Formula Racing Imagines And Preferences

F3 Driver Preferences - How You Meet

So pissed I didn't get to Wath the F1, F2 or F3 race this weekend. Problems with my tv😭 I'm watching the reruns rn tho so I thought I'd post the f3 drivers (+Paul) preference first. Enjoy!

Jake Hughes
Your friend passed your number onto Jack without you knowing. She was forever going on about how you two should meet but you were a little hesitant to meet new people anyway so you kept away. That was until you got a call at work and wanted an excuse to have a quick break so you answered it. "Um, hello?" "Hey. I'm Jack. Your friend well, also my friend gave me your number and I thought I'd call you just to let you know she's done this." you roll you eyes. He had a beautiful voice and he seemed really genuine and nice. "Sorry about her but you now how she is. Anyway, I'm Y/n. Sorry, can I call you later? I'm at work." He agrees and hangs up so I have to go back out and work. I get back to the cashier and a co-worker pokes my shoulder. "There's a guy over thee looking for you." I turn around and see a man looking around. What did I do this time? "Hello sir. I'm Y/n, how can I help you." I say faking a smile. He looks down and your eyes meet. "Oh wow. Y/f/n wasn't wrong. You are pretty." I furrow my brows in confusion before he hold shis hand out. "It's me Jack. She told me where you worked. Now, I'd like to order two of whatever your favourite is." I am taken back. "Well, I recommend the black forest Mocha. So two of those yes?" he nods. I type it in and pause. "Why two of my favourite?" He smiles. "Well, when you're on your break, I'd like to get to know you a little better." A blush creeps onto your cheeks and you become stuttery. "I- Okay. I'm off in twenty. Your order number is 375 and it'll be about four minutes." I ramble on making him smile as I walk away to make his order. "Oh come on Y/n, you can't crush on him yet, you just met him." but you couldn't help it. He was smooth with his words and had a pretty face to match. He was perfect.

Oscar Piastri
The airport. Your flight got cancelled due to a problem with the airline so the flight was delayed by five hours. It was the middle of the night and you were tired so you decided to just fall asleep and hope you get woken up. Time passed and you felt a gentle shaking of your shoulder. You flutter your eyes open to be met with a friendly looking face. "Is this a dream? I like my dreams a lot more suddenly." you say in a sleepy haze making the stranger chuckle. "I'm- It's not a dream. It's final call for the flight and no one was waking you up so I came to wake you up instead." I gulp. Fuck. It wasn't a dream and now I've gone and embarrassed myself. "Oh. Thanks Mr?" I await his name. "Oscar Piastri and you?" you yawn and stretch. "I'm Y/n. Sorry about the whole dream thing, wasn't thinking." He chuckles. "It's alright. So what are you planning on doing on your holiday?" he asked. You smile. "I'm actually visiting family. I haven't seen them in a while because of school so I wanted to spend some time with them." He nods. "Nice. Family is always important." As much as you knew it was only going to be smalltalk, you hoped you could see him again because maybe you did want this dream to continue. Luckily, you were sat beside each other on the plane too well, he was across from your seat on the outside of the cabin so you kept up your talking for a while before exchanging numbers to hopefully meet up again.

Logan Sargeant
You were on holiday with you friends and Logan was with his. You were on two opposite ends of the beach and you are both pretty sur ecupid was drunk that day because there was no way you could have just bumped into each other. You and one of your friends were walking up the beach because you felt like stretching your legs and Logan was the same. Your friend wanted you to take a photo of her at the sea so you took her phone and snapped a few pictures. Logan was walking by the two girls taking photos when the one taking the photos fell back and accidentally hit his leg, making him stumble a bit. She spins around and begins apologising but his mouth is agape with her beauty. "I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to hit you or make you fall for that matter." You ramble on. "No, no. I don't have any problem falling for an angel." He says helping you up. The red blush stains your cheeks making you more panicky. "I-I-thanks i guess. Um, I'm Y/n." You stutter. He takes your hand and shakes it. "Logan. I'm Logan. Erm Y/N, do you maybe wanna get an ice cream or something?" He asks. I look at my friend behind him watching on smirking. She nods. "Sure. Do you know a place? We only got here yesterday." "Yeah, let's go. Hey (idk name a friend) tell the guys I'll be back later." and with that, he brings you to the nearest ice cream place.