F1, F2 & F3 : Finished

• Max V •

✨juli_f1 ✨

I let the phone slide out of my hand and fall onto the duvet beneath me.

Drip.
Drip.
Drip.

The tears began to slide softly down my face as my stomach flipped and heart beat wildly. The video was crystal clear, his hands running down her back, his lips loving hers, her hands around his neck as they swayed to the music of the Monaco club. I had the same sinking feeling last night when he hadn't climbed into bed next to me but now it was confirmed. I brushed the tears off and took a deep breath. Shakily, I took my phone and called him, scoffing as he answered with a cheery morning voice,

"I saw the video."

"What video?"

"You... the girl... the kiss, I saw it all,"

"Look, it was a mistake-"

"It's over, I've had enough of this and I've had enough of you, get your stuff and get out by tonight."

I hung up and released a shaky breath, at least he thought I was being strong though inside I felt like I could cry and cry and cry. I didn't know what to do, I could ring one of my friends but they would just tell me they warned me about him. I could ring my mum but she would be too doting and would possibly make me feel worse.

Okay, Max it is then...

The boy who lived next door to my apartment had always been so welcoming and he always slid a note under when he could hear the arguing with a message hoping I was okay. I knocked on the door and smiled when the door swung open to a sleepy looking Max Verstappen. He quickly jumped when he saw me and hurriedly invited me in. I felt slight butterflies at his seemingly happy behaviour to see me, despite only seeing each other in the hallways. He led me to his couch which faced the tv, hanging above the tv was a colossal picture of Max's redbull on the Monaco street circuit.

I couldn't help but look at in awe, when I turned to him again he had a red tinge on his cheeks.

"So why are you here... no offence obviously but erm... it's quite late."

"Me and my boyfriend finally broke up you'll be happy to know, no more shouting."

I attempted a weak smile but felt my heart wobble again as I withheld tears.

"How come you broke up or was it just the combination of all of the... shouting?" He asked sweetly,

"He...cheated on me!" I exclaimed, furiously wiping my eyes,

Max gently pulled me into his chest. I could hear his heart hammering against my ear yet felt... at home. There was something about being in the arms of Max that felt right and almost loving...

"You don't deserve that at all and you'll feel okay after a while trust me." He added earnestly,

Without removing myself from his arms I shot my eyes to his,

"You've been cheated on, the multi-winner F1 driver?" I asked in genuine disbelief,

Max nodded in reply and swept a soothing hand over my hair. I shuffled a bit so I was facing Max completely. I couldn't help but notice our hands were still intertwined.

"I just want to cry." I whispered,

"It's okay to cry."

Max stopped abruptly, pulling his hand from mine.

"It's weird, I see you in the hallways and you should be happier and it's crazy that I imagine you by my side at the races." Max spoke, slight annoyance slipping into his words.

I was in shock that Max Verstappen had feelings for me, I knew for certain it made me extremely happy and nervous. I took his hands back into mine and leant forward.

"We should take our time but... I'd love to get to know you properly Max... the races are a bonus." I grinned,

"Gold digger." Max whispered jokingly,

"Hey!" I exclaimed, with mock offense,

"Do you want to stay here tonight...not for anything that's something but just to hang out!" Max flustered,

"I'd love that..."

He looked up and smiled as we met eyes, leaning forward and sealing our new found relationship with a sweet kiss.