Formula Racing Imagines And Preferences

✨Carlos Sainz - An Apology Too Late Part 2

Theres a song involved it's called "When You're Ready" and enjoy the second part to this. Thanks for the votes, the reads and the requests of course. You're all so amazing and thank you.

The engines roared. I missed this ambience while I was away. "Hey! Is that Y/n Vandoorne?" I already recognise the voice. "Jenson! How are you?" I ask hugging him. "I'm good, I'm good. How about you? How's the baby?" I left F1 for a few months at the end of 2020 after I found out i was pregnant and stayed at home to work instead but unfortunately, the baby didn't make it and nobody other than close family and friends knew. "Erm. Actually Jenson..." I didn't have to finish my sentence before he figured out what happened. "Oh no. It's okay, come here. I can't imagine how that feels. I'm so sorry." I was tired of hearing that. Anyone I told said it and I was tired of it. "Well it happens I guess. It's alright though. I have an angel with me now." Jenson nods in pity and walks with me around the paddock.

Hey, its Carlos (let's just P.o.v this)

"Carlos! We need to discuss the strategy now." My engineer calls me. "On my way, just one second." I grab my jacket and pass and walk out to the engineers in the hospitality lounge. "Okay. So as you both know, Carlos is starting on pole position for the first time ever so congratulations, however," They paused. Always with the howevers. "Charles is close to Hamilton for a world championship and we want to ask if you could give him the position after lap 4?" I roll my eyes. "Why can't I for once have the better position? I was in a better position last season than I am this season. Its a joke. I haven't even gotten a podium with Ferrari yet and it's halfway through the season! All because you won't let me by Charles."

"Carlos, we've explained before we won't explain it again. He is the number one driver, he has to be given the better position. Now onto the next thing on our agenda-" I was sick and tired of Ferrari already. I came into this sport to win and I haven't yet even got a podium. Everything was going to complete and utter shit and anytime I asked for something better I was pushed aside.

The briefing ends and I storm out of the hospitality lounge. I slam the door shut and wlak straight out, not acknowledging anyone, making me bump into someone. "Hey! Watch where you're--Carlos?" a familiar voice speaks. A voice from the heavens. Y/n.

Back to y/n

"Wow. Red suits you." I laugh. Carlos looked flustered. "Yeah, thanks. What are you doing here? Thought you wouldn't be here. You were pregnant last time I heard." My soul gets crushed again. "Well... No baby. Complications." Carlos' face after the sudden réalisation wa sheartbreaking almost. "I'm so sorry to hear that. Where is Stoffel?" he asked. Away. He's always away nowadays.

"Not here anyway. How's ferrari?" I ask changing the subject. "It's alright I suppose. Not exactly as great as everyone makes it out to be but hey. I'm racing at least." I smile. I remember back when we dated, he promised he'd drive for ferrari one day.

"Come with me Y/n! Just quickly." Carlos whispers as I follow him. We stands outside the Ferrari pit box and holds me in his arms. "One day, I will drive here and we will have a happy little family by then." I smile at the thought of holding a mini Carlos in a Ferrari onsie watching his dad through the pits. "I'll always take care of you, I promise I will." "I don't doubt that for one second Carlos."

"Well, you're good at sticking to your word. You told me you'd drive for Ferrari and here you are." He nods. In Carlos' mind, he knew the other parts of the promise too. He said he'd take care of you and here you are married. "Well I'm not all that great. I made another promise too, you might not remember but I promised something else." "I know what else you promised Carlos." He was taken back by my last statement. It was a mix of confidence and sadness. I knew exactly what he promised, just a bit disappointed that he didn't keep to it.