Formula One Reader Insert

Mick Schumacher; Lay All Your Love On Me.

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Lay All Your Love On Me

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I've had a few little love affairs
They didn't last very long and they've been pretty scarce
I used to think I was sensible
It makes the truth even more incomprehensible

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friends to lovers? love at first sight? I finally decided that it would be best friends split by life until coincidence

ft best girl angie sweet summer baby

also small dedication to my german (family friend) auntie and uncle, i love and miss them lots, i cannot wait to see them again this year, ich liebe euch beide, tante und onkel💗

i do apologise if this feels rushed, but this could become 10k words if i didnt cut it off when i did and im not sure if you'd like it lmao

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Mick had spent the day with Lance and Esteban, having invited them to his place in Switzerland. They spent the morning wandering around the town, Mick showing the boys his and his dad's garage and their car collection. They had been junior racers together, and with Estie being in Switzerland now, and Lance having free reign over winter break, they decided they would all have a week together and have a fun time going around the Christmas Markets, sampling treats, drinks and tradition dress of course.

The trio had a couple of days until the markets opened, and the boys decided they would relive their younger years at races and have a sleepover at Mick's, his family taking some leave from the house meaning that they had full reign over the building. Having walked through what felt like a hall of fame, walls lined with the Schumacher family awards and trophies, before it lead to a cosy living room, walls covered in photos from Michael and Corrina's wedding, photos of Mick and Gina as they grew up, newspaper clippings of Michael's achievements, even photos of Ralf, Mick and Michael down at the race tracks. 

Mick had gone to the kitchen to grab them all a Weißbier, Ocon and Stroll seeing an image of Mick at around 5 or so years of age, cuddling with a girl on the very sofa behind them, the pair asleep in the image. The young mystery girl and Mick were in matching snowsuits, a small blanket over them. A photo nearby showed them when they were about thirteen and dressed smartly, Mick in a smart suit, the young girl in a red dress, heading to a school orchestrated disco/dance. Schumini walked back in, seeing his friends looking at the photos and chuckled. "What are you two looking at?" He asked, scaring the duo. 

"We saw this photo of you and some girl when you were kids, that's all." Lance brushed over, grabbing a beer out of Mick's hand and throwing himself in an armchair. Esteban took his drink and sat down on the sofa, Mick soon joining him. "Are you both still friends?" Lance asked, cutting through the short silence. 

The German man sighed, shaking his head. "She moved when we were fourteen, her dad got a new job in Canada, and when dad was racing, I wasn't able to go and see her, and then when the formula races were happening, we had lost all contact by then." He took a swig of his beer, and sat back, frowning slightly. Esteban patted his thigh, comforting him. 

"I assume you haven't found her on social media?" The Frenchman asked. Mick shook his head again. 

"I can't find anything about her parents in the news either. They were high profile people, like in the governments. Nothing had appeared in the last three years for them."

Lance and Esteban hummed, them all taking a synchronised swig. "Where did they move to?" Lance asked, Mick responded with Montreal, Lance decided probed further. "What was her dad's name?"