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hookhausenschips · 6 months

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Burning Rubber

Where the street racing life meets the world of Formula 1. Wrecks, feelings, cars, and adrenaline. What could go wrong?

Lando Norris x Professional!Drift Racer & Street!Racer Reader

A/N: Updated Every Wednesday 😇

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Chapter Two

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Chapter Three

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Chapter Four

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Chapter Five

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Chapter Six

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Chapter Seven

Chapter Eight

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Chapter Nine

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Chapter Ten

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Chapter Eleven

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Chapter Twelve

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Chapter Thirteen

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Chapter Fourteen

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Chapter Fifteen (tba soon)

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Chapter Seventeen (tba soon)

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Chapter Eighteen (tba soon)

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Chapter Nineteen (tba soon)

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Chapter Twenty (tba soon)

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homoeroticgrappling · 6 months

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HAPPY DANHAUSEN RETURN/HOOKHAUSEN REUNION DAY TO ALL WHO CELEBRATE 🎉 I'm having a pizza & chip watch party with my love (and making noise about it on socials so TK hopefully sees how much people Love That Danhausen) and got Perceived

#fingers crossed for a best friends/hookhausen win (manifesting)#also I do not want to talk about how expensive it is to import better made chips to the UK #or the figures tbh. US to UK shipping is lethal #AEW #Danhausen #(anytime I'm noticed by famous people I shake like a chihuahua but I need the powers that be to see people making noise about his return)

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theworldofotps · 5 months

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This is one of the cutest pictures I’ve seen

#hookhausen #danhausen #littlehausen #hook aew #I love how she’s got a bag of chips 😂

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saltymid · 2 years

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by the request of my wife @skelorton who’s very excited that “danhausen is wearing hook’s pants”

#chips #hookhausen #hook #danhausen #my demon wife #my gifs #gum guy 2

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blacktofade · 1 year

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Feb 12 — Dreaming

Hookhausen

Hook keeps having a recurring dream.

He used to have them when he was younger — the usual ones of having his teeth fall out, of not being able to find a bathroom — but he hasn’t had them in years now.

But this one is different and the weirdest part is that it’s not even anything significant.

In the dream, he’s sitting somewhere hard and cold, maybe concrete stairs, and he’s staring off toward a view he doesn’t recognize. It’s outside, that much he’s sure about, but the temperature is pretty mild because he’s in shorts. There’s also someone with him. But no matter how many times he has the dream, he can never see their face. It’s just a blur of features that don’t look like anyone he knows.

The strangest part is how it makes him feel.

He feels happy. He feels comfortable, as though he’s sitting with an old friend and wants nothing more than to be there.

But the more he has the dream, the foggier it grows, until it feels as though he’s sitting inside a cloud with nothing around him. It’s like a forgotten memory.

“Hook!” a voice says, and Hook blinks away from his phone and looks up.

It’s Danhausen. And something tickles the back of his mind.

Hook frowns and Danhausen doesn’t seem deterred.

“Danhausen has brought Hook gifts.”

Hook is sitting somewhere hard and cold, some concrete stairs.

“Danhausen heard that Hook likes chips, so he has brought some for his good friend.”

Hook glances around and Danhausen flaps a hand at him.

“Hook is the good friend,” he clarifies and Hook lets the corner of his mouth curl up.

The view behind Danhausen seems familiar, but not in the sense that he’s been there before in person. It’s as though he recognizes it from a photo he’s seen before.

Danhausen grunts and sits beside Hook, his bags of chips crinkling as he jostles them about.

“Hook must try these,” he says, opening the first bag, and Hook suddenly realizes where he is.

He’s in his dream. The one he hasn’t had for a few weeks. Except that he’s awake now. It’s no longer just a dream.

He blinks at Danhausen, who stares back at him, shaking the bag of chips, waiting for him to take one.

“Hook must eat one to decide if he likes it,” Danhausen insists and Hook finally reaches out.

“Have we — ” Hook starts and then stops, and Danhausen tilts his head slightly.

“Eat the chip,” Danhausen tells him and Hook stares down at the chip he has pinched between his thumb and forefinger.

He figures it wouldn’t be entirely surprising if Danhausen had found a way into his dreams, but it doesn’t explain the comforting way that dream had made him feel. Danhausen shouldn’t do that.

