Motorsport One shots x Y/n

🌼Frenemies- CL20

You were an Italian F4 driver for Prema with your teammates being Sebastian Montoya, Kirill Smal and Conrad Laursen. It was just after the last race of the year and you were sat in the garage with the mechanics and Conrad.

Sebas was your best friend in the team and you got along well with Kirill. You really wanted to get along well with Conrad as well as you liked him quiet a lot but he would annoy you... a lot. But he did little things that really got on your nerves which was starting to make you dislike him but you still had feelings. It was an odd mix of emotions.

"CONRAD. Stop!" You shouted at him as he flicked water from the straw of his bottle onto your hair. "God there's team photos after this! My hair will look shit!"

"It's fine Y/n... it looks fine!" He laughed as you stood up.

"You wouldn't know." You said, walking out to go and find Sebas.

You walked out to the drivers room to find Sebas lying down whilst on his phone, as per usual.
"Hey Y/n. You okay?" He asked, not looking away from his screen.

"I need to sort out my hair. Conrad kept flicking water onto me." You explained angrily, picking up your phone to get the camera.

"You realise he does it because he likes you right?" Sebas said, dropping his phone down to look at you.

"As if. I don't even know if I like him anymore. All he does is piss me off." You continued, moving strands of hair to cover up the small wet patches.

"I'm not kidding Y/N/N. I think he really does like you since he knows exactly how to get on your nerves." You paused on the idea to contemplate. Maybe Sebas had a point. Maybe being annoying was a kind of love language...

You brushed the idea away as Angelina walked in and told you it was time for the team photo.

Sebas nodded at you and you both headed out to the rest of the team. Angelina put people into places for the photo and put you right next to Conrad.

"Ok everyone, arms round shoulders!" Angelina called. Conrad easily put his arm around your shoulder, but there was a big height difference and you were not tall enough to put your arm around his shoulder. Instead, reluctantly, you put your arm on his back. He looked down at your smaller figure and laughed slightly before crouching down a bit so that you could put your arm around his shoulder. You smiled at him and looked back to the camera for the photos.

The photos finished and you went to go and spend time with the team. You were stood chatting with Kirill when you suddenly felt a little light headed but quickly shrugged it off.
"Y/n you okay? You look really pale..." Kirill asked.
"Yea, fine. Just a little light headed a second ago." You explained, seconds before everything went black.

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You woke up with people crowded around you. For some reason you started apologising.
"Sorry." You slowly sitting up.

"Hey, why you apologising? Cmon, let's get you to the drivers room." You couldn't see properly but could immediately recognise the voice.

He helped you stand up and walk back over to the drivers room. Your vision was still hazy but you could tell it was Conrad. You sat down on one of the 'beds' and picked up what you thought was your water bottle. You took a sip only to look down and see that the colour was completely different to yours.

"Oh my god, this isn't mine..." you breathed.

"Hey, hey, it's ok, carry on drinking." Your vision began clearing up with each sip before it was back to normal. "How are you feeling?"

"Better than I was..." you answered. "Who's bottle is this?"

"Mine, but it's fine. You needed the water." Conrad answered, running his hand through his hair. You sat in silence for a while before you spoke again.

"Why are you suddenly not annoying me?" You asked, cringing and the way you worded the question.

"Because my aim isn't to annoy you ALL the time. Just part of the time." He smiled at you. You tilted you head a little and gave him a confused but grateful smile. He laughed at you, sat down next to you and grabbed your hand. Your stomach filled nearly to the brim with butterflies and you felt your cheeks flush red. "I know you like me. You don't have to hide it anymore."

"Depends wether you do too." You answered looking away from your hands and looking up at him. Conrad grinned, stood up and moved closer in front of you.

"Maybe I do..." He said, continuing to press his lips onto yours. "Or maybe I don't..."

"No, Conrad don't leave me with one of those!" You complained, suddenly a little annoyed at him. He got up and stood opposite you sat down and grinned at you as you realised he really did know exactly how to get on your nerves. He knew you did not like uncertainty.

"Yes, ok, I do like you too." Conrad said after a while, giving into your slightly sad but annoyed face which had quickly turned into a smile again. He walked up to you and cupped your face in his hands, his taller figure over you. You kissed again and you stood up to go back out and enjoy the end of the season.