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white lie | MV1 & CL16

fictional winter break - new year's eve

Max had just finished his shower after his training when his phone started ringing. A smile appeared on his face as he saw the name on his display, it was Charles. The Monegasque had broken his leg last week at his skiing trip and was now unable to take care of himself.

A couple of days ago max had seen him at the supermarket and god was he clumsy and helpless. Charles then had told his that his family was on holiday and so nobody was there to buy him food or daily stuf he needed so Max had agreed to help him out.

Since then he already had bought groceries twice for the Monegasque and also other things he had needed. He hadn't agreed on it because he wanted to be nice, no he had a different reason. Since the summer break he had some unknown feelings for the Monegasque but never really figured out what they meant.

Max only knew that if he saw the Ferrari driver he felt better and since now was the winter break this little helping gave him the opportunity to see Charles more often. Unluckily they had never spent time after exchanging food and money because once Max got a call and the other time Charles was too tried.

He would have loved to just chill together and maybe eat something or watch a movie, just spent time together, but Charles probably would find it weird to hang out with him, with max, his biggest rival ever since.

Max still wondered why he agreed that he was helping him, especially he, but probably Charles hadn't found someone else and really needed that help. For Max it was the biggest win since his title earlier this year but Charles obviously didn't know anything about it.

He had always manged to make it not too obvious that he liked being near the Monegasque. Still Max had looked more often into the garage of Ferrari while walking by then normal but luckily nobody had noticed it. His trainer only made a comment about him spying on the rivals.

Because of all these reasons Max was more than happy to see the name flashing up on his screen. It was new years eve tonight and he had hoped to see Charles again before this year would end, just wish him good luck for the new one and stuff like that.

"Hello mate, what's the order today?" Max answered the call and the smile grew even bigger, good that nobody could see him.

"Hey Max, I don't want to bother you again but I really need some stuff." Charles said and sounded really sorry.

"You don't bother me Charles, just sent me the list and I will be over in twenty minutes."

Max could hear some noises in the background and suddenly Charles groaned in pain.

"Oh my god what happened Charles? Are you okay?"

"Yeah yeah, just fell over a basket. I will sent you the list." was all he said before he ended the call.

Max's smile immediately disappeared and he was frozen for a moment. Why did Charles just ended the call, he seemed clearly hurt and Max wanted to be there for him, why didn't he let him even say good bye.

Pasta, Salat, Tomatoes, Eggs, Shampoo, Bread, Chocolate, Milk

Just the usual, Max thought while putting his shoes on, before he took his sweater. Even it was the last day of the year it wasn't that cold and his long joggers and a shirt with sweater was enough for him. He would be back in half an hour anyway.