But then again, Danhausen is the one who picked out chips for him, who seems eager to see what Hook thinks of said chips, who has shown up when Hook was hungry and tired and in need of a little pick-me-up.

Hook puts the chip in his mouth and chews and when Danhausen continues staring, he nods in approval.

“Good, yes?” Danhausen asks and Hook nods again.

“Yeah,” he agrees.

“Danhausen knew Hook would like this. Danhausen is glad Hook got his message.”

Hook’s gaze snaps up and Danhausen smiles.

#jo does feb fic fest #hookhausen #fic #I mangled the chip vlog moment for the sake of my ship #people have done worse for their blorbos

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maddy-madeleine · 2 years

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Because y'know, now that they're a tag team, maybe Danhausen could make a nice makeup on Hook's face to match his very nice, very evil demonic wickedness(?). "Picture taken one (1) second before disaster."

#hook #danhausen #hookhausen #aew #all elite wrestling #my art #besties that may or may not kill each other at some point #chips besties

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Hook 🗣️ fell 🗣️ first 🗣️

He fell in love first?! Do tell

#it was love at first gifted chips #i’m not sure what this is referring to but I’m sure you’re right #hookhausen

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piracypiranha · 2 years

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I think the reason I'm so hyped for Hookhausen is because they really are the weird kid and the quiet kid becoming friends.

#aew #hook #danhausen #hookhausen #they are eating chips together your honor

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smartycvnt · 4 months

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Watching horror movies with HookHausen hc? please

Every so often, you find yourself in a horror movie mood, and so, you decided to ask Danhausen if he wanted to do a movie night

You had an outstanding date with Hook pretty much every week, so you decided to just merge these two things

Danhausen gets a wide variety of movies ready for the three of you to watch

He sends you to the store to buy chips, and Hook helps you carry it all back to the hotel

Hook cuddles up next to you on the couch while Danhausen sits on the floor like a kid watching their cartoons

He is excitedly rattling off factoids and little things about the movies that neither you nor Hook knew

Hook jumps a few times when you get to the more modern movies, and you pretend not to notice

Danhausen eventually joins the two of you on the couch, where the three of you fall asleep

You fall asleep first, followed by Danhausen, and then Hook

If Hook wakes you up in the middle of the night to check on you, you pretend that it's just because he wants to make sure you're not scared.

#aew x reader #aew headcanons #hookhausen x reader #hook x reader #danhausen x reader #headcanon #headcanons #hcs #platonic headcanons

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5secondsofmoxley · 9 months

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Here it is guys. The bits and pieces of the hook fan fiction I wrote in a note on my phone. Spacing is very weird because of that. Also, I’ve been on tumblr for 7 years and still haven’t learned how to post right so bare with me 😂 The story needs work and hopefully I’ll get to that at some point. Maybe once I learn how to indent on tumblr 😂

He stuck his hand in the bag, grabbing another chip, acting like his attention was on his phone. He couldn’t help but to keep drifting his eyes up across the room.

There she sat, laughing at John Silver filming a bit for BTE. God, she’s gorgeous, he thought to himself. But he could never bring himself to speak to her. And he had plenty of opportunity.

She’s one of the friendliest people there, hell maybe even the friendliest person he’d ever met. She could make a wall talk back to her. It doesn’t help that she’s also super funny. Anytime she walks by him, or anyone for that matter, she always smiles and sometimes says hello. She always says hi to him though. That he knows for sure.

He hadn’t realized he’d been staring at her, until her eyes caught his. His hand froze in the chip bag, not knowing what to do. She made it harder for him when she gave him a small smile and a wave. His cheeks flushed in embarrassment, and he just barely got his hand up in greeting. Managing to give her a smile back, he quickly looked away, wondering how long she’d caught him staring.

“Danhausen thinks you should go over there.” Hook jumped in surprise, looking to his left and finding Danhausen munching on the same chips he had been snacking on.

Furrowing his brows, he titled his head and asked, “how long have you been there?”

Danhausen glanced down at the chips, and back to hook. “Since your third time staring at her. You got two minutes in before she caught you.” Danhausen shoved another chip in his mouth.

Hook quickly snatched the bag away from Danhausen, giving him his infamous glare. He couldn’t stop his cheeks from blushing further. “I was not staring. And don’t touch my chips”

“Danhausen thinks hook’s crushhausen likes him back.” Hook’s head snapped up to his friend in interest.

