Formula Racing Imagines And Preferences

👶Arthur Leclerc - One Way To Find Out

Warning: mention of cheating

So how exactly did we get here? Well ladies and gentleman, let me take you back, a while back to a night in Monte Carlo went down south. A drunk Michael Schumacher and a drunk Linsday Cohen ended up doing something they shouldn't have which resulted in a baby nearly nine months later. Mr Schumacher of course had his own baby at home and didn't want to ruin this family he had spent so long building so he quite simply left Lindsay and the baby behind in Monaco but still had a part in her life from time to time, usually when there was a race in Monaco. They chose to call the child Y/n and decided it would be best if she was raised not knowing who her father really was, so they came up with a pretend name and went with that.

"When are we seeing papa again?" Y/n asked sweetly as her mother quickly ran around the apartment cleaning. "He'll be here very soon. Don't worry." She replied. "Come on, clean up your toys." Y/n rushed to clean up her toys and make sure everything was basically spotless. The doorbell rang and her mother went to answer the door with Y/n quick in pursuit. "Papa!" Y/n squealed seeing the face of her father standing outside the doorway. "Ah, ah. Come on now. We don't want to wake up the neighbours." He said scooping her up into his arms. Their nights went by like they usually did. Y/n showing him some stuff, them watching a movie and then Y/n drifting off to sleep on the couch but this time, she woke up to the sound of a hushed mind of shout.

"Just listen-" She heard a voice known as her father speak only to be cut off by her mum. "No Michael. I can't bring her to Switzerland." Switzerland? Why on earth would they ever move to Switzerland? "I just want her to meet Mick and Gina. You can come too. Just let her meet her siblings. She won't know they are her relatives anyway." He said trying to make her feel better. "Michael! I know it won't work! She's far too alert for that now. Just listen to me, if you want her to meet Mick and Gina, they have to come here without their mother. I can't look at her knowing what I have done." What did her mum do? "Lindsay." He began only to pause. "She knows and she wants to meet her." Too many thoughts whirled around Y/n's head as she struggled to take in all the information she accidentally came across.

"Then bring her there yourself. I'm not going."

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Y/n stood at the ice rink absolutely petrified. She was about to go out there and represent France in ice skating. This was because she attended high school in France and ended up being asked to represent France in ice skating. She fiddled with the bits of tastle attached to her dress to try and calm herself down it it was no use. She simply couldn't. "Hey Y/n. How's my little sister doing?" She smiled a bit when she heard the recognisable voice of her brother Mick. "I am absolutely tripping balls. I'm so scared." She chuckled to herself. "Well look, you're going to be fine. You're gonna nail it. I know it." Y/n's name was called out and that little glimmer of confidence that Mick had given her just washed away.

Even though she stumbled a bit at the beginning, the rest of the performance was simply outstanding from the young Monegasque. She scored an 8 out of 10 from each of the judges which was enough to get her through to the next round. She skated off the rink smiling and trying her best to keep calm but the second she reached her preparation area, she squealed excitedly. Mick ran down to her and spun her around in a hug. "I told you! You were practically perfect out there!" He told her. Y/n's eyes creeped off to the person beside her brother and spotted a very handsome looking man. "Oh, hi." She said including the mysterious stranger into the conversation. "Oh sorry. Y/n this is Arthur, he's from Prema as well and he's Monegasque." Y/n's pupils grew wider as she spoke with him. He just radiated perfection and for her, this is where the trouble began or spawned from. Him. Arthur Leclerc.

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Y/n sat in her bathroom gripping a positive pregnancy test with Mick beside her and Arthur nowhere to be found. Why? Because they broke up the week before and she was only now finding out that she was pregnant. "Fuck Mick. What am I supposed to do? I'm 21! I have a career ahead of me, what the hell?" She whispered. Mick wrapped his arm around her shoulder and pulled her close. "It's okay. You have us here, your family." He said sweetly. Y/n nodded and whipped the tears that fell from her eyes away. "I suppose so and one other thing!" She replied to Mick. "Arthur cannot know."