Formula Racing Imagines And Preferences

🎶Alexander Albon - Shut Up And Dance With Me

First request from the song series. Thank you click_TWICEfor the request. Hope you enjoy it.

Alex was in the club with some of his fellow racers and some of the Red Bull crew also. He didn't want to be there at all. His most recent race was terrible. He had his first ever podium in his grasps and it was cruelly taken from him in a matter of seconds. All his hard work meant nothing and he quite frankly did not want to be there, especially with the driver that in his eyes, was the cause of it. On the other side of the club, a girl called Y/n was with her friends. They went to Brazil on holiday at one of their Brazilian friends homes for the week and Y/n was leaving the next day so she agreed to go out with her friends to do some drinking before leaving at 6pm tomorrow evening.

Alex walked to the bar still with a sulky mood. He waited for the bartender and ordered his drink. The bartender walked back with the glass full in his hand and placed it in front of the driver. "It's already payed for." the waiter said refusing Alex's money. Alex looked up with furrowed eyebrows. He turned around and his driver mates were still where they were when he left, all of them so it couldn't have been them. "Sorry, this must be a mistake. Who payed for it?" he asked. The waiter pointed up to a girl who was looking at him pitifully with a smile on her face. She waved and he waved back as a way of gratitude.

Y/n walked up to the bar to get a fizzy drink. She only had one drink but her friends were basically inhaling them at this point and Y/n was the closest thing to s designated friend that there was so she decided to drink cola or seven up. She didn't really like the drink that much anyway. She reached the bar and looked down, seeing a man looking broken. His eyes were gloomy and had an emotionless face. She called over the bartender. "Sorry miss, I'm doing an order right now, can you give me one moment please." the bartender said. "Oh no, no. It's okay, can I pay for that order for the guy down there?" He turned and nodded. "If you want." You pay for it and he happily returns to the mystery man holding the drink. There is a conversation between them before Y/n gets pointed at so she waves and smiles at him which he does back. She walks down to his side of the bar to start a conversation because it looks like he needed to talk.

Alex sat sipping lightly on his drink and playing with his watch. He was interrupted when he heard what sounded like an angel asking if the seat was taken. He looks up and sees a pretty face to match the voice and is beathtaken by her beauty. "Erm. No, go for it. Take a seat." She sits down and watches him. "Thank you for the drink. Can I get you one just as a thank you." She shakes her head. "No. I don't really want to drink tonight. A conversation that is close to sober will do at this point." she sighed leaning her chin on her palm and looking at him.

He could just about see her because of the lights at the bar but he wanted to see more, if she was beautiful when he can just about see her, imagine when he can see her clearly. He takes in her features and keeps them trapped in his mind. This would probably be the best part of his weekend if he was being honest. "Oh? How come? Friends drunk?" He asked keeping the conversation going. "How'd you guess?" she says sarcastically. "It was my idea to come out but it isn't fun anymore. They've gotten drunk before me and they're just taking the piss frankly. I can't dance or have fun with them when they won't stop drinking and besides, they can't even speak so Im getting the way home sorted. How about you? Why are you here all sulked up? "

"Something wet wrong at work and its someone else's fault but here I am with them and a few others." He says. "Where?" She looks around to where Alex points and sees where the drivers are. She didn't fully immerse herself in the sport but she knew a few drivers here and there like Lewis, Sebastian, Max, Daniel and like two others. She stopped watching after Sebastian moved to ferrari because she had exams to prepare for in school so she said she'd take a year off but never came back to it.

"Oh. You're a driver. That must be pretty cool. You get to travel around the world, you have some supermodels throwing themselves at you left right and centre. Must be a pretty good life." She tried imagining what it would be like. Must be pretty tiring. "It's not all as great as it seems. There's so much work and disappointment involved but there are some ups too." He must have gotten a bad result or something. "So what happened? Did you not finish?" he shook his head. "No I did. Its just today should have been my first ever podium in formula one and Lewis and I made contact and I spun out." Her heart empathised for him. "Aw. I'm sure you'll get a podium eventually. I'd say you'll get one next season for sure." He took her last statement to the heart. The encouragement she gave felt better than anyone else's that he had been given. The song playing changes and Y/n jumps up. "Oh my god! I love this song. Do you want to dance?" she said pulling him up. "Are you-" "Yeah come on. It'll be fun."

She starts swaying her hips and moving her arms and just feeling the rhythm of the song. Alex on the other hand was shyly dancing and was almost physically unable to move by Y/n's presence let alone her dancing. She looks at him and stops. "Oh come on, losen up!" she grabbed his hands and swing them around a little bit making him giggle a little. He looks around and sees his fellow drivers pointing and laughing, which makes him a little embarrassed. Y/n notices and attempts to encourage him." Don't look back, keep your eyes on me." He looks up at her smiling face again and it hits him. He doesn't deserve her kindness.

"You're holding back. You could definitely get any guy in here so why-" she cuts him off by shouting loud enough for him to hear over the music. "Shut up and dance with me!" He gave in and danced. He loosened up and just danced. It was as if no one else was there for a moment. Just the two of them dancing and having fun. The drivers all got up from their little vip area to watch Alex dance with this girl he found at the bar presumably. Cheers and laughs were shot Alex's way but he didn't care what his friends thought. He liked whoever this girl was and he wanted to keep her in his life whether it was a friend or more.

The night comes to a close as Y/N's friends get kicked out and she has to leave. Alex followed her out in a state of panic when he couldn't find her. He couldn't lose her. He called after her and she spun around quickly to see someone running after er but in the darkness she couldn't see who, however she recognised the voice as th guy from the bar. "Hey! Hey!" He called. "I never got your name in there." As much as it felt as if they knew everything about each other, they didn't know their names or how they were supposed to see each other again.

"Really? You'd think that we had since we were talking so much." she joked earning a laugh from him. "I'm Y/n and you?" she said. "Alex and may I get your number Y/n?" he was hopeful she would say yes. "Of course but only if I get yours." He agreed and whipped out his phone from his pocket and opened a new contact for her to type her number in and she ddi the same for him. "There you go. That's my number. I look forward to hearing from you. Maybe we could meet up or something?" he said handing her phone back. "I'd like that a lot. I had loads of fun here and good luck on your next race. Let's hope for that podium yeah?" She laughed walking with her drunk friend under her arm. "Yeah! Of course. Well I'll call you sometime in the next few days." he said. "Not unless I call you first. Right bye Alex." she chirped and waved walking off in the distance to hail a cab and he watched her leave knowing he'll see the pretty face of Y/n again.