“Really? You think.” Hook paused for a second. “She’s not my crushhausen. I don’t have a crush on her.”

Danhausen smirked at him. “Sure you don’t. Don’t worry, Danhausen will not tell anyone. Or try to curse her. Maybe she can join hookhausen. The fans seem to love her. She can bring us more of the monies.”

Hook rolled his eyes. “We’re not asking her to join our team.”

“Then maybe she can join Team Taz. Danhausen thinks they could use a femalehausen to dominate the roster.”

Crushing the now empty chip bag in his hand, he looked up to his painted friend. “So maybe I have a crush on her.” He sighed. “Which is why I cannot be on a team with her. I can barely say hi when we pass each other. How I would be around her everyday?”

Danhausen looked at Hook confused. “But you are around her everyday.”

“Not like that. It’s different seeing each other in passing versus actually having to work directly with each other.” He couldn’t help himself but to glance her way again. He was disappointed to find her walking away with the dark order. His heart sped up when he caught her glance over her shoulder at him. He just barely caught the smile on her face as she looked away quickly.

When he heard his friend chuckle, he turned his attention back to Danhausen.

“Oh, you’ve got it bad.” Danhausen laughed.

Hook rolled his eyes, standing up from his seat. “C’mon. We’ve got a segment to get ready for.”

✨shortly later✨

Hood over his head, he bounced on the balls of his feet, punching the air in front of him. He rolled his neck back and forth, trying to get in the zone to head out to the ring. But it was hard for him to focus with his friend going on and on about plans to get hook with his “crushhausen.”

“What if I did curse her?” Danhausen asked, rubbing his hand on his chin.

Hook looked over at his friend, confused at the suggestion. Sighing, he asked, “and why exactly would you curse her?”

“Well, Danhausen wouldn’t fully curse her. Because you would get in the middle and save her. Since I cannot curse you, you would be unaffected and effectively save her. Surely, that’s a good conversation starter.” Danhausen lit up the more he thought about it.

“Aren’t you guys friends?” Hook asked, pulling his earbuds out, fully focusing on his friend.

“Yes.”

Hook stared up at the ceiling for a moment, completely annoyed. “Why would you try to curse her then?”

Danhausen froze for a moment. “Danhausen can figure out an explanation. Maybe I wanted the monies. Or maybe she-“

“Stop.” Hook interrupted. “You’re not cursing her. Or attempting to. And you’re not meddling.”

Danhausen’s face dropped. “But don’t you want to be with her?”

Hook went silent for a moment. Obviously, he thought to himself. But fearing the rejection he was sure he’d get, he figured he’d just settle for admiring her from afar. Before he could reply, a production team member came up to them.

“You guys are on in five. TK needs you at the tunnels.”

Squaring his shoulders, he put his game face on. Finally focusing back on the task at hand, he pushed his crush to the furthest depths of his mind. Unfortunately for him, it didn’t go very far when he and Danhausen ended up passing a certain girl on their way to the tunnels. She was just leaving, having spoken with Tony about her match later on.

Catching his eye, she smiled at him. “Have fun out there guys. The minute the tron showed you guys were up next, the crowd has been going nuts.”

“That’s good for us!” Danhausen exclaimed. “Fans that love us give us more monies.”

She giggled at that, putting a hand over her mouth to try to hold back some of the laughter. “It’s not all about the monies. You gotta have fun too.”

“Fun is good. Monies is better.” Danhausen said.

Her smiled widened at that. “Well, I gotta go talk to Kiera about our match later. I’ll catch you guys later.”

“Bye!” Danhausen said, nudging Hook to get him to speak up.

Hook glared at him before quickly turning back to her. “Later,” he mumbled, turning towards the face tunnel. If he hadn’t turned away so fast, he would’ve caught her blush and smile, before scurrying off.

✨after the show✨

“Everyone is going out after the show.” Hook’s hand froze in his luggage, Danhausen interrupting him from packing his things.

“You’re coming with Danhausen. It will be good team bonding.” Danhausen sat down next to Hook’s bag. Hook watched as his partner proceeded to reach into his bag, stealing from his chip stash. Hook rolled his eyes at that.

“Clearly, we don’t need team bonding if you’re comfortable enough to just reach into my bag. Maybe you should get your own stash.” He zipped up his backpack, then returned to packing up his suitcase.

