… I don’t know what I’ll do without you… Please,Y/N” He pleaded and his eyes almost convinced me to stay, my eyes fill with tears and so did his, our tears start falling, his eyes lower once he realizes there’s no convincing me to stay. He pulls me into a tight embrace: “If I can’t have you in this life, I’ll look for you in the next one… That’s a promise…” He said so sure of himself and I believe him, I allow my arms to wrap around him one last time, I pull away after a few minutes of holding each other, letting the tears fall, I wipe my tears then wipe his so gently, cupping his cheek gently: “She’ll be happy with you… If you truly wish to look for me in the next life, Lando… I’ll wait… I’ll wait a thousand years… I’ll wait until you find me, but in this life forget about me… Focus on your kingdom… I’ll be okay… Somehow, I’ll be okay… I promise” I say letting more tears fall, more tears fell from his eyes and he pulled me into a last sweet and loving kiss, I let my fingers tangle into his hair, pulling him closer to me, then once we let go of each other, we wipe our tears and walk in different directions on the corridor, he walks back to the princess and I… I walk towards my room where I’ll pack everything and leave this kingdom behind. Find my own future outside of this castle’s walls.
YEARS LATER…
I can’t believe after years of saving I finally managed to buy a paddock pass, I’m going to meet my favorite driver Lando Norris. I’m already in line to take a picture with him, I brought one hoodie from his merch for him to sign for me if it’s possible, soon it's my turn and I’m sweating, his adorable accent hits my ear once I get close enough and somehow manage to mutter the words: “Could I please get a picture with you?” He smiles at me sweetly and says: “Sure thing and I suppose that hoodie is for me to autograph?” He asks, his smile almost makes my knees buckle, but I manage to give him a shaky nod, he offers me his hand for us to take the selfie, I take it, my hand shaking he wraps one arm gently around my waist and I feel a soft shock, nothing to strong, but it seems like he felt the same since he looks at me confused, we take the picture and he signs my hoodie, he hugs me before going on to the next person, once he hugs me, it feels strange… Like something I’ve been looking for a long time… Like it was meant to be…
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List of “we’ve met before in another life, haven’t we?” prompts
“I swear I’ve seen you before…” “And I have no recollection of seeing you before.”
“I… I don’t want to lose you again. Not in this life, too.” “You won’t, I promise.”
“Why do I feel like I know you?”
“It’s me. Don’t you… Don’t you remember?”
“It’s funny how history’s repeating itself and I’m falling for you all over again even though I promised myself I would never fucking do that again after all the shit you put me through back then.”
“I’m going to make you remember who I am — who I was to you.”
“Remember when we promised each other we’d meet at this exact same spot if we ever met each other again in another life?” “…Yeah, I don’t remember that. I’m sorry.”
“Who the fuck are you? I have never met you before.” “Are you sure about that?”
“They just… Seem so familiar but I can’t put my finger on why that is.”
“Does God hate me, because why the fuck am I always encountering you in every single one of my lives?” “Maybe because we’re soulmates?” “…I am absolutely not accepting that as my reality.”
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