Hey everyone! Just to always update you guys of course⌠part 6 IS coming!!! I am currently writing it and am really excited to be finished to post it ! đ what do we think will happen đ
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17. âI know you still love me.â â Part 5. Max Verstappen x Reader.
Part 5 is here! This is Maxâs version of events from the last part which you can read here (as well as the other parts from this series.) - Part 4, Part 3, Part 2, Part 1.
another cliffhanger I know.. what was in the letter? Will Max be told the news..?Â
tags - @enjoymylovesâ , @iamasimpingh0eâ , @organasithâÂ
âYou never answered my text.â Kelly. Fuck, fuck, fuck.
My eyes widened as I tried to give Kelly a silent signal of âFuck off now before you ruin the one thing I care about.âÂ
I couldnât help but to look between the two. Y/n looked shocked, hurt, sad and angry all in one. Kelly looked smug. Of course she fucking did.Â
âOh is that Y/n in there? So nice to finally meet you! Iâm Kelly, Iâve heard so much about you!â Kelly shoved herself past me and greeted Y/n with a hug, one Y/n did not return. What the fuck is going on here. Kelly can either be a bitch and tell Y/n everything.. or, fuck thereâs no other option here. Iâm screwed. What game is she playing? Coming here to see if I missed her to then act like Y/nâs her best friend? I try not to panic, if I talk too much sheâll know everything, Y/n knows me too well for my own liking right now.Â
âWhat are you doing here?â I said to Kelly through gritted teeth, hoping she gets the hint that sheâs not welcome here, she never will be again.Â
âWell I think Iâve got the answer to my text, its so nice to see you both back together! Max was in a state Y/n, you shouldâve seen him!â Kelly laughed, I couldnât take my eyes off of her, I need to assess what sheâs plotting next. Iâm hoping Y/n doesnât follow that up with any questions, why she was with me.. what happened. No shit I was in a state, Kelly is the reason everything is fucked. If it wasnât for her I wouldnât be in this mess. Has Y/n caught on? Do I need to justify this?
âWell Iâm sorry to bother you both, Y/n Iâd love to get to know you properly, Iâll message you? I think I follow you on instagram?â Kelly said as Y/n nodded. I can feel her eyes burning into me, but I canât look away from Kelly, what the fuck is she doing? Does Kelly realise Iâm trying to get her to shut up from the constant staring? Is Y/n going to think itâs bad that Iâve looked at Kelly more than Iâve looked at her? Have I completely ruined this all over again with only five words? I didnât realise I was still holding the door open until Kelly finally left. I need to try to fix this as best I can, fuck what am I going to tell her?
âLet me explain-â
âWhat did she text you?â Y/n asked, of course she cut me off. She looks broken all over again.Â
âWhat? I donât know baby, I uh..â Before I could even attempt to string a sentence together I could see she wasnât buying it.Â
 âY/n, please. Let me just try to explain!â Y/n clearly didnât hear the end of my sentence, pushing past me to run out of the room. Fuck. Sheâs clearly going after Kelly. Does she just want to know what the text was? Or is Kelly going to tell her a bit more than that, this canât happen. Maybe my lucks just about ran out, and if anyones going to tell Y/n the truth then it needs to be me. Maybe I still have a chance, Iâll tell her how much I regret everything, how itâs only ever going to be her.Â
âAre you okay Y/n?â I heard Kelly say, I practically sprinted down the corridor to catch up with Y/n, fucking big hotels with long ass corridors. I canât help but stand in my place, waiting to hear what she actually wants from Kelly. Please be smart here Y/n, please.
âDid you sleep with him?â Fuck. I began frantically shaking my head at Kelly, standing behind Y/n paying off for once. Donât be a bitch Kelly. For once in your life, do not ruin this for me.Â
âAre you sure you want to know that?â Kelly asked her, clearly making the matter worse by not giving a straight answer.Â
âY/n, donât do this, come back inside.â I said in an attempt to save this fucked situation. I put my hands on Y/nâs shoulders, I could feel her practically shaking before she shoved me off. I look back to Kelly to now learn sheâs a shit liar. Her face is giving everything away.Â
âY/n, I uh- we uh-âÂ
âShut the fuck up Kelly!â I shouted, hitting the wall next to me as panic, anger and guilt fully sets in. Why the fuck did I ever get myself involved with this woman.Â
âLet her talk.â Y/n shouts back. âDid you? Did you sleep with him?â No, no, no, no, no, no.Â
Iâm practically begging for Kelly to be a telepath here. Please donât do this to me. I canât go through this again. I put my hands on my head and begin pacing in an attempt to calm myself down, I notice Iâm already in tears. This is all my fault. Iâm just hoping Kelly makes good decisions here.Â
âListen, I think there are certain things that would be better to hear them from Max.â Nope. Sheâs making bad decisions. Fuck.Â
âHereâs my number. Talk to Max, if you feel like he isnât telling you the truth or isnât telling you the whole story, call me.â Y/n has either worked it all out or sheâll quite simply hear it all from Kelly fucking Piquet. How fucking dare she do this to me. Sheâs single handedly ruined the one good thing Iâve ever had. I still canât admit to myself fully that this is hardly Kellyâs fault, but I canât accept the fact it was really me thatâs ruined Y/n. She hands Y/n a small piece of paper before getting into the elevator.Â
âFUCK YOU!â I screamed as the elevator doors closed. I need to save this. Somehow. I canât have Y/n going to her, fuck knows what sheâll be told.Â