“Okay, well if you don’t want to go for Danhausen, I know a different reason you’ll want to go.” Danhausen stood up from the bench, walking to the table across the room to grab a water bottle.

Hook’s head snapped up, following Danhausen’s movement. “She’s going?”

“Of course she’s going!” Danhausen explained. “You know better than anyone how outgoing she is.”

“What does that mean?” Hook zipped his suitcase up, putting on on the ground to get closer to his friend.

“Danhausen told you, she likes you.”

“You’re insane.” He rolled his eyes again, turning away from Danhausen to head to the door. Pulling it open, he was stopped in his tracks when he saw who was on the other side of the door.

“Hey,” she smiled at him, glancing down at his suitcase. “Did you wanna stop by the hotel first to drop off your stuff or head straight to the bar?”

Hook stared at her confused, then glanced over his shoulder to his friend. Seeing the look on Danhausen’s face, he knew his partner had something to do with this.

“Danhausen was just telling Hook about going out.” Danhausen walked up behind Hook, putting his hand on his shoulder. “Danhausen invited her to tag along in the car ride. She rode to the arena with Anna, who’s going straight to the hotel with her boyfriendhausen.”

“Do you mind me coming along? If it’s a bother, I can catch a ride with someone else. I know you don’t usually go out with everyone, I was kinda surprised when Danhausen said you were tonight.” Hook could tell she was nervous, as she started fidgeting with the handle of her suitcase.

“Nah, it’s fine.” He ran his hand through his hair before adding in, “Danhausen convinced me we needed team bonding. Didn’t really give me a choice in the matter of going out.” She giggled at that, and his heart skipped a beat at the sound.

“Well, I’m glad he convinced you. Tonight will be fun.” She smiled at him, tilting her head down the hall. “Let’s go!”

✨at the bar✨

How is she doing it? He wondered to himself. How is she having so much fun sober while I’m two drinks in and miserable. God, I need to smoke.

“What are you doing over here by yourself moping?” Danhausen interrupted his thoughts.

Hook sighed, twirling the glass in his hand to hear that satisfying clink of the ice. “I don’t like big groups like this. If the lads were here, it’d be a different story.”

“You know everyone here.”

“Yeah, but not like that. I’m not close with everyone. I keep to myself.”

“You like to party. Danhausen has seen you.”

“Yeah, when I’m with my friends.”

“Danhausen is your friend.”

Hook sighed, chugging the end of his drink. “Yes, you are. That’s about it.”

“She can be too. Put in the effort.”

“What would I even say to her?”

Danhausen turned to look at her, before turning back to his slumping friend. “Well, she just lost her third game of pool. Do you know how to play?”

Hook shrugged his shoulders, giving a slight nod.

“So, go offer her some help. Ask her if she’d like a partner.” Hook glanced her way, catching her pouting at Adam Cole taunting her for her defeat. He couldn’t help but find her pouting completely adorable.

“But-“ Hook started, being interrupted by Danhausen almost immediately.

“No buts. No thinking. Just go over there.” Danhausen pulled him out of his seat and shoved Hook in her direction.

Hook quickly caught his step, before heading over to her while trying to act casual. With all his effort, he couldn’t get his heart to slow down even the slightest bit.

“3-0! Undefeated bay bay!” Adam laughed, putting the pool stick down on the table.

“I told you I suck!” She said, crossing her arms over her chest. “I can’t even play 8 ball on iMessage.” Rolling her eyes, she glanced to her left and was surprised to find Hook approaching.

“Need a hand? I’m pretty good at pool. We could team?” Hook reached back, rubbing his neck anxiously.

She smiled at him, before turning to grin at Adam in victory. “Yeah, why don’t we have a nice game of two v two. You won’t be bragging by the end of that!”

Adam laughed, glancing down at his watch. Before he could say anything, Britt approached him. “Ready to get going? We got an early flight home tomorrow so I can make my appointments.”

“Aw, you’re lucky, Britt’s saving you from having your winning streak ended.”

Adam laughed at that. “Trust me, kid, you’d still lose even with a partner. Rain check for that game.” Adam wrapped his arm around Britt. “Night, guys.”

Hook and her watched as the couple walked away. He felt defeated as he watched his chance with her go out the door, no longer having a need to play pool.

“He was right, ya know.” His eyes snapped in her direction, finding her already looking back at him. “I’m really bad at pool. We would’ve lost.”

