𝐃𝐚𝐳𝐞𝐝 & 𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐟𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐝 (M.V.)

26

Dyl's POV:

Abu Dhabi came sooner than I expected. Mick had been dropped by Haas, Danny by McLaren, Checo and Seb were retiring.

We all were there to say goodbye to him, just from racing, I knew he was always one phone call away. He hugged Lewis and I looked at him expectant, being the next in line, waiting for him like I was a little kid.

"Kiddo." He smiled and I smiled chuckling softly as h hugged me. "I want you to do donuts with Checo and I." He whispered and I looked up at him, my eyes glistening with excitement.

"Really?" I scrunched my brows and he nodded with a soft smile on his face. I wiped my eyes feeling then get teary and he chuckled, squeezing my shoulder softly.

[...]

Fourth place at the last race of the season. I saw Seb's Aston Martin approach the finish line and waited for him alongside Checo's Red Bull. All the other cars went by as we positioned our cars in the center of the track, the crowd roaring.

I gripped the steering wheel and looked over at Seb's car, I could see him nod his head slightly and I smiled. I looked at Checo and he gave me a thumbs up. I turned the wheel and stepped on the pedal. Our cars spinner in circles as the crowd cheered and stood up from their places.

The world slowed down, the whole F1 world witnessing the retirement of two amazing drivers in F1's history. The great Sebastian Vettel, the 4 times World Champion. Sergio Perez, the driver who believed, who waited to enjoy a spot in the top.

My friends.

I saw Seb get out of his car and got out of mine too. I ran towards him like a little kid and jumped into his arms. He wrapped his arms around me and the crowd cheered even louder.

"I'm going to miss you so much." I whispered as I felt tears form in my eyes.

"Me too." He whispered, I could heard his voice crack.

I took off my helmet and he took his off too. I could see the tears in his eyes. I knew it hurt him to leave the sport he loved, the sport he dedicated his whole life to.

"Seb, how are you feeling?" A journalist intervened and Seb took a deep breath looking at me.

"Nostalgic." He replied chuckling a little bit.

"Why'd you chose Dylan as your partner for donuts?" He asked and I chuckled softly. Seb chuckled and looked at me to then look back.

"I see a little bit of myself in her. My young, naive, ecstatic self. The version of myself who dreamed of winning championships and dreaded this day." He spoke and my features softened.

The crowd cheered loudly and I turned to look at them. I saw many signs for Seb, everyone was here for him.

"Dylan, do you have something to say?" He asked pointing the microphone with the red F1 at me.

"Danke Seb." I looked at him with a smile and he smiled pulling me in a side hug.

I turned and saw Checo taking off his helmet as he waved at the crowd.

"And Checo." I looked at him and his head turned to me when he heard me say his name. "Thank you for being someone I looked up to growing up. Seeing a Mexican on the grid was what inspired me. Gracias Checo." I spoke and his features softened as his eyes filled with tears. I smiled.

[...]

Max's POV:

I was doing a press conference interview.