just the two of us [ m.s x reader ]

XIX

two years later,

➺ Monaco.

Y/N 

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I was walking around the paddock, not really sure where I was going, this was more stressful in real life than on T.V. Monaco was beautiful, but also very crowded. The heat was overwhelming, but thank heaven for sunglasses, a cold bottle of water and nothing better than head scarf. I was following my best friend around, as she said hi to multiple people I did not recognize. I managed to say hi, snap pictures with a few drivers and even have a small conversation with them. Then I spotted Monaco's golden boy, Charles Leclerc. My friend shouted at him, as if they knew each other since forever,

"Charles meet (y/n), (y/n) meet Charles." My friend motioned at me. I shook his hand and started a light and easy conversation with him. He then told us he had to leave to Ferrari's garage soon but that he would see us again at the after party. I got to hug him again, and snapped a silly selfie with him. My friend led me to the cooled box where rich people were sitting, in the shade  away from Monaco's heat. How did she even afford these kind of ticket?

"And that's a secret I'll never tell," she grinned at me. 

"Either you're dating a driver here, or you have a very very rich sugar daddy who you scammed."

"It's not scamming, it's called being in love," she said as she air quoted 'in love'. I just found out now that my best friend was a sugar baby. Good for her. I was living my best life with her. 

"Hey Kelly!" I heard her say in front of me as she led me to our seats, "ommi gooodd!! Look at how you've grown P!" she said in a gushy voice as she lifted an infant in her arms. Did she just say Kelly? As in KELLY PIQUET? I think I'm going to faint. She moved and to reveal the one and only Kelly Piquet. My teen role model. She's even more gorgeous in person. 

"Kelly, meet (y/n), (y/n) I'm pretty sure you know who Kelly is," Kelly then stood up and went to hug me. I went rigid for a moment but hugged her back, exhaling. Oh wow. I'm dreaming again aren't I? 

"So you're the famous (y/n) huh? Your friend here won't shut up about you," She giggled. 

"Wow really? Ms. Piquet, I'm a big fan, wow-"

"Oh c'mon none of those polite snobbish nonesense, we're all family here, come make yourself at home," she motioned for me to come inside their booth. I went and said hi to Penelope, Kelly's daughter. So adorable. Kelly then introduced me to a girl named Charlotte, who turned out to be Charles's girlfriend. She made me feel welcome right away such a sweetheart. Next was Sara, Lance's girlfriend. I also met Carlos's girlfriend but I didn't quite catch her name as the race was beginning. 

The 'f1 ladies' and I watched and encouraged as the drivers raced, occasionally going to pit. I knew most of the names. Hamilton was leading the race, followed by Max who Kelly cheered for pretty hard. Penelope and I were having a blast watching her mum going all crazy. But a car joined the top, a Haas one.

"Wait. Schumacher?"

"No not the dad, the son, Mick." Sara said to me. Strange, the name sounded very familiar. Maybe because the father was a legendary driver. I shook the feeling off but it didn't leave me. 

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"And Hamilton wins! A great Podium with Mick Schumacher P2 and Max Verstappen on P3." the commentator said, as cheers erupted in the room. I could hear Kelly groaning but she was still very happy I could tell. My best friend and I were going crazy over Hamilton's win. 

"You hear that P? Lewis won!" I challenged the infant, she still giggled but her mom shot me daggers,

"Come on P, we don't need that kind of negativity today," and stuck out her tongue at me. I pretended to be shocked and waved her good bye as she went to the red bull garage. She assured me I would see her and Max at the after party. 

My best friend led me outside where the victors were going to celebrate and get their champagne. We were watching and waiting and then they all came out. Hamilton being on first place, Mick on second and Max on third. Kelly and P were there and they both waved a us. Cheers and screams erupted when confetti was shot in the air, and all the victors shot and drank their bottle of champagne. My best friend and I were shouting our lungs out for Lewis, and I think we may have made eye contact. 

"Oh my god, I think he winked at me." I yelled at my friend over the noise. 

"Lucky you!" I turned back to the podium and curiously watched the blonde boy. The German flag was draped above his head and he was drinking his champagne. He set down the bottle and as he was moving around, his eyes turned and fell on mine. They were a beautiful shade of blue. My breath caught in my throat and I think my knees buckled. I felt weak, and I had trouble breathing. 

"You," I managed to whisper,

I saw him mouth the same words.

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I raced back at the Haas garage, shoving everyone in my way, 

"Excuse me, sorry, coming through-" I said out of breath. I caught a glimpse of a blonde haired boy and grabbed him by the shoulder. I caught my breath, hand on my knees. 

"You-" I say in between breaths, "I've been looking everywhere for you."

He studied me and raised his eyebrows,

"I feel like I've seen you before," he said cautiously. I take a deep breath. Here goes nothing.

"You'll remember me?" 

Silence, and then his eyes widened,

"Always," he replied, words slipping his out of his lips. 

"Mick? Wow! I-"

"(y/n), I remember everything, I never forgot. How's your leg?"

I laughed and showed him my leg, only to reveal bare skin,

"When I woke up there was just red marks, nothing alarming." We looked back up at each other, eyes wide, like kids in a candy store. He then extended his arms, and his fingertips touched my cheek. He exhaled. I didn't know he was holding his breath. 

"I forgot how you felt like," he confessed,

"I think we can work on that," I smirked. He grabbed my hand and led me away from all the commotion. I found him again, and this time I wasn't letting go.

"Mick?" I called out. He snapped his head towards me and I jumped in, throwing my arms around his neck and kissing him. Yup. It felt perfect. 

"Too soon to say that I love you?" I confessed,

"You'll be hearing that a lot from now on, so best start now," he chuckled and kissed me again,

"OOOHHH look P! Auntie (y/n)'s officially part of the f1 ladies now," I turned around to see Kelly and Max together, I waved at them, cheeks furiously red, and turned my head back. 

I led Mick away, to the start of forever.

Just the two of us.