“So, maybe it’s good he’s leaving.” Hook leaned past her, grabbing the stick Adam had left on the table.

She tilted her head in confusion. “Are you going to kick my ass in pool now?”

He laughed at that. “No, I’m going to teach you how to play, so we can kick Adam’s ass next time.”

#aew #aew hook #all elite wrestling #send hook #aew hook imagine #aew fanfiction #aew one shot

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heelbucks · 6 months

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Being in a poly relationship with HookHausen hcs?

poly!hookhausen hcs

danhausen immediately threatening to curse anyone who hurts you two in the ring

hook likes being little spoon secretly

being the only people hook shares his chips with <33

they def fight over who gets to kiss you first when they get home

taz loving you and being so understanding of your dynamic

being middle spoon so you get to be held and hold one of your boys

they both love getting their hair played with and thank god you have two hands

head scratches are the only way to get them to danhausen to shut up sometimes, even though you love his ramblings.

trying to make them break character when you're helping them film promos

helping donovan do his makeup <33

as always my inbox is open for requests 🩷

#danhausen smut #danhausen x reader #hook smut #hook x reader #hook fluff #poly!hookhausen

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homoeroticgrappling · 5 months

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This is so adorable oh my god, Clara has chips and the paint she's literally hookhausen

#it's like she's their fusion #them hanging out backstage after she gave hook the biggest low five ever??? this is so adorable I may cry #AEW #Hookhausen #Danhausen #Hook #Little Danhausen

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hookhausenschips · 6 months

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Chapter Three

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Summary: Azha is starting to feel some things after the race in Austin

Warnings: pick me’s, lando has no rizz, disqualification, Austin Grand Prix

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Tonight is the gala for Formula Drift. I was invited as a potential signee for next season. I remember receiving the call from Ryan Sage, the co-founder and President after the crew and I had got back to our hotel after the video with Quadrant. “Hey Azha I had gotten your number from your Manager. I’m Ryan Sage and I’m the President of Formula Drift. I’ve been watching you for a couple of years now, I’m very impressed with your skills. We are having an event soon and I was wondering if you would like to come? Meet some of the drivers, get a feel of everything. If you like what you see we can schedule a meeting sometime soon since your season is over soon.”

That was three weeks ago, now here I am in my hotel room here in London. My personal team rushes around the room. My stylist helps me into my dress, my hair team fixes my goddess braids, and my makeup crew gets their things ready. My manager Kiara sits in the chair next to mine at the makeup station. “Do you think you’re going to sign?” She asked. I looked up from my phone, “I’m not sure. I quite like where I am but this would be a huge push for my career.” I answered. She nodded, “Do you think they’ll make you choose?” “Between what?” I ask as I’m zipped into my dress. “The underground and them.” She clarified. I shook my head while looking at my nails, “Even if they try I’m going to have my lawyer draw up my contract stating they won’t be allowed to without me quitting. I’ve been in the underground practically all my life. I would quit this lifestyle for it.” I spoke.

Arriving at the gala thankfully there’s no red carpet. I hate being yelled at by paparazzi to pose this or that. I’m not an exhibit. Walking in with Kiara the place is packed. “Now all you have to do is run your elbows with some people, turn up the charm, and then we can leave okay? I know how bad these events make your anxiety.” She whispered as we were handed flutes of champagne by the wait staff. I nodded and looked around the ballroom. It’s going to be a long night.

God, I was bored. Having so many of the same repetitive conversations with people. “Oh you’re new, what do you do?” Blah blah blah. “Kiara, we’ve been here almost two hours. I’m starving for an actual meal. Let’s dip out of here please.” I whisper to her. She looks around and notices the room is still packed. “Okay well since you’ve already spoken with Ryan and some of the sponsors I’d say we can sneak out. Come on.” She said then grabbing my hand to lead the way. Finally. These fancy events were never my thing. Yes, the dresses were always pretty but I’d rather crash than stand here and talk to people who have never raced a day in their lives. Making it out the door she gives the valet the ticket with our car number on it and we wait. “Where do you want to eat?” She questioned while typing away on her phone. “Somewhere that has burgers please,” I say as we step into our rented 2023 Chevrolet Corvette. “Alrighty then.” She said pulling off. Finally getting our fill of London burgers we head back to the hotel. My phone dings and I see it’s a message from Lando.

