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Ever since you were a kid, a path was drawn for you by your parents. Graduate high school at 17, play some tough sport like hockey your whole childhood, get into pre-med at 18, date at 21, get into med at 22, marry at 25, graduate at 27, first kid at 27, residency at 28, second kid at 30, work at 32. You hated the plan. You didn’t want to marry young or have kids. You didn’t want to play hockey, but your dad told you that you hadn’t time for that F1 bullshit you enjoyed. But worse of all, you didn’t want a med career. Growing up, you always had a passion for the screen. At 14, you used to sneak to theater classes to improve your skills. When you kissed good bye being a minor, your acceptance letter came. Not from the college your parents wanted you on, but to have your first actual role as an actor. Small, but still enough. Moving out of home must have been the hardest thing, especially when your dad was giving you the cold shoulder. Anyway, it happened that the role stopped being small after how good you and your co-stars acted. Getting used to the fame, you still hadn’t feel whole. You needed a replacement for the coldness of your parents. And that’s how you end up dating some singer. The relationship wasn’t fine, it was toxic. He wasn’t trustable and was always lying. It took you a while till you managed to finally let go with the help of your friends. After that, you swore you wouldn’t give yourself to anyone anymore. That until Lando. When you first met, it was through an event. He was a big fan of your acting and you guys talked through the whole night. From then on, it’s history. Seven months and a lot of overcomed obstacles later, you guys got together. You knew he wasn’t toxic, but old habits die screaming, no? Everyday, he did his best to prove you he was the right for you. ——————— The first time it happened, you were in the kitchen of his penthouse. Sitting on the counter, you watched him as he tried a new recipe. Your eyes didn’t even dare to dart to his phone when it buzzed. “Can you look it for me?” He asked. You stayed frozen for maybe a whole minute before you grabbed the phone. The wallpaper was a picture of you. “It’s your birthday.” Lando told you the password. Almost crying in your spot, you unlocked the phone. Your ex never trusted you with his phone. ——————— The second time it happened was when you knocked a glass over. “I’ll clean it up, I promise.” You said, already crouched down to the shattered glass. “No, babe. Leave it there. Did you cut yourself, are you alright?” He asked, pulling you to your feet, analyzing your hands for any scratches. “I’m sorry I broke the glass.” “It’s just glass, you’re more important than shattered hot sand.” Lando kissed your temple while your hands trembled on his. ——————— The third time it happened, was on a party. Enjoying yourself in the dance floor, you didn’t notice a guy staring at you until it was too late. You quickly turned the polite dude away when he asked for your number. Turing around, you noticed Lando looking at you from the booth he was sat on. You quickly approached. “I’m sorry, Lan.” “For what?” “For that guy, I swear I turned him down and…” “I know.” He cut you off before you could spiral. “I trust you, darling.” He pecked your lips. “Now go have some fun.” ——————— The fourth time it happened was during the awards season. With a new role of yours, you were winning a lot of prizes and you were over the moon for it. Although, Lando wasn’t having a great start of season and that made you go quiet when he arrived. “I’m dead.” He mumbled, dropping on the couch next to you. Your hand found his hair as soon as he layed his head on your lap. “You wanna talk about it?” You asked. “No.” He turned to lookup at you. “Tell me about your weekend.” “It was fine.” He gave you a look. “You just been awarded. You don’t need to act down just because my weekend wasn’t so great.” You hesitated. “Tell me all about it.” And you did. ——————— Everyday, Lando proved you how you were worth of love.