Formula one | one shots

It's gotta be you-Mick Schumacher (20)

Thank you so much for the request from anonymous. <3

prompt (20): "I shouldn't be jealous, you aren't even mine..."

Hope you enjoy babes <3

Look at him, perfect blonde locks, ocean blue eyes and a body and face shaped like he was written by a woman. "Hey Kermit" he said giving me a hug, we've been friends for all of our life, our nicknames for each other were 'Kermit' which is what he called me because my favourite movies are the muppet movies(and I'm obsessed with frogs) and my nickname for him was 'Nugget' because he had a really weird obsession with nuggets, like this grown ass man has a nugget pillow! "Hey, Nugget" I say giving him a hug and congratulate him on his race. "You look gorgeous, Kermy" he said looking at my black slitted dress. "Thank you, Nug, you look... sweaty"
"Thanks" he replied in a satire manner.

We were having a great time until she showed up... look at her, blonde hair, blue eyes, every mans dream. "Hey boo" she said walking up to Mick and pressing a kiss to his cheek, "Congratulations on the race, you did wonderful" she said, linking arms with him and giving me dirty looks up and down. "Hey mick, I'm going to go to your drivers cabin to freshen up and get changed, is that okay?" I asked, trying to ignore the bitch of a woman stood next to him. "Of course you can, Y/n, I'll be back in about 30 minutes, I've just got to do a few interviews and I'll be there" he said, smiling at you and handing you a spare key to his drivers cabin. The look on her face was priceless!

After a five minute walk to Micks cabin, i unlock the door and immediately start crying on the sofa. How could I be so stupid? He likes her, not me. Stupid, stupid, stupid girl.

I sat there, crying for 30 minutes when I heard footsteps outside the door. It was Mick. He can't see me crying, he'll think I'm pathetic. I rush to wipe my tears and my running mascara and I hear mick shout, "Y/n? You here?" I try to answer my best without a pessimistic tone, "Yeah, just getting cleaned up, I spilt a little water down myself"
"okay, hurry up, I want to talk to you"
"Okay" I get my running mascara under control and manage to calm myself enough to go and talk to Mick, I need to tell him how I feel.

"Mick, I need to tell you something" at this point, I'm shaking like a dog, what if he doesn't feel the same, you know what, fuck it, here goes nothing "Look mick, I love you but I'm so jealous, I shouldn't be jealous, you aren't even mine but I can't help but feel angry and depressed when you're with..."

My sentence was cut short by the most softest, sweetest, cordial lips anyone could feel in their whole life. After sharing the best kiss of my life, our lips parted and Mick asked me... "Y/n, would you do the honour of being my girlfriend?" I was so thrilled he asked me, because honestly, I was almost going to ask the same thing. "Of course I will, Nug" I said, pressing one more loving kiss onto his lips and grabbing his hand to pull him to my car.

We got in and I drove us to the field where our families used to take us when we were younger. "You're so cute, Kermy" he said, putting his arm around my shoulders and pressing a kiss to my forehead.

We spent the rest of the day watching the sunset and then, went home and watched a movie.

I can't believe it, he is my person!