Formula 1 One Shots

(NR) - "You're so getting that back!"

This is a request of Mary727262

I loved writing this story so much I wrote it in one night, it's now around 3 am and I just felt like posting it so here you go.

Happy reading!

Screams of a woman fill the hospital hallways. The closer to said room, the louder the screams. Inside the hospital room, the whitewalls seem to shake, the crowd not really helping the lady giving birth. Nurses moms and dads and of course the lover by her side, in the same room as her all panicking about the small mistake made about 9 months ago.

"Just one more push. You're almost there!" The sweet nurse says, holding the head of the unexpected baby.

"I can't, I can't." Vivian cries out of breath. Seconds later pushing one last time.

"It's a (Your gender)!" exclaims the brown-haired nurse, holding up the baby. The newborn's cries fill the crowded room.

"It's beautiful." Nico Rosberg sighs in 'awh'. "So beautiful..."

"We can't keep it, Nico, we're too young," Vivian says, trying to find air. The nurse walks to her and wants to give her the baby. "I don't want to hold it. I want to put it up for adoption."

"Give y/g to me. Viv, please I don't want to say goodbye to our baby." A tear rolls down Nico's cheek when he hold his newborn.

"Nico, we just got together, you're eighteen-"

"I know, I didn't want to either. This could be the end of my career!"

"I'll care for y/g. Close but not too close. Still in your lives but not ruling it." Sina, Nico's mom stands up from her chair.

"Thank you, mother. Here, hold my sweet, sweet baby. Viv? Good plan?" Rosberg gives his baby to his mother.

"I won't breastfeed her." She smiles, her eyes sparkling from happiness. She never wanted to give her baby away, but she knew it was for the best. "You're grandparents now."

"Do you have a name?" A nurse says while taking the baby out of grandma Rosberg's arms. A sudden panic flowing through Nico's body, just because of that small question.

"I was thinking about, y/n," Vivian speaks up, Nico relaxes right away. Hearing her voice always calmed him down, since they were kids.

"I think, I think the that is the most beautiful name for the most beautiful little human. I love you." Nico gives Vivian a kiss on the sweaty forehead. "I said I would stay with you."

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16 years later

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"Mommy, daddy!" I exclaim as I run into a group hug with Nico and Vivian.

"We missed you so much, y/n!" they both say in harmony.

"Y/N!!" Alaïa speeds out the front door running into my open arms. "You need to see my new doll!"

"I will, darling." I laugh, lifting her up.

"Come, come inside." Mom waves for us to come inside. I wave grandma goodbye and walk inside. "let's drink something."

"No!" Naila tugs on my jeans. "I want cupcakes!"

"Liebeling, we don't have any cupcakes." Dad Picks her up and sits her on his lap.

"We can bake some?" I ask smiling at my dad, knowing he wants to say yes, knowing he will say yes. He's always telling me how sorry he is about how he never could really spend much time with me. Now he's retired and wanting me over as much as possible.

"Of course we can! We just have to keep the kitchen clean, Vivian won't be pleased." His smile brightens the whole room. The same blue eyes as mine are filled with happiness, happy to do something with his beloved oldest child. "And everyone is going to help!"

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"Can I have the eggs dad?" I ask, holding my hand out towards Nico.

"If you move in with us." His grin makes me laugh.

"What he means is that you're always welcome to move in here." Vivian hands me the eggs I needed, smiling whilst speaking.

"I want to stay with grandma and grandpa. They grow older every day and I'm kind of used to it now..." I crack an egg open.

"I'm so sorry, I wished I never-"

"I said don't be sorry for something that was out of your power!" I break an egg on my dad's head. He gasps and his eyes widened. My sister's laugh lightens the room.

"You're so getting that back!" Dad reaches for the milk.

"No! No! She is not!" Mom tried, but it was too late, I was already covered in milk. Naila clapped in her small hands out of excitement. Alaïa throwing flower all over me and dad. From mom's lips leaves a big sigh: "Why do I even try?" Seconds later everyone is involved in the food fight. The flower flies through the air, almost like it's snowing. The eggs and milk mix in our hair will be impossible to wash out. The sugar tastes sweet on my upper lip.

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Once we breathlessly gave up the food war, we started laughing.

I break the laughing with a rather important question. "Now there is one big question is. Who is going to clean this mess up?"

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