Formula One Os - Driver x Driver [Requests CLOSED]

Strohlein- The Great Unknown

Hey ! This one shot is for xkimisliefx ! I hope you'll like it 😘😆 (sorry for the time I took... Once again I'm late 😱😅)

Pascal was sitting in the back of the Williams garage. Today was the Canadian's last race with this team. He wanted to impress his boss, show the world that he deserved to be in a Formula 1 team. Lance knew that his car wasn't the best, but he believed that he could push it at least in the top 10.

Pascal was a bit worried. Right before his boyfriend jumped in his car he had told him to drive safely, but he knew that the Canadian was ready to do anything to impress the world.

We were just kids at one time
Not a care, living free in this life
Who was there to catch us when we got knocked down?

The Canadian was ready. He could feel the adrenaline pulsing through his veins. The lights eventually shut down. The engine roared and the speed pressed his body against his seat. The cars in front of him were near him. He concentrated and pushed his car in a small hole between the Force India and the Mclaren. he had just passed two car in the first turn. He had to continue like this until his thirst of success was satisfied. Lance was pushing the Williams to the maximum of its performance.

After a long run, it was almost the end of the race, Lance was almost 6th. It was perfect. He was 7, ready to overtake Hulkenberg. The yellow car was a few meters away from him. He could feel the slipstream of the Renault helping him. But suddenly he lost the control of the car. He couldn't do anything to stop it. The Williams hit the tire wall at full speed and the car started rolling over.

People say you learn the hard way
But you need the good and the bad days
I've had my share of both and more

The only thing Lance could see was the sky then the ground and the sky again, the ground, the sky, the ground, the sky, the ground. Eventually the car stopped after hitting another fence. The Canadian's head hit violently the side of his car.

When Pascal saw the crash he felt his heart stop beating. He ran to the engineer and harassed him to know if his boyfriend was fine. He was shaking. Seconds seemed to last hours. Every thoughts had vacated his mind. His eyes were fixed on the mess that was the Williams. The helmet inside the car wasn't moving. Pascal saw Lance's engineer talking but he couldn't hear what he was saying. He looked worried, pressing against the radio button again and again. The frown on his face didn't announce anything good.

And I know we'll work it out
But I'm terrified that I will let you down

Then, the helmet moved a bit. Pascal took a breath he hadn't realized he was holding. The outside world seemed to move again.

"Lance are you okay ?" Asked his engineer again through the radio.

"I'm fine." He eventually replied trying to hold his tears.

But Pascal knew that he was maybe fine physically but not mentally. He shook his head, tears rushing to his eyes. The relief made his legs shake and he let himself fall on his seat at the back of the garage.

And I've got to know, will I be good enough?
Will I be there to stand you up?
Will I do things the right way?
Will I spend my days afraid?

Lance came out of the car. He couldn't remove his helmet or the world would see that he was crying. He looked at his car which was crushed against the fence and kick violently the gravel. He wanted to destroy this shitty car.

When he entered his garage, he threw his gloves violently against the wall his helmet still on and walked to his room angrily. Pascal immediately followed him. A loud commotion startled the German as he was climbing the stairs behind Lance. His helmet was laying in front of the shut door of the small room where Lance was. The German carefully opened the door. The Canadian was pacing in the small room.