Pairing- Lance Stroll x reader
Summery- ʏᴏᴜ ʜᴀᴅ ʙᴇᴇɴ ᴅᴀᴛɪɴɢ ʟᴀɴᴄᴇ ꜰᴏʀ 5 ᴍᴏɴᴛʜꜱ. ᴛʜɪɴɢꜱ ᴡᴇʀᴇ ᴀᴍᴀᴢɪɴɢ. ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴇʀᴇ ɪɴ ᴀʀᴛ ꜱᴄʜᴏᴏʟ ᴀɴᴅ ʜᴇ ᴡᴀꜱ ᴅʀɪᴠɪɴɢ ɪɴ ꜰᴏʀᴍᴜʟᴀ 1. ᴛʜɪɴɢꜱ ᴡᴇʀᴇ ɢᴏɪɴɢ ꜱᴏ ᴡᴇʟʟ ᴜᴘ ᴜɴᴛɪʟ ʜɪꜱ ᴅᴀᴅ ᴀꜱᴋᴇᴅ ʜɪᴍ ᴛᴏ ꜱᴛᴏᴘ ꜱᴇᴇɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜ. ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴡɪʟʟ ʟᴀɴᴄᴇ ᴅᴏ?
Warnings-heartbreak, crying, low self esteem, a little suggestive (lmk if I forgot something) -happy ending!!
A/N- first time writing. Lmk how I did! This idea randomly popped into my head so I decided to give it a shot. Never done this before so sorry for the errors or mistakesz. enjoy:))
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Dating Lance Stroll was interesting to say the least.
You two met when he spotted you at the race in Monaco. To your surprise, he came up to you, complimented you, and asked for your number.
You were flustered given that you’d never in a million years thought an F1 driver would come up to you, let alone Lance Stroll who was a pretty reserved person.
Of course the cameras caught the interaction and people had lots of questions and opinions. Some people questioned what either of your intentions were and some were just happy to see Lance smiling.
You and Lance went on a few dates and really hit it off immediately. So he asked you to be his girlfriend.
You’d been dating for almost 6 months. The media often said you were his lucky charm. Whenever you’d go to one of his races he’d get pretty high up in positions and sometimes even got onto the podium.
People would say that you were the reason that Lance had light in his eyes once more. They could see his spark returning.
When people found out that you were in Art school, they had a lot to say. Some people said that you were with Lance for the money and others said for attention.
You two never cared what they had to say, you knew you were with Lance because you wanted to be, and because you liked him, not because of the the money.
And if anything, you weren’t getting any money. There was moments when Lance would gift you something pricey but other than that you didn’t receive money and never felt like you needed to ask for it.
Although you and Lance were very happy, there were lots of people who weren’t particularly fond of your relationship. And one of those was his father, Lawrence Stroll.
Whenever Lawrence was talking to the media he would often say that he wished that his son would pick someone more fit for him. He never really elaborated on what he meant.
It obviously made you upset to know that your boyfriend’s father thought you were not enough for his son.
You and Lance spoke about it a couple times. He would reassure you that he didnt care for what his father had to say about who he chooses to date.
You wished that Lance would stand up to his father more but he would always brush it off whenever you all were together.
Although it upset you, you always took Lance’s word and kept your relationship going like normal.
You and Lance had decided to have a lazy day at your apartment. You were setting things up while waiting for him to show up.
After 30 minutes of waiting he finally showed up, 15 minutes later than he said he would. You just chalked it up to him being stuck in traffic.
When he knocked you excitedly got up to open the front door. When you got the front door open you looked at his face.
“What’s wrong Lance?”, you asked.
“We need to talk”, He said. You knew that never meant well. Your heartbeat definitely spiked.
“Uhm ok, come in”, he slowly made his way over to your couch. You had to admit that you had no idea what this could be about but you knew that it wouldn’t leave a good feeling.
After shutting the front door you made your way over to the couch. You decided to give Lance space so you sat at the other end of the couch.