After changing and redoing my makeup I grab my phone and the car keys then set off to pick him up. I pull up and see him standing outside. I get out as he walks up to the car. I toss him the keys, “You’re driving.” I say and climb into the passenger seat. “I thought the offer was you were the one taking me racing?” He questioned starting the car. “I could tell you wanted to take her for a spin once I pulled up,” I stated. He smiled, “You’re not wrong.” And we pulled off. Just cruising around enjoying the sights at night with some music playing I turn to look at the man driving. He was wearing his hat backwards, a sweatshirt, and jeans. A nice watch on his left wrist plus a chain around his neck. “You know it’s not nice to stare.” He spoke. I chuckle, “Just seeing if Ria was right about you having no style.” I say. He turns to look at me with a raised brow. “Oh, so you two talk about me?” He questioned. “Not a lot. I asked who the diva and fashionista s’all. She said you’re starting to get fashion but not a lot.” I reply. He nodded and continued driving.

“You know, you’ve never said what you do,” I say after a while as we pull up to a red light. “I never saw that it was relevant.” He said. “Aw come on we’re friends right?” I questioned. “Yeah of course.” He replied. “You know what I do for a living. Both sides. I barely know what you do.” I say. “You don’t look through my Instagram?” He asked as we drove onto the highway. I shook my head, “No not really. I just post on mine when I’m supposed to. Other than that I’m not really on Instagram. Other places I am.” I answer. “You never looked me up online?” “No? Why would I need to, you’re not Joe from You so I think I’m safe.” I say. He laughed. “I drive a race car.” He spoke. I sat up in my seat, “Like mine?” I asked excitedly. “No not really, I drive a Formula car.” He replied. “Interesting. You haven’t been busy lately from what the group has said. Are you on break?” I speak. He nodded, “Just for the week then I’m off to Austin. What about you, how’s your break?” I smile, “The season is over. I’m a free woman until April. Well, sort of I guess.” I replied. “Would you like to come to Austin? To uh you know see me race?” He asked. “How long is it?” I counter. “Well, I’m there from October 18th through the 23rd. We have practice and qualifying the 20th and the race is that Sunday. It’s a Sprint weekend so you’ll really get the full experience.” He explained. I hadn’t realized we had parked. “I can’t guarantee it but I will see what I can do okay?” I say while looking at him. He nodded and shut off the car. “Have you ever seen the eye?” He asked. I shook my head, “Come on, it’s really beautiful at night.” He spoke before getting out and running to my side to open my door. I smile and thank him as we walk to see the infamous London Eye.

“So it’s basically just a Ferris wheel?” I asked standing next to Lando as we looked at the lights. “Pretty much.” He replied. “Why is it called the eye then?” I questioned. “You ask a lot of questions.” He said. I look at him, “I am naturally a very inquisitive person. There’s nothing wrong with that Lando Norris. Don’t you ever question things in the world? Or wonder why things happen?” I reply. He shakes his head then looks back at me, “Or just nosey.” He teased. I gasped, “You think that lowly of me?” I faux being hurt and place my hand on my chest. He smiled. “Just for that, I should push you into the water,” I said while gesturing to the huge body of water behind us. “Or better yet. Leave you here.” “And how would you do that without the keys?” He countered. “Easy. Take the keys then push you in the water duh.” I say slowly getting closer to him. “You wouldn’t dare.” He whispered. “I just might if you don’t take that back Norris,” I say. “I don’t think I will.” He smirked. “You know you’re lucky you’re cute or I’d beat you up and then leave you here.” I roll my eyes smiling. “You think I’m cute?” He teased. “Such a bimbo. Come on I want to get some pictures.” I say before walking to the Wheel.

