One shots Formula One

One night stand (Daniel Ricciardo)

Requested by: TheDremar

The American Grand Prix was in one word amazing. You had had such a blast and went all out on the Sunday night. On Monday you woke up next to a man and you chuckled, you remembered some bits of the night before and it seemed like the two of you had quite some fun. 

"Good morning." You shiver at the sound of his croaky voice and thick Australian accent. You look at him and then it dawned on you. You had slept with Daniel Ricciardo, your favourite driver who had been less fortunate than you would have liked in the race. 

"Morning." You tried to sound like you were not totally starstruck. "I should probably head back to my place." You said, knowing you had quite an early flight. Since you remembered bits of what happened the night before you found the guts to kiss him before getting out of bed and collecting all your clothes. You got dressed, put your hair in a ponytail and blew Daniel a kiss before heading out. "See you in Mexico." You couldn't wait until then. Who knew, you could run into Daniel again.

xxx

"Please Y/f/n, please hurry!" She sighed deeply.

"Why the hell do you want to be there so early? You have been acting strange ever since... Is the one night stand here as well?" It finally dawned on her. 

"Of course he is, now move." She squinted her eyes at you and you signalled her to keep moving. It took her fifteen minutes to get ready and with a huge smile on your face, you left with your friend. Once in the cab, you tweeted a message. Little did you know, that Daniel finally figured out who you were. Y/n y/l/n and he had found your twitter account. He didn't want to follow you, however, afraid that it would give the wrong signals. He didn't have time for a girlfriend. He needed all his attention on racing and his family. At that point, there was no place for another person to love. His heart had something else in mind, he couldn't get you out of his head and he wanted to see you again so badly. So he looked you up on the internet. He only knew your first name, so he had a big pile of accounts to go through, but once he found a picture of you and him in a bar, he knew it was you. Your beauty he could never forget. 

"Dan, where are you with your thoughts?" 

"I'm sorry, what?" Christian Horner laughed. 

"It doesn't matter, just get ready for some interviews." Daniel nodded and it was like he could flick a switch in his mind. It was time to focus on the race. He got through the first three interviews without any trouble but towards the ending of the fourth and final one, he saw from the corner of his eyes the beauty troubling his mind and involuntarily, the switch flicked back to you instead of Formula One. 

"Excuse me." Daniel interrupted the interview and ran after you and your friend. "Y/n?" He asked when he caught up with you.

"Hey Daniel." You smirked. There he was, standing in front of you again, making your heart beat faster at his devilish good looks. 

"How the hell does he remember you?!" Y/f/n asked you in confusion, she knew you had met in the bar, scoring a photo but after that, she didn't know a thing. But after you had given her a meaningful glare she understood. "Nevermind, proceed." You shook your head and returned your attention to Daniel. 

"Do you two want to come with me to the garage?" Daniel was impulsive, but he couldn't care less. He didn't care what Christian would say, what people would think. He wanted to get to know you better as a person and that was worth a lot he believed. 

"Yes we do!" Y/f/n exclaimed. "Right, not a conversation between us three." She immediately said as now also Daniel glared at her for interrupting.