“What do you want to talk about?”, your voice slightly cracked, you were so nervous.
Lance opened his mouth to say something but quickly closed it. He didn’t want to say what he needed to say.
He sighed and ran a hand over his mouth., “I don’t know how to say this. I never thought I would.”
What is he talking about?, you thought.
“Lance what do you mean?” You were absolutely terrified.
“I was talking with my father, like seriously talking.”, he said.
“You know he doesn’t necessarily approve of our relationship and well, he asked me to stop seeing you.”, He couldn’t even look at you when he said it.
You couldn’t believe what you were hearing
“What??”, it’s the only thing that came out of your mouth You knew that his father didn’t exactly approve of him being with you but you never thought he’d ask Lance to stop seeing you, his girlfriend.
“Yea, he told me that he would take away my place in Formula 1 if I kept seeing you.”, he was scratching his neck, clearly uncomfortable.
“Well what did you tell him? That isn’t fair to you or me at all! He knows how much formula 1 means to you and he knows how happy we have been, surely you emphasized this to him”, now you were clearly upset.
“I didn’t know what to say. I don’t want to give up formula 1 but I also don’t want to leave you. You’re the best thing that has happened to me a while”.
You were confused, did he or did he not refuse to accept his father’s demands?
“What are you going to do then? I dont understand Lance. You told me you didn’t care about what your father had to say about us?”.
“Look, I know I said that. I’m so sorry. I really don’t want to give up racing but if I go against my father’s wishes then I risk that”.
“Are you really trying to tell me that you aren’t even going to fight this? For us, for me??” You were in complete disbelief over this.
“I want to, I really do, but I don’t want to lose my seat and I don’t want to disappoint my father”
Now it was your turn to be speechless.
“I know I don’t say it often but I love you and I’m deeply sorry that this is the way things have to be. I will never forget how loved and seen you made me feel. I owe you forever, I’m sorry”. With that, he walked out of your apartment, leaving you alone and stuck.
You really didn’t know what to say or think. You wanted to be mad but honestly you were just confused
Why couldn’t Lance fight for you? For your relationship.
You knew how much racing meant to Lance and how proud he’d want to make his father but you also thought he’d care enough to defend your relationship.
It had been about 6 weeks since Lance left. Meaning that today was the 3rd race since he ended your relationship.
Everyone noticed how poor he was doing. He went from scoring high points to being down all the way in P16.
He was more snappy over the radio and often had a frown on his face during interviews.
People obviously noticed that you weren’t around. Some were happy, those were usually the haters who didn’t want to see Lance happy under any circumstance.
Others weren’t happy because now Lance was underperforming and he looked miserable.
You’d hate to admit it, but you were often keeping up with the races every Sunday, like today.
You woke up nice and early to watch the race, half asleep but ready.
You sat on the couch with a blanket wrapped around you, In your usual spot, leaving a little room. Enough for another body. It was something you did subconsciously.
Once again, Lance scored no points for Aston. He got P19. During the race he didn’t really say anything. He often responded to the engineers late and with an agitated tone.
You hated to see him this way. You still cared deeply about him and if you were honest with yourself, you were waiting for him to come back. A part of you thought he’d come to his senses. The other part told you to stop being delusional and let it go. He didn’t care enough to defend your relationship so why should you want him back?
After the race Lance was very dry in his interviews, giving quick one word answers and frowning the entire time.
The camera caught him walking to the pit wall where his dad was waiting for him. There was almost no audio but you could clearly tell Lance and his father weren’t entirely content to see eachother.
His father started to say something only for Lance to cut him off mid conversation and start to yell something. Although it came more as a whisper-yell since the camera wasn’t really picking anything up so you couldn’t make out what was being said.
You could only see the way the team was turning their heads, trying to get in on the conversation with out seeming too obvious.
Lance finished the conversation by storming off. You wanted to know where he was going but the camera never followed
You just sat there in your thoughts. What were they arguing about? What was so interesting to have everyone turning heads? Why did his dad look so upset? What did Lance say at the end? Where did he storm off to?