We continued to walk around by the water, talking about anything and everything. “So then I couldn’t stop laughing and my shirt was just soaked in milk.” He laughed explaining one of Quadrant’s videos. “Oh my god, I am going to have to watch back at the hotel and send you my live reactions.” I laugh as well. Before continuing we heard a couple of voices. “Oh my gosh, you’re Lando Norris. Sorry to bother but can we get some pictures?” We looked to see a group of maybe three to four girls. He looked at me, “I’ll be fine go ahead.” I whispered. He nodded and turned back to the girls, “Uh yeah of course.” The girls smiled. “Could you take the group picture? Then we can take turns on our own.” One asked while holding her phone out. I nodded and took the picture. While the girls took their turns, one just kept looking at me funny. “Are you dating Lando?” She asked. I was taken aback. “No, he’s just a friend,” I say. “Good because he would never be with someone who looks like you.” She glared. I laughed. “Honey, I’m not sure how your brain works but putting other girls down isn’t going to make you love yourself more or ever achieve Lando’s attention. Take that pick-me attitude plus racist behavior and shove it up your ass. Mkay? I hope you enjoy the rest of your night. ” I smile and walk back over joining Lando. She continues glaring. “Ready to go?” He asked. I nodded. “Thank you for the pictures, Lando. Your girlfriend is really pretty. Have a nice night guys.” One of the girls said before they headed off. He looked at me slightly blushing. “Don’t worry I’m sure they’ll figure out we’re not together,” I say patting his chest. He looked confused, “How?” “I kind of went off after the taller one tried to verbally attack me.” He raised his eyebrows in disbelief, “Do tell.” I chuckle. “I can on the way dropping you off. It is getting pretty late.” I say as we walk to the car.

“Are you fucking serious?” Lando seethed in the passenger seat after telling him what had happened. “Lando it’s no big deal. She didn’t hurt my feelings, I doubt she ever could. The insecurity was there and I wasn’t going to fall for it.” I spoke. “Still, that is ridiculous. You’re my friend, someone I care about and she is supposedly a fan of mine acting like that? Unacceptable.” He argued. “She was put in her place. Although I’m sure once they post those pictures she’ll try to bad mouth me. I could tell her energy was off so if she wants to open that can of worms I have it on recording. There’s not much you can do now. ” I replied trying to ease his anger. “I can. People would do those things all the time when I was with my ex. Yes, we’re not dating but I’m going to stop this before it gets too far.” He said while typing on his phone. I sigh knowing there’s not much I can do to change his mind. “I hope they didn’t ruin tonight.” He spoke after a few minutes of silence minus him still typing away at his phone. “Lando they could never. I actually had a lot of fun tonight. Thank you.” I say looking at him for a split second. He smiled. “See there’s a smile. Thought that frown would be a permanent fixture on your face. I don’t think wrinkles would suit you at this age.” I teased as we pulled up to his hotel. “Wow, you’re so funny. Don’t quit your day job.” He replied. I laugh before parking the car and hopping out with him. He pulls me to him and hugs me. “I had a great time too. And I’m glad you did as well. Text me when you make it back to your hotel so I know you made it safely alright?” He said while squeezing me slightly tighter. I hugged him back. “Of course. I’ll also let you know about Texas as well. Goodnight Lando.” I pull away looking at him. “Goodnight Azha.” He spoke and I turned to get back into the car. “Keep that smile, Norris, it looks great on you.” I wink and close the door after seeing him grin while blushing yet again tonight. Then I pulled off back to my hotel.

I slowly and quietly opened the door to the room knowing Kiara was asleep in her bed. I checked my phone as I walked into the bathroom to take a quick shower, ‘3:57 am’. Jesus and our flight is at 6:30. Another night of barely any sleep. I unlock my phone and text Lando that I made it back safely then hopped in the shower.

Skip a week to Race day in Austin

The last few days have been eventful, to say the least. I can understand why people love this type of racing. Will it ever compete with street racing in my heart? Probably not. “What’re you thinking about over there?” Lando asked as we relaxed in his Driver’s room before the race. “Everything.” I sigh. “Care to elaborate?” He asked. “Nah. You can sit in anticipation for a while longer.” I smiled. He shook his head and chuckled, “Fiiine I didn’t want to know anyway. Keep your secrets.” He said. “I signed with Formula Drift on Monday,” I spoke while looking at him. “Are you serious?” He beamed. I nod. He jumped up and tackled me on the couch. “Oh my god, that’s amazing! Congratulations. We have to celebrate.” He almost yelled in my ear as he hugged me. The door then opened and in walked Ria, Max, and Aarav. “Well, don’t you two look cozy,” Max smirked while wiggling his eyebrows. Lando and I separated, “Azha just told me some fantastic news. That’s all.” He said while standing to move away from the couch again. “Uh huh and what is this news?” Max asked. The three looked at me, I smiled sheepishly. “I signed with Formula Drift on Monday. I start for the 2024 season as soon as it starts.” I said. They all screamed and hugged me. “Now guys it’s alright no need to make it a big deal. Someone else deserves the spotlight today.” I say. “What do you mean! This is a huge deal!” Ria shouted. “Lando is at 100 races, he deserves the spotlight more than I do right now,” I whispered. “We can celebrate together,” Lando said. I shook my head, “Today is YOU. Not me. That’s a milestone in your career. I’m just restarting mine.” I said. “You’re too humble for your own good,” Aarav said. I smiled, “And yet you all love me for it anyway.”

