12. "Who is she?"
Requested by: AshleyDorina
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"Babe are you sure?" I ask him.
Daniel Ricciardo and I have been dating for six months in secret, hidden from the press.
Now he wants to take me to a race.
I dont know why.
Maybe because his teammate is bringing someone this weekend and he doesn't want Esteban to have a public girlfriend before he does.
But thats not a good reason.
I told him there are 3 options.
1. Don't bring me.
2. Bring me as a cousin or friend
3. Expose our relationship.
"Babe you don't want to come, do you?" He asks me
"No babe of course I do. But if something happens between us-"
"which it wont" he interrupts
"Which it won't, but if it did, you would be the one who would have to deal with the press. Not me. And I don't want to put that on you." I continue
"And babe that's fine with me." he said and pulled me into a sweet kiss.
"okay, I'll come." I said.
"And I can call you my girl in public?" he practically begs.
"only if you win the race." I say just to playfully bug him
"WIN THE RACE?????" he said, clearly thinking I meant this seriously
"Mm hmm." I say and nod. I wasn't serious, but this might make him do better.
"In Monaco?" he asks, horrified.
"yep." I say confidently. "If you can win the 2018 Monaco Grand Prix, you can call me your girlfriend in front of the press." I say
"any other girl would be begging me to bring them to Monaco and call them my girl, not setting obstacles!" he said
"and that's why you love me." I say and peck him on the cheek as I walk past him to the room he set up for me in his place in Monaco.
Daniel sighs and also goes to bed.
*time skip to race day*
Daniel leaned in for a kiss. We were alone in his drivers room, but I put my hand in the way.
"press spies are everywhere." I whisper jokingly "win the race, then kisses."
Daniel groans
"fine."
"good boy. now go win the race in that fancy ass Aston Martin Red Bull Racing Formula One car."
Daniel smiled. He loves when I use more words than I have to.
He walks out onto the paddock, and I follow. Not closely enough to look like his girl, but close enough to look like a family member or friend
"DAANIELLL! You didnt tell me she was hot" max said as he walked up behind us.
"Maax. Shes my buddy. Leave her be" he said.
"Oh daniel. I'm not your girl. Who's to say he should?" I say jokingly knowing this will bother him.
Him being able to stop all the hitting on me with two words. 'Shes mine' but he cant. Because I said not till he wins the race.
We walk past the Mercedes Garage
"WHO IS SHE?!" Lewis calls
Danny groans and keeps walking.
As we come back to the Red Bull Garage, Max comes behing me and 'accidentally' smacks my ass.
The look on Daniel's face was priceless.
*time skip to end of race*
" P1!" his engineer tells him
"Put Y/N on." He said.
I look over at Daniel's engineer who stopped celebrating Danny's win in Monaco unusually quickly.
He takes off his headset and slips it on to my head.
"Babyyyy!!! I loooove yoouuuuuuu!" He sings.
"Love you too babe." I say.
All the pit crew stops moving and falls silent and stares at me.
"Better get out of that car fast. The press is here." I say, smiling ng
"On my way" he said.
Within minutes Daniel is at my side. He takes me with him to every single interview, and keeps me close presses up against him with his strong arm around my waist
'Worth the wait?' I whisper to him.
'No. I hate you.' He whispered back and lightly bit my ear which made me laugh.
The whole day was filled with public kisses and hugs.
It warms my heart seeing how much he loves me.
A/N
I know this scenario would have been 2018 and it's 2020 now, but hey. Let's roll with it.
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F1 one shots
Fanfictionso this book is going to be all one shots. I have another book for imagines and preferences, but those all follow one massive story line and one shots would mess that up. so I'll put em a here. requests are always open.