You told your thoughts to quiet down. You shouldn’t care this much. Lance broke up with you for his dad. You shouldn’t care about why they’re arguing, but you do. And you hated it.
You shut the tv off and just sat there scrolling through TikToks
You had been pretty depressed lately. You stopped going out as often. You woke up late in the mornings and stayed up way past 2am, just staring up at the ceiling and crying. Today, before the race began, you forced yourself into the shower. You didn’t feel like it but you also didn’t want to smell.
While scrolling through social media, tucked away in the corner of your couch, there was a knock at the door.
You weren’t expecting anyone and you didn’t order anything, who could it be?
You had thought about just sitting there silently and acting as if no one was home.
But a voice made you jump
“It’s me, Lance, please open. I really need to talk with you”.
Lance? How in the- It has only been 30 minutes since the camera showed him storming off. Did he come straight here?
You slowly got up, maybe you were hearing things. You crept up to the door and gently opened it, waiting for no one to be there.
But there he was, Lance, your ex boyfriend, the guy you still loved, standing in your doorway. Still in his race suit. He looked a mess, sweaty and out of breath.
“What in the world are you doing here Lance?” You weren’t sure if you should be mad or happy. You wanted him back of course but you were still upset that he just left the way he did.
“Please just listen me, please”. Lance said desperately.
“Ok ok, come in”, he quickly made his way in as you shut the door.
As you were turning over to see him, he immediately fell over onto his knees. What?
“I’m so so sorry. I should have never left you. I should have fought for us, for you. You are the best thing that has ever happened to me. You make me feel something that I haven’t felt in a very long time, you make me feel alive”, he’s crying.
You wanted to say something but Lance continued, “I don’t expect you to forgive me instantly but I want this to work again. I cannot live without you. I cannot breathe when you aren’t near. I cannot, do not, want a future without you”.
You were frozen in place, a million thoughts on your mind.
After a couple seconds of silence, you finally spoke up.
“Lance, I want you more than anyone, but I don’t want to get hurt again. Besides, I know your father doesn’t approve of me, I don’t want him to put that on you. I know how much you want to continue racing and I don’t want to be the reason it’s taken from you”.
“I don’t care about that. I told my father he can continue without me. If you’re not there with me then I don’t want any part of it”. Lance said, as he finally stood up from the ground.
“Lance- what? No, you cannot give up racing for me. You love formula 1, don’t do that to yourself” You loved Lance, you didn’t want him to give up racing even if that meant he wouldn’t be around.
Lance grabbed both of your hands, “Sure, I love to race but I love you more. Racing in formula 1 means nothing if you’re not with me. And if my father doesn’t approve and takes my seat I won’t care. As long as I have you”. Your heart aches.
“I don’t know what to say”. You really didn’t. You didn’t want to get hurt again but you missed life with Lance so much.
“It’s okay, you don’t have to say anything. You don’t have to be okay with me right now, but please tell me you’ll think about it?” Lance is looking down at you with those eyes. Ugh, he has such a way of getting what he wants. You didn’t know whether you liked or hated it. Or both.
You didn’t want to give in so easily. But your body betrayed you. The way he was looking at you didn’t help either.
So you slowly brought your lips up to his.
At first the kiss was soft, until he responded. Hungry. Desperate.
Let’s just say that what started by the front door, ended in your bedroom.
You wanted to feel guilty for letting him back in so easily but you couldn’t find it in you as he kissed every place on your body that he could. You can be mad at yourself in the morning.
When morning came, you slowly awoke, you could feel the sun hitting your face. It was warm, it felt good. But that feeling quickly left as you felt around the bed. It was empty.
You wanted to cry. He left? I mean, his clothes aren’t anywhere on the floor and the door is shut. Wow….
You slowly got up and went to freshen up in the bathroom. You felt so stupid. How could you just let him in so easily after everything he did to you?
When you finally found the strength to walk out into the kitchen, a noise startled you.