End of Race

Max, Ria, Aarav, and I cheered alongside the McLaren garage as Lando pulled into Parc Femme for third place. We all joined the team at the barrier as he jumped out of his car and raised his hands in the air, the cheers somehow got louder. He jogged over and jumped into his team's arms. They all were patting on his helmet and saying their congrats in various ways. He then got to us and I let the Quadrant crew hug him and celebrate, they’ve been here for his journey longer than I have anyway. He looked around and once he saw me he pulled me to him and hugged me. I couldn’t really hear him that well, “Thank you.” Was all I caught as he pulled away. I looked at him through his helmet and smiled, “Congrats!” I cheered. He then walked over to be weighed and take his headgear off. I was overwhelmed with so many emotions alongside the adrenaline; happiness, astonishment, proudness, admiration, amazement, and something I couldn’t quite place. You could see the joy on Lando’s face from the win. And the love he had for his sport. It was, he was beautiful, even if he had helmet hair. Beautiful? I shook my head, why am I thinking like this? Before I could analyze more, Ria grabbed my arm and told me we had to get front row for podium. I nodded and walked with the group towards the stage.

We watched from below as the three, Max, Lewis, and of course, Lando, received their trophies. “Ready for the best part?” Ria asked. “The race wasn’t it?” I questioned, and she giggled. “Just wait.” She replied pointing back at the stage. Suddenly suds were sprayed everywhere. I was shocked as I felt the spray from the stage. “Here he goes,” Max said, then Lando slammed his bottle on the ground and the thing erupted like a volcano. “He does that all the time?” I asked looking in awe. The three nodded. “Here come on he’ll meet us back at the garage,” Max said as we began our way to the garage. We arrived to hear cheers from the team as they took their picture. I stood with the three as we waited for them to finish. Soon they all departed to the garage or somewhere else on the track. Lando walked over with his teammate who I had yet to meet. “Sorry to see what happened out there, Oscar,” Max said hugging the other male. “It’s alright, it happens. There’s still a few more races left.” The man spoke. “The Shootout and Sprint were great though,” Ria added. He nodded before looking at me, his eyes widened. “You’re Azha Skye. Lando here won’t shut up about you.” Oscar spoke. I smiled sheepishly, “I take it you have seen my racing?” I ask. “Are you kidding? I think the whole grid has once they heard you were coming.” He smiled. I looked at Lando as he stood there awkwardly rubbing the back of his neck. “Well, it’s not as exciting as what you guys do,” I say looking back at the Aussie. “Are you kidding? You pull some daring moves.” Oscar said. I smiled, “Here let’s all go to the A/C and I’ll tell you more then.” I spoke.

Finally settling back in Lando’s driver room after meeting and speaking with many of the drivers, telling them stories of my sport. Collapsing back in the same spot I was mere hours ago I look over at Lando. “You know you would think attention from a huge group of guys would feel good. Boost an ego or make you feel desirable.” I spoke. He looked at me, “I’m used to the attention but that… I don’t know how to explain that. Weird? I’m not sure. Or terrible because I didn’t want to take the spotlight off of you. Today is so special for you. In your 100th race, you place top five in the shootout and the sprint, and then you take third place overall in the race. You deserve all the praise, not me just standing here being support.” I spoke. He smiled, “Always looking out for other people. It’s okay Azha. You deserve some sort of celebration especially since you’re joining Formula D.” He spoke. I shook my head, “Today is for you, Lando. It would be different if I was racing but I’m not. I’m not here as Azha the drift racer. I’m here as your friend and someone to support you.” I sighed. Before he could say anything the door opened and one of his engineers poked their head in, “Hey Lando, so some things have happened between the FIA and two racers. Lewis and Charles have been disqualified. So you’re not P2. Your trophy is in the garage.” They said. Lando and I looked at each other in shock as the engineer left. Once the words sunk in I spoke again, “See. Today is about you. Even the universe agrees Mr. P2. Come on let’s go get that trophy of yours.”

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