Formula one shots

Mick Schumacher - "Boyfriend"

"Why me? Why did you choose me? There are other, more beautiful girls in the world." You said, hoping he would change his mind. "You are the most beautiful girl I have ever seen, not only the way you look, but also your personality You're casual, down-to-earth, sweet, and caring. When I met you last Saturday in the club, I just had heard that my manager wants to see me in a relationship because it will look good on me. I didn't want to think about forcing someone into a relationship, but when I saw you dancing with your hands held up high, I just had to talk to you. You seemed so fearless and the way you looked at me, woman. You were totally flirting with me. I just had the feeling that it had to be you." You felt a little uncomfortable and flattered at the same time with Mick saying all those things about you. "Look at you, absolutely gorgeous. Besides, you already said you would do it." Mick said and he shove the contract once more at you. "Yeah, maybe that was the alcohol speaking." You said and took a sip of your wine.

You thought back to the day you met. You were out with some friends and ran into Mick Schumacher. He was right, you were flirting with him, but you didn't know let alone expect something like this to happen. You talked a while and he offered you some drinks. At the end of the night, he popped the question like it was nothing. First, you laughed a little about it, you thought he was messing with you. But no, he was not and that's how you ended up here, having dinner with Mick.

You looked at the contract, the conditions weren't that bad and it was the ideal way of escaping your life back in Germany. You could see something from the world, and meet a lot of different people. The only thing you had to do was pretend that Mick was your boyfriend for at least six months and post some things on Instagram of the two of you, attend some events and be there at some of the races.

You sighed deep and took the pen from the table. It couldn't be that worse to be his fake girlfriend, right? After another deep breath, you shook your head and you signed the papers, for at least six months you had a boyfriend.

Five weeks later

Two weeks after you signed the contract Mick posted the first picture of you two together. It took only five minutes before you gained a lot of followers. After an hour of publicity your phone blew up and you couldn't even post the picture on your own Instagram. 

A lot of people wanted to know who you are, how you met, how long you have been together. You got so many questions in your DM's, it was abnormal. Most of the comments were sweet, but as Mick predicted there were some hate comments too. You didn't pay attention to them, well you tried not to. How can someone be so mean to another human being without knowing them?

One of the other conditions was to show your relationship to the world so tonight you went to a nightclub with your "boyfriend". There was a certain tension hanging between you. The first time you danced together there was also a tension, but that was a sexual tension. This was more an awkward one. "Are you having fun?" He asked and you nodded your head. "I can see that you are not having fun." "Then why did you ask?" You rolled your eyes and took another sip of your drink. Mick wrapped an arm around your waist and pulled you closer to him. You couldn't deny that his firm arms around you made you feel safe.

A group of girls came up to you. "Are you even together? I have never seen you two kissing." Some girl said. "Hello to you too." You said sarcastically. "Well, are you together?" She crossed her arms and looked bitchy at you. "Just because you have never seen us kiss doesn't mean we aren't together." You said, who does she think that she is? You placed Mick's hand from your shoulder to your butt and pressed your body closer against his. Mick was surprised by your sudden change. "Well, what's the point, don't be so childish and kiss each other!" She said, looking at the other girls who nodded.

"Kiss kiss kiss kiss kiss kiss kiss." Everyone yelled at the two of you. You looked up at Mick "Let's do this already, just kiss me." You said to him "No, I am not gonna kiss you because they want me to." "Kiss me." You insisted "Y/n stop." "God Mick, kiss me already." "No not like this." Mick's blue eyes stared at yours, his pupils widened like he wanted to give you some kind of message.