You peeked over the corner to see what it was. It was him.
Lance. He was cooking, or should I say burning something in the kitchen.
You stared for a few seconds. He wasn’t wearing his race suit anymore and his hair looked wet.
When he turned over, probably sensing your presence, he smiled. “Hey, sorry if I woke you up. I hope you don’t mind that Im cooking something and that I used your shower, just needed to freshen up and I thought that maybe you’d be hungry.”
You were honestly stunned, I think he could tell you were. “What’s wrong?” Lance asked.
“Oh uhm nothing, I guess I just thought you’d left”
“What? No, never. Look, I’m serious when I say I want this to work again. I’m not just going to make love to you and walk out. I mean, I was on my knees for you yesterday. Twice!”, he said, while putting his two fingers up.
“Ok I get it Lance”, now you both were laughing.
Lance turned over to his plate of burnt pancakes.
He walked over, giving you some. He made them just the way you liked. Although burnt…
“Sorry about that, you know I’ve never been the best cook” he said, scratching his neck.
“Yeah, I’ve known ever since that time you put oil in a pan that had water” you two laughed at the memory. This felt good. Just the two of you sitting at the table eating and talking normally.
You were the first to speak again, “So, are you going to speak to your father about everything?” You didn’t exactly want to bring it up but it was something the two of you would need to address at some point.
Lance hesitated to answer for a moment, “I have to. I don’t want to, I’m just nervous about what he’ll have to say but I know what I want and he’ll just have to deal with it”.
“Well, I’m here for you no matter the outcome”, You weren’t lying. Even if Lance decided to do something that hurt you once more, you’d still stupidly be there for him.
“I know, and I love you because of that”, Lance said with a smile on his face.
After the both of you finished eating, he washed the dishes and changed into one of his outfits that you had in your closet.
You caught the way he smiled when he noticed how much of his clothes you kept. But he didn’t say anything, just silently chucked to himself.
Lance quickly gave your forehead a kiss, “I texted my father, I’m going to head over and talk to him. I’ll let you know how that goes”.
To say you were nervous was an understatement. You knew how much Lance wanted to please his father. You knew how easily he gave into what his father had to say. You only hoped that he would actually fight for you and your relationship this time.
An hour passed before you heard from Lance. When you did hear from him it was through a phone call
You quickly picked up, prepared for the worst but hoping for the best.
“Hello”, you said quietly
“Hey honey, I talked with my father. He’d like for you to come over if that’s alright with you? He’d really like to have a word”.
Oh gosh. Oh no. Why? What does that mean? Is he going to humiliate me? What does he want to sa-
Lance cut off your thoughts, “I promise it isn’t anything bad. He actually wants to apologize, but he’d rather do it in person. Please, if you don’t mind.”
You really didn’t want to, you were terrified of Lawrence if you were being completely honest.
But you decided to do it for Lance. I mean, he said that his father wants to apologize so what’s the worst that can happen?
“Ok, I’ll go. Just text me the address and I’ll quickly get ready then head over”.
“Ok, thank you so much, I’ll send it over and just let me know when you’re outside so I can go and get you”. Lance said, hanging up after the both of you said goodbye.
After he sent the address you quickly got ready, making sure you looked your best. Although you were scared, you wanted to look professional and put together.
After 20 minutes, you arrived at the given destination. You quickly texted Lance, who walked out shortly after.
You slowly got out of the car as he came up to you
You both said hey and he grabbed your hand, intertwining your fingers with his.
“I know you’re nervous, but I promise he just wants to apologize for everything. If he says something out of line, I’ll be there to tell him off. My father doesn’t get to talk to my future wife that way”. Lance said.
That made you smile, it was the first time that Lance had ever said something like that.
As you two walked in, you could feel your heartbeat increasing. Even more when he opened up the door to his father’s office.
There he was, Lawrence Stroll. He looked up when he heard the two of you walking in.
You offered a quick smile as you sat down. Hopefully you weren’t shaking because it sure felt like it.
After Lance took the seat next to you, his father spoke up.
