Hearts Sent At 370km/h. || Tzuyu x Reader (AU)

"We'll Do Something." (Chapter 15)

Y/N's POV

This is unbelievable.

I'm fucking taken out for the whole 2018 season because I was angry?

Wow. Fuck me.

The replacement driver that took over me is extremely horrible. He isn't performing up to the Mercedes standards but yet.. there was no choice...

I'm proud of my little Tzuyu though. She is performing extremely well for the team as usual.

Britain, 2nd.

German, 4th.

Hungarian, 1st.

Belgian, 3rd.

Italian, 5th.

Those were her positions so far.

But the new driver that had replaced me? Oh, don't even mention...

Britain, 10th.

German, disqualified.

Hungarian, 17th.

Belgian, 10th.

Italian, 11th.

Horrible.

Red Bull and Ferrari has now topped us on the charts. We were now currently in third place in the constructors league.

The fans of me and Tzuyu were furious that I was kicked out of the F1. Well, for this season only at least.

But I'm still angry that I couldn't race.

All the fans of Mercedes voiced out their rage online but overseer said that this had to be done.

I was outraged too but it couldn't be helped. I sighed heavily as I watch my girlfriend zip around the streets of Singapore doing her practice rounds.

Man... How I wish I'm racing beside her...

The Marina Bay Street Circuit is undeniably the most beautiful track for all of us F1 drivers to race around.

Don't believe me? Just take a look at Google please...

It's definitely one romantic place to bring your girlfriend too if you've never stepped foot on this tiny island before.

Plus, it's easy to get drunk around this area.

Many hookers and prostitutes are also roaming the streets. So I can definitely use a fuck.

I'm joking on the last two points. Please forgive me for my lame ass jokes.

It's the fact that I'm just still extremely pissed off that I couldn't race but only allowed to be inside the garage and watch how the races went.

Welp... This is fucking boring.

I sighed once again and whipped out my phone and started fliming the television screen inside the garage.

It was currently focusing on Tzuyu as she sets her new personal time record on the Singapore track.

I recorded it down and posted it on my Instagram stories with the following caption.

'I'm so proud of my little Yoda.. but I'm still super pissed off that I got taken out still. ._.'

Immediately, there was loads of direct messages from many different Instagram fan accounts of our Mercedes crew.

[_Sherwin]
We'll do something ;)

[Cebustudent]
We'll do something ;)

[Thatonechim]
We'll do something ;)

[angelheaven_225]
We'll do something ;)

[user354535463547]
We'll do something ;)

I was puzzled that each and everyone of them typed out the same exact message.

Are they really going to do something?

Suddenly, the sounds of revs of a race car became louder and louder.

It was Tzuyu once again, she brought the race car back into its spot and then hopped out of the car.

She took her protection gear off and sighed heavily. "Whooo... What a hard practice session... Hi, babe."

"Hi, my little Yoda... Good job in beating your own time record." I said, flashing a thumbs up sign with a smile.

Tzuyu chuckled and kissed me on the lips. "I'm gonna win this season for you. I still feel so sad without you racing beside me..." Tzuyu whined as she rested her arms on my shoulder blade.

"I know..." I whined together with her and pinched one of her squishy cheeks.

"Stupid oversear... It's fine to be angry since that idiot was doing a act of sabotage to us." Tzuyu sighed.

"Rules are rules, honey. We gotta follow them if we don't want our contract to end. Team manager already tried his best to get me back in but.. its no use." I replied.

Suddenly, a loud commotion was heard from outside.

"What's all that ruckus?" Tzuyu asked.

"Let's check it out." I said.

Me and Tzuyu went out of the garage and saw loads of people wearing the team Mercedes shirt. They were all shouting out at a small box area which actually houses a temporary place for the F1 oversear.

"Is that our fans?" I asked myself with squinted eyes.

"It looks like it... What are they shouting at?" Tzuyu asked.

"It's looks like.. oversear's office?!" I exclaimed loudly.

"We gotta stop them!" Tzuyu said and we both ran off to the commotion scene.

"Bring Y/N back! Bring Y/N back! Bring Y/N back!" The fans chanted as they banged loudly on the office's door.

"Hey!! Quit it!!" I yelled at all of the screaming fans.

"Oh my god! It's Y/N and Tzuyu!!" A fan shouted and everyone directed their attention to me.

"This is so wrong! Don't do such things like that! I know you all want me back in the race but don't take it out on the oversear!" I said to all of the fans.

"Rules are rules, people. We are totally appreciative of you being this loyal but please.. no need for such inappropriate behaviour..." Tzuyu added on.

"But 2018 oversear sucks! You deserve to be angry at that bitch Haquah!!" A fan shouted and all of them agreed loudly.

I noticed the other F1 team members getting curious of the commotion going on.

"But still! Rules are rules! Please disperse immediat-" I was then cut off by the sound of a door unlocking.

It was the door to the oversear's office. The fans started getting extremely rowdy again as tons of security personnel came to block the entrance to the office to prevent any possible attack.

"Alright! Settle down you all!" The oversear said as he appeared finally. "I've made my mind. Y/N will be racing again."

The fans then realised what he said and they all started cheering loudly.

"I see you all are so dedicated for the Mercedes team. From all the millions of emails I've received about all the many problems with the team without Y/N, I'm deciding to bring Y/N back." He said.

"Yayyy!!!! Y/N! Y/N! Y/N!" All the fans chanted.

"W-what? I'm getting back in the season?!" I exclaimed in surprise.

Tzuyu gasped. "Oh my god!! You're coming back!!" Tzuyu squealed and started hugging me while jumping with joy.

I smirked evilly to myself. "I'm so gonna get this season finished with a constructors win."