One shots Formula One

live confession (Sebastian Vettel)

You walk to the German track. It is a race weekend and you always help Ted Kravits with his notebook. You love your job and get along with most of the drivers really well, especially a certain German. Yesterday there had been some minor problems with Sebastian's car so you are on your way to his garage.

“Hey Ted.” You say happily when you stand next to him.

“Hey y/n!” He says. “You know what happened yesterday with Sebastian's car. How do you think he reacted? Or do you know it? After all you know him really well.” You smile. Yes, you know him really well.

“He was really calm. He had faith in his team and as far as I know he was right to have so.” Ted nodded.

“How well do you and Sebastian get along? Sometimes in the hotel we see the two of you together, but we don't really know anything about the two of you together.” You blush slightly, but you try to hide it.

“We get along really well. I really like him..” Your eyes went wide. “I really like hanging out with him!” You correct yourself, but your bright red cheeks don't lie. You definitely like him. Ted has a grin on his face and then turns to the camera and you just want to disappear: you just said you like Sebastian on live television! You turn around and walk away, tears threatening to fall down. How could you do that? You had been denying your feelings for Sebastian, but deep down you knew the truth and now there was no denying possible any more. You get into a cab and tell the driver to go to the hotel where you stay and you gather your things to get in another cab which drives towards your parents home, about thirty minutes away.

“Darling!” Your mother exclaims surprised when she sees you. “What are you doing here?!” The tears that have been threatening the whole time now fall down. Your mother looks shocked and embraces you. “What happened honey?” You take your phone and look for the right video, which isn't to hard since it is all over the internet. You show it to your mother and you can see she doesn't know how to react, but she does pull you close again.

“Do you have some ice cream?” You ask and your mother laughs.

“It doesn't matter in what kind of situation you are somehow you can always eat ice cream.” A small smile plays on your lips as your mother walks away to get you an ice cream. You sit down on the sofa and you put the television on to watch the race. Sebastian does very well and you sigh in relieve as he crosses the line in third position. You switch off the television again and you let yourself fall flat on the sofa. Why did these words have to slip out of your mouth? Why did you have to make it so difficult for yourself? Why didn't you see that the camera was on? All these questions circle around through your thoughts until you see your phone light up and Sebastian's name appears on the display. You let it ring, because you are scared of his reaction. By now he should know that you like him more than just friends. He doesn't give up though and keeps calling you and sending you texts, but you are too scared to answer the calls or read the messages. “Y/n, aren't you going to answer that?” Your mother asks when your phone rings for the billionth time. You shake your head.

“No…” She shrugs her shoulders and leaves you alone.

When the next race weekend comes up you can't stay home any longer. You will have to go to the track and the thought of facing Sebastian makes you want to curl up and sit quietly in a corner. You put on your sunglasses because the weather is nice and sunny.

“Hey Ted!” You say, a small smile on your face, but further you are completely tensed up.

“Hey y/n, ready for today?” You nod and stand next to him while the camera starts rolling. You help Ted with his notebook and when the camera stops you eyes fall on a German, who is watching you in a red Ferrari shirt. You start to panic and you turn around and walk away. You look behind you to see that Sebastian is still following you. You quicken your pace, trying to get away from him, but after a couple of minutes a warm and soft hand takes a hold of your wrist. He turns you around and looks at you, but you look down at our feet.

“Y/n.” He says and makes you look at him. He takes of your sunglasses and looks you straight in the eyes. “Why didn't you answer my calls?”

“I am sorry, but I felt and still really bad for saying all those things on live television and I know it is embarrassing for you too and I am so sorry and I didn't answer because…” You can't talk further due to Sebastian's lips on yours. You are surprised at first, but soon you kiss back, thinking this could be the only chance you'll ever get to kiss him. When the two of you are both out of breath Sebastian pulls back and looks you in the eyes again, his bright blue eyes are sparkling.

“I hope that says it all.” You frown. You think you know what he means, but you don't dare to hope you are right. “I like you too.” Sebastian explains, making you smile brightly.

“Really?” You ask, just to be sure.

“Really.” And with that he kisses you for the second time.  

I know it is a bit later than I said it would be, but long live the laptops that always crash at the wrong moments🎉😬 but here it is anyway VettelFerrari