“I want to start off by saying that I am deeply sorry for what I have said about you. When I told Lance to stop seeing you, I thought I was doing what was best. But I see now that I was wrong. I was trying to protect him from something I didn’t understand. I let my own fears get in the way of his happiness. And for that, I owe you both an apology. You’ve shown my son what real love looks like and you’ve shown that you really care about him, and that’s all a father can ask for, I truly apologize for everything I put the both of you through, but mostly because I did not give you a chance.”.
Lawrence looked at you ask he spoke, only slightly glancing at Lance when he mentioned his name.
You spoke up, “I appreciate the apology Mr. Stroll, I understand how much you care for your son and that you would do anything to keep him happy, as would I, and if you accept me, I would be honored to continue to do so”.
“Of course I’ll accept you young lady, you have proven yourself on multiple occasions. Even I, as stubborn as I am, can admit that” Lawrence said, making all three of you chuckle.
“Alright dad, enough with the jokes”, Lance said still chuckling a bit. “But I want you to know that what you said hurt me deeply, I love her more than anything in this world, I was stupid to leave her and I will give anything for her”. Lance said, more serious.
“Of course son, I see that now, I truly do apologize”, Lawrence said once more.
This was an odd gathering to say the least but you appreciated the apology.
But there was something you still wanted to say.
“Does this mean Lance can keep his seat?”, you probably should have worded the question better but you just wanted a straight forward answer.
Lance looked over at you and then his father.
Lawrence laughed, “Well of course, how would I look taking my son’s seat and giving it to someone else? I might as well walk around the paddock with a 𝗪𝗼𝗿𝗹𝗱𝘀 𝗪𝗼𝗿𝘀𝘁 𝗙𝗮𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿 shirt on”.
Now that made all three of you laugh.
Lance looked relived, and you let out a sigh.
After you both said goodbye to his father, you picked up some food and made your way back to your apartment
You both quickly changed into some comfy clothes and put on a movie to watch while eating.
“I’m sorry I didn’t fight for you from the start”, Lance said out of no where, catching you off guard.
“I should have told my father off the moment he started to say things about you. I was stupid not to. I never meant to hurt you, and I will use everyday to make it up to you. Whatever you want, I’ll give to you”.
You smiled up at him, “I’m still a little upset, it hurt a lot Lance. But I love you so much and I want to live this life with you. All I ask is that you love me the way you always have. And of course, defend me you idiot”, you said while lightly slapping his shoulder which made him laugh.
He lunged forward and grabbed you, wrapping you into a tight hug. He kissed you all over your face even when you were telling him to stop.
This is the Lance you missed. The hugs, the kisses, his laugh, his voice, his scent, him.
Everyone noticed your return to the paddock. The whole thing had only been about a month so to everyone watching, it was almost like you’d never left, maybe just hid for a little? The only people who really knew what went down were you, Lance, his father, and some of the nosey race engineers.
Of course some people had questions and opinions as to why you weren’t around and for the way Lance had been acting.
You didn’t care what they had to say though, you were just happy to be back, supporting Lance.
The fans, the workers, the other drivers, they all noticed the change in Lance’s performance.
He was doing good again. He was scoring high points once more.
Fans began to say that his lucky charm was present again. Everyone could see the way his eyes had light in them again. The way the interviews weren’t one worded answers with a frown on his face anymore. The way his smile grew when he spotted you in the crowd. The way his hands never left yours once he got around to you.
Lance Stroll was in love. Even the haters had to admit it was cute.
Even after everything. The crying and the heartbreak, you were happy that Lance had made his way back to you.
Lance was happy he did aswell.
After all, you are the one who makes him feel 𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐯𝐞
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A/N- If you care, I listened to Strange by Celeste the entire time I wrote this. Again, this is lowkey my first time writing anything (although I was in the process of writing something for Lando Norris so idk when that’ll happen), anyway, this might not be the best writing or grammatically correct. Oops…hope you enjoyed and lmk🩷🩷
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