âY/n, please, please, Iâll tell you everything, just please donât leave me here.â Y/n ignores me as she walks back towards the room. Iâm going to have to tell her. I donât have a choice. Telling her everything is the only way to start again. Clean slate. Just be honest, despite the fact I can hardly be honest with myself right now. When did I turn into this kind of person? I catch up with Y/n who was waiting by the door of the room, she was also in tears, not even trying to hide how hurt she is. She walks into the room to grab her things, but I canât let her leave. I cant. I stand in front of the door like some sort of guard.. I donât think Iâve ever seen a guard crying to this extent but it works.Â
âMove Max.â She said, not wanting to entertain anything Iâve got to say.Â
âNot until we talk.âÂ
âAnd are you really going to tell me the truth? Because to swear Max Iâll go to her and get it all. I canât keep doing this with you. You ask me to trust you on another lie!â Iâve really fucked up here. How could I do this to her? Itâs breaking me even more just looking at her, seeing how done she is with me and how much she fears more lies.Â
âIâll tell you everything. Just please come and sit down.â I softly grabbed her arm as I sat on the edge of the bed but she pulled away, I hate not touching her. I hate not being able to comfort her, even if I was the one to cause all of this.Â
âIâm fine standing.â I sighed and nodded, trying to think where to start with all of this.Â
âIâm sorry Y/n. I am. You need to understand I really did think there was something going on with you and your boss, and I know, I know how stupid I sound. I know I shouldâve just spoke to you. She was a shoulder to cry on which just.. got carried away and I regret it every day Y/n. I regret how much Iâve hurt you. I hate myself for doing this to you. For doing this to us. I wish it never happened-âÂ
âGet on with it Max.â She spat. I have to try and justify why I did what I did, if there even is any justification. I donât know how to save this..Â
I told her everything. How Kelly came to my room that night, how she invited me out and how it was my idea to invite her back.Â
âI was drunk Y/n, I know thatâs no excuse.. I donât have an excuse at all really. I was mad, hurt and upset at the thought of you with someone else..â Y/n squeezes her eyes shut, how could I say I felt like that when she was completely innocent.. she feels exactly the way I did, yet Iâm the guilty one. She was nothing but loyal to me. Yet here I am telling her all about how I fucked another woman behind her back. The woman she was always worried about. The woman I always reassured was nothing but a friend, or someone around the paddock at best.Â
âI wish it didnât happen. Thatâs the truth.. if that even means anything to you anymore. The next morning I told her it wouldnât happen again. I told her she was a mistake, and she threw it back in my face by saying you wonât take me back because of that stupid fucking photo- sorry.â I could feel myself getting angrier at the thought of Kelly and her cockiness throughout this whole thing. Acting like she has the upper hand. Maybe she does? She hasnât lost anything.Â
âWhy did you lie?â Y/n whispered, I donât even truly know the answer to this question.Â
âI canât lose you Y/n, I can't. Iâm sorry, youâre everything to me Y/n, you know that? Please just tell me what I need to do to fix this, I'll do anything, fuck, Iâll even stop racing for you if it meant we can work through this somehow.â I meant that. Nothing in my life has ever been perfect, Iâve always had to work on things, improve on things, train to be better and work harder.. with Y/n everything just fell into place. Which is why thereâs zero logic behind what Iâve done to her. Iâd give up everything for her. I quite simply donât need anything, as long as Iâve got her I know Iâll be okay. I canât lose her.Â
âWhy did you lie to me?â She asked again.Â
âI donât want to hurt you Y/n, I never want to hurt you. What I said, what I told you had happened, thatâs how I wish it happened. I know that means nothing, I know that sounds stupid, but I canât bare this Y/n. I hate myself for what I've done, to know how much I've hurt you-â
âWhen did this start? When did you start seeing her?â Oh fuck. Shall I lie and make it somewhat better? I look up at her, once again seeing how broken she is, how do I make such a wrong, right?Â
âPlease Y/n, I love you, only you. I canât do this without you, you know I canât. Iâd take this all back if I could -âÂ
âHow long Max?â She said, this time through gritted teeth. I can hardly talk, how can I tell her this?
âA few months.â I admit barely above a whisper, not trusting my voice to talk normally. She let out a breath before she began sobbing in front of me, I canât control myself at this point, practically matching her aside from the fact weâre hurting for different reasons.Â
âAll the time you accused me of cheating, and it was you all along? How could you do this to me? To ME? Of all people Max. Iâve been there for you, Iâve supported you when no one else would. Iâve listened to you when no one else would. Iâve been the one person to stand by you throughout everything. I mean look at me. Here I am giving you a second chance after you lied to my face! How could I be so stupid.â She slightly laughed at herself as I continued to cry, continued to regret going so wrong with the one right thing Iâve ever had.Â
âYou know, everyone told me this would happen. That youâd do this to me. And do you know what Iâd say? Iâd say, âmy Max would never do that. He wouldnât treat me like that.