Formula 1 One Shots

(MV) - Be safe.

I wrote this a day before the day this chapter would've been highly inappropriate. So I stalled posting it. Now, enjoy it.

Happy reading!

Somehow I have a bad feeling over today. It started with free practice three, Max had too much oversteer and almost crashed. I have to say that I love Formula 1, but having my best friend in the sport is making me anxious. Anything can go wrong.

"I have to go, going to get pole." Max hugs me.

"Good luck and have fun. Be safe." I whisper to him, not wanting him to go. He kisses the top of my head and gets ready for quali.

Max's doing amazing but something doesn't feel right. He's for sure getting pole, his speed in the corners is unbelievable. He really feels good in the car.

"Verstappen is on his fast lap, will he get pole?" The voice-over says, getting all excited. "What is Grosjean doing? Why is he staying on the race line in his slow down lap?"

The camera switches to Grosjean, just two corners in front of Max. Max's sector one and two are both purple, he's doing great. He doesn't seem to know Grosjean is driving dangerously slow on the perfect line. Grosjean doesn't seem to know about max, he keeps driving slow on the perfect racing line and right in the second last corner the Red bull and Haas collide. Because of the force and speed, Max flies up in the air over Grosjean, making somersaults and landing on top of his halo meters further on the tire-wall. It seems like his car split in two. Grosjean crashes into the wall too, his backwing's broken off because of Max flew right over him with such a big speed gap.

"What the-" The voice-over stops, red flag's out. This is not good.

"Max are you okay? Please, copy." A worried voice sounds over Max's board radio but it gets nothing in return. "Max, answer. Are you okay?"

The whole paddock turned silent, we're all anxiously waiting for Max to say something. The Marshalls can't reach him yet, so no-one knows. I bite my nails, I'm terrified to lose him. There's this weird feeling in my chest, I've never felt this way before. 

"Is Max okay?" Lando asks over his board radio, he just passed the crash. He saw everything.

"We don't know yet." I want to take off my headset, but I'm afraid if I do, I'll miss Max's updates on how he's doing.

"Shit." Lando answers back to his team.

"Max, please." I whisper. He has to be okay. What am I going to do without him? I can't live without him, I love him. I love him. I love him more than best friends. I love him. I am too late with acknowledging my feelings for him. I'm so stupid. My chest starts to hurt and breathing gets more painful. 

"Max, are you okay?" gets asked over the board radio again. There's breathing over the radio. Everyone else holds their breath.

"Get. Me. Out." Max says, everyone sighs in relieve. The marshalls finally reach him and start to help him. "Be careful with my arm!"

They tilt the car over. Max steps out of his car, which is barely recognizable as a Red Bull Racing car. He holds his left arm, clearly sore. It's a miracle he's able to walk. He's being brought to the medical center and I get out of the paddock and run to the medical center. I open the doors and I see Max talking to someone in a room, he's answering the health questions. When he walks out I run up to him. He takes me into his arms and holds me tight. This warm feeling floods over my body. Feeling him, in my arms, makes me calm down again. Him in my arms is all I want.

"I'm okay." He looks to me and his face makes my heart flutter. Without thinking I kiss him, after a second of shock he kisses back. After we pull away he whispers: "Thought you were friendzone-ing me."

"I don't want that anymore." I rest my hand on his cheek, gazing into his icy, blue eyes. "I want you."

"Fucking finally." He breathes out with a chuckle. He always seems to make me smile.

"But never crash like that again, I'll kill you."

"I wouldn't dare." He kisses me again. I pull away to apologize, even though I know he hates it.

"I'm sorry. I'm sorry it took me so long to realize my feelings for you."

"It's okay, it's all okay now."