F1 One Shots - Requests Closed

Sebastian Vettel- Radio

61- requested by ReynoldsHolland 

Seb and I always enjoyed long car rides. We always play his playlist because as he says, it is superior to mine.

I like to disagree but he's right. He has a perfect mix of modern and classic. 

Today we're on a journey to Venice from Switzerland.

That's about a six hour drive and once again we're listening to Seb's playlist.

Singing along to things such as:

'Do I Wanna Know?'  by the Arctic Monkeys

↤↤↤↤↤'Do I wanna know?'↦↦↦↦↦

↤↤↤↤↤'If this feelin' flows both ways?'↦↦↦↦↦

↤↤↤↤↤(Sad to see you go) 'Was sorta hopin' that you'd stay,'↦↦↦↦↦

↤↤↤↤↤(Baby, we both know) 'That the nights were mainly made,'↦↦↦↦↦

↤↤↤↤↤'For sayin' things that you can't say tomorrow day.'↦↦↦↦↦

'Thought I Told You'  by The Academic

↤↤↤↤↤'If you like this,'↦↦↦↦↦

↤↤↤↤↤'Tell me why do I always find you with the same clothes on?' ↦↦↦↦↦

↤↤↤↤↤'Have you got someone waiting for you if we call this off?'↦↦↦↦↦

'Why'd You Only Call Me When You're High?'  by the Arctic Monkeys

↤↤↤↤↤'Now it's three in the morning,'↦↦↦↦↦

↤↤↤↤↤'And I'm tryna change your mind.'↦↦↦↦↦

↤↤↤↤↤'Left you multiple missed calls,'↦↦↦↦↦

↤↤↤↤↤'And to my message you reply',↦↦↦↦↦

↤↤↤↤↤'Why'd you only call me when you're high?'↦↦↦↦↦

They were my favourite songs on the playlist, I don't know if Sebastian loves them but I do.

I could turn the radio up as loud as possible and listen to these songs over and over again. 

Seb's hand rested on my thigh as we drove. He hummed along to the songs, sometimes his fingers even drummed the beat on my leg.

About 3 hours into the journey we noticed something with the radio.

"Seb, pull over," I told him.

"Why?" He asked.

"You're the tech wiz and I think something's up with the radio," I explained, inspecting the device.

Seb did as I told him, pulling in at the next exit and stopping at a garage. 

He took a quick look.

"Nothings wrong," he told me, rolling his eyes.

I switched on the radio and nothing but static played.

"Somethings wrong with it Sebby. I'm telling you," I said, even changing to a radio station to prove my point.

"Still static."

He pressed a button on the device and the whole radio station popped out of the car.

I glared at the German man beside me.

"I think it's broken," I spoke sarcastically.

Seb chuckled, pulling me into his arms. Kissing my forehead lovingly.

"My phone still works," he smiled.

I laughed at him, returning the hug I was still in.