Formula 1 - One Shots [First Book]

Closer - {Sebastian Vettel}

A/N: This is for VettelFerrari, hope ya like it!! Oh for everyone: don't forget that songfics are still open to request, every song is welcome! :)

Lyrics of the song Closer by The Chainsmokers is between brackets.

{Hey, I was doing just fine before I met you
I drink too much and that's an issue
But I'm OK
Hey, you tell your friends it was nice to meet them
But I hope I never see them
Again}

(Lines are this way because the wattpad site fucks it up, I'll fix it when my phone's alive again tomorrow :))

Sebastian smacked a ten euro bill on the bar as he got another plate full of drinks. It was another night out in Berlin and he was having fun with some friends. Since he was single again he felt so free, he could party whenever he wanted too.

He clinked glasses together with Daniel Ricciardo and threw one back in his throat while putting his lips to the straps of another. Sebastian almost dropped his glass as someone bumped into him, his drink spilling over the glass.

"Oh my god, I'm so sorry!". You shrieked as you were dancing too wildly and bumped into the guy behind you. Sebastian was about to get mad, his drunken mind telling him it was the best decision to hit that person.

But then he saw you and the frown on his face disappeared. "I can buy you a new drink, I think the most of it is on the floor now". You giggled slightly and he found it absolutely adorable.

"It's okay, I don't mind". Sebastian said with a small smile, drinking the last edge of the alcohol in his glass and putting it back on the bar, almost missing it as his orientation was a bit blurry. "I'm Sebastian". He said, leaning close to you so you could hear it over the loud music.

"I'm Y/N!". You introduced yourself with a smile and he automatically smiled as well. Seb's eyes were a bit hazy by the alcohol but he seemed to talk pretty well, not slurring at all. He looked at you for a couple minutes, thinking you were the most beautiful girl he'd seen in years.

You turned around as one of your friends pulled on your arm to come with her. Sebastian looked at her with an annoyed glance. "I'm sorry, one of my friends doesn't feel so well. I can give you my number if you want to?".

Sebastian heavily nodded, giving you his phone to tap your number in it. You leaned up to kiss his cheek and waved over your shoulder as you left the night club. "I'll call you when I'm sober!". He yelled after you and you laughed.

{I know it breaks your heart
Moved to the city in a broke-down car
And four years, no calls
Now you're looking pretty in a hotel bar
And I can't stop
No, I can't stop}

Sebastian never called and you sarcastically laughed at yourself for thinking he would. You randomly typed his name into the google search bar and you shot right up in bed as the first hit was immediately him.

"Sebastian Vettel". You mumbled, eyes scanning the imagines on google. You closed your laptop. Okay, Sebastian Vettel had your number. Like he's going to call anyway. It's been so long, but it still kept you up at night.

You thought about what would've happened if you never left. What would've happened if you never went away with your friends and stayed right there with him. You blushed at the thought of ending up in bed with him, but you admitted you wouldn't say no if he asked you to come with him.

{So, baby, pull me closer
In the back seat of your Rover
That I know you can't afford
Bite that tattoo on your shoulder
Pull the sheets right off the corner
Of that mattress that you stole
From your roommate back in Boulder
We ain't ever getting older}

Your mind drew the night you met him many years ago, his smile and the beautiful blue eyes. He looked so neat with a black button up hugging his broad frame and you groaned at your thoughts, because they weren't useful anyway.

Friends of yours where into Formula One and this year you decided to join them on the trip to Hockenheim, which wasn't so far away from your home town. A night for the race was the girls night out and you drank a bit at the hotel before going out to the centre.

{You look as good as the day I met you
I forget just why I left you,
I was insane
Stay and play that Blink-182 song
That we beat to death in Tucson,
OK}

Sebastian froze on his spot as he saw you. He swore he could recognize you in a million girls. Your hair waved down your back and you wore a nice black dress, make up as little as he could remember.

A blush of same creeped over his cheeks, what was he thinking?

"I'll call you when I'm sober!". He yelled after you and you laughed.

Yeah, he didn't. God he felt so stupid that his stubborn mind told himself to just leave it, he'll meet another girl he thought. Seb didn't meet another girl. He longed to know more about you, what you loved to do, what kind of music you listened too, what kind of foods you liked.

He slightly panicked as you went outside with your group of friends, leaving the hotel to probably go and party. He was still nicely dressed in his Ferrari suit for the team dinner he just had.

Sebastian shook his head at himself as he got the keys of his Ferrari, going after you. He swore he wasn't a stalker, really, but he didn't even believe himself when he followed the car you were. "Jesus Seb". He muttered.

He rushed to park his car and get towards you. "Y/N, wait!".

You looked behind you with a frown, eyes widening when you saw Sebastian. "I'll come later". You said to your friend, pushing them aside to see Sebastian almost running over to you.

{I know it breaks your heart
Moved to the city in a broke-down car
And four years, no call
Now I'm looking pretty in a hotel bar
And I can't stop
No,I can't stop}

"Seb...". You muttered, finding it a bit weird to see him again after a long time, he was still a bit of a stranger for you. You both walked away to his car so you could talk with a bit more privacy. You sat down in the leather seat of his Ferrari, finding this both weird and funny at the same time.

"I had your contact saved, I was determined that I could get over you.... But I-I couldn't". He stammered, groaning at himself for sounding so stupid. "And I practically don't know you! But you were so nice to me and I was the asshole who never called you back and...".

{So, baby, pull me closer
In the back seat of your Rover
That I know you can't afford
Bite that tattoo on your shoulder
Pull the sheets right off the corner
Of that mattress that you stole
From your roommate back in Boulder
We ain't ever getting older}

Your fingers had a firm grip on the collar of his jacket, smashing your lips to his as he leaned forward. Sebastian relaxed into your touch, his hands reaching up to cup your cheeks. "It's fine". You mumbled against his lips, you couldn't resist him any possible way.

The German's lips curled up into a smile, closing the gap between your lips again. His hands tried to pull you closer and you moved over to his lap. The kiss was hot and you whimpered as you parted your lips to let him deepen the kiss.

You swung your hair over one shoulder and he took his chance to leave open mouth kisses on your neck. Your hands moved over his smooth chest, fiddling with the buttons of his white blouse.

You both jumped as you accidentally pressed on the honk of the car, laughing as you realised it was you.

The Ferrari was a bit too small for you two to have a cosy time and you looked down at him as his hands slide down your body to your lower back.

"Isn't it a better idea to take this back to the hotel?". You asked, giggling softly.

Sebastian nodded, stealing a couple kisses of you before placing you back in the passenger's seat. He thought this night could be the night he drove back to the hotel the fastest.