Formula One Shots

On my way - Stoffel Vandoorne

This is the first time I write an One Shot based on a song. The title of the song is "On my way" from "The Baseballs"
I hope you will enjoy it.

I'm feeling kind of lost
A thousand weeks a million miles
A billion shows apart from you
This heartache hurts too much
I miss your arms, I want your lips
I need your touch

5 weeks. It had been 5 weeks since the last time Stoffel has seen you. 5 weeks, which are dominated from desire. Of course you are skyping every day with Stoffel, but it's not the same. You are kind of lost without him. He is the counterpart of you.
Austria, Britain, Hungary. He went to all the races without you. And you? You had to work. The miles between you gnaws at you. Some people would say the distance made their love to each other stronger, but that's a lie. Every time.
It feels wrong, to be alone at your big house in Belgium. It feels wrong to wake up in a full-size bed alone. It feels wrong that Stoffel is not the last and first person you see every day. Everything feels wrong without him.
Every day something is happening and you want immediately that Stoffel would be with you, to experience it with you.
These are the moments, why love is growing. Sharing moments together.
But this is not the only thing you are missing. You miss the moments Stoffel is taking you close to him. Cuddling in your bed or on the couch.
Kissing him every time you want to is a privilege. Or the moments you touch each other accidentally. For some couples it would be normal, but not for you. The moments both of you are grabbing at the remote or other stuff, are very special to you. It means he is back for a while, that he can share every moment with you, to build new memories. You are addicted on it.

The sweet smell of your neck

You are not the only one, Stoffel has the same feelings, the same problems. It feels wrong for him to walk into the paddock without you. It feels wrong that nobody is waiting for him after a race.
The last time you have seen your boyfriend, you gave him a stuffed animal. Stoffel is taking the little bear to every race. He is sending you pics, the bear in the paddock, the bear in the hotel bed or the bear sitting in front of the mirror while Stoffel is brushing his teeth.
The desire for you is growing every day. Stoffel is already missing your perfume. Luckily he knows your favourite brand and so Stoffel walks into a store the next day, to buy your perfume. But it's not for you. He is taking the perfume to spray it on the bear. Oh god, he is so desperated without you. But it works at least for him. Every time Stoffel is closing his eyes, he smells your perfume. He imagines that you are laying beside him, it helps him to fall asleep easier, but the next morning is distracting. He wakes up with a smile, want to give you a kiss until he is opening his eyes and knows that he is alone, like you.

Can't wait to be with you
After all the time on the road
In the bus it's been so long

Stoffel is counting the days until he is finally at home, and so do you. The flights without you are boring, he is annoyed of every person, who is trying to speak with him during the flight. He has to see you. He is not the same without you. Tomorrow, is the only word, which is wandering through his mind. Tomorrow Stoffel will be at home. On your side. It's been so long that this happened.

     I am on my way home now

Right now, Right now
And nothing in my way to you
You know
You know
You know

Stoffel wants to surprise you. He never called you, that he is coming a day earlier. He wants to see your reaction immediately, not a unpersonally phone call.
He is going out of the airport, directly to the rented cars. Another downside of being not often at home is that you need somebody, who pick you up from the airport. Of course it's normally your job, but if he wants to surprise you, he needs another plan.
Half a hour later Stoffel is sitting in a Honda CR-V, hopefully the engine do not break down...
But even a engine problem couldn't stop him, to see you again after the longest 5 weeks of his entire life.

A few more hours to go
Till I see your face, hear your voice
Feel your warmth, your next to me
The screen between us two
It will be gone, and we can look
Into our eyes

Your house is standing a hour away of the airport. Unfortunately every person from Belgium have decided to drive in the same direction like Stoffel and now he is stucked in a traffic jam. 2 hours until he will see you. 2 hours, which felt like 2 years. He can't wait. He is so impatient. He wants to see you again, he wants to listen to your voice, to your stories and memories you made the last weeks without him. He wants to feel you on his side, where you belong to. He wants that the screen, which is appearing every time he leaves you, fall down, that he can clearly see you. That his eyes are meeting yours, that he can see how much you have missed him, how much you are loving him.

To feel your hand in mine

Stoffel stops the engine. He finally reached his destination. Your home. He got out of the car, going to the front door and open it. He kicks off his shoes. He hears the music from the living room and makes his way toward it. Stoffel stops in the door frame, watching you while you are cleaning the room, but he couldn't resist any longer. Stoffel is going to you and taking your free hand.
You gasp, you hadn't heard your boyfriend, due to the music. You turn around to face Stoffel and it took no second longer and you was finally back in his arms.

You lying in my arms
In our bed, our house
Just you and me, it's been so long

5 weeks since the last time you have seen each other, 5 weeks you hadn't a chance to kiss each other or to hug each other. 5 weeks and they are finally gone. It's past and the only thing what matters now is the present. You are laying in Stoffels arms, feeling snugged. Every reunion, atone every second without each other.
Nothing feels wrong anymore.
You are laying in your full-size bed again, but this time with Stoffel.
And he will be the first and the last person you see every day. At least for a few days.

I am on my way home now
Right now, Right now
And nothing in my way to you
You know
You know
You know

He isn't on the road anymore. He is at home, on your side. Nothing is in his way anymore because his destination is right in front of him.