Formula 1 one shots

Losing you - Daniel Ricciardo

'We need to talk,' you said as soon Daniel came from his workout. You were trying to figure out what to say, but the words just didn't come to your mind. How were you going to be able to tell him this?

'What's up?' Daniel asked as he placed his belongings on the table.

'I love you, Daniel. I love you so much, and that's why this is so hard, but I can't do this anymore,' you began.

'What are you talking about?' Daniel asked, confused.

'My heart is in two places. Half is back at home, the other's off racing. I don't want to lose you, Daniel, I can't handle that. I think it's best if we both go our own ways.'

'No. What? No! I'm not going to let you go. You are my girlfriend, and I love you. I'm not just going to give up on us.'

You felt the tears burn in your eyes. 'I don't want to either, but I can't take this anymore, Daniel. Every time you get into that car, I feel like I'm ageing more every minute. I'm in constant fear that something might happen to you, and I can't deal with that stress. I just can't, I'm sorry.' You stand up from your seat at the table, ready to leave. Your bags were already in the car because you knew this was going to be hard.

'What if I stop racing? I can stop. You don't have to leave. Please, don't leave Y/N,' he begged you.

'You can't do that. Racing is your life. You would die of boredom. There is no other option. Please don't make this any harder then it already is. I made my decision. You can't change my mind.' You started to walk away from him.

'This is not about changing your mind, Y/N. This is about figuring stuff out together. You are my life, and I can't lose you,' he snapped at you.

You turned around. 'I can't lose you either. But every time you got into that car, so many things could happen. Every time you get in contact with another car or you have bumped into a wall or whatever it is, it makes my heart break into a million pieces because I am so worried about you. I have missed my periods because there is so much stress in my life. It's not healthy, Daniel. I want to have a family, but how can we have a family when every time you get into the car, I don't know if you're going to come back alive? What if you leave me with our kids and I have to tell them that their dad died, that they won't be at their graduation, their wedding, that you won't see their kids. How am I going to do that? How am I going to live without you?' The tears started the stream down your face. 'I love you so much, Dan. I do, but I just can't keep putting myself through this.'

Daniel was silent for a moment. How could he disagree with that? He knew where you were coming from, he had this conversation with his mom a lot. Why would she let her son get into such a dangerous sport? Anything could happen. But his mom always told him: "because it's what you loved to do. How can we keep you away from something that you love?" But now he had two things that he loved very much, and he was going to lose one of them. Y/N was right. He couldn't give up Formula one. But he also couldn't lose Y/N. He wanted to have a family with her and grow old together, and they could. But right now, he didn't want to lose Y/N.

'What if we find a way in between. What if we go out separate ways for a week or two. We don't break up, but we'll just take some time for ourselves and think if this is really what we want?'

You shook your head. 'I have made my decision. I really have to go.' You choked on your words as you said that. You quickly walked out of the house, leaving Daniel behind. The tears were streaming down your face as you got in the car. You looked in your rearview mirror to look at yourself, when you saw Daniel standing there, waving with his arms and walking closer. You quickly looked at the passengers seat, where the pregnancy test was laying. You could still go back. But deep down, you knew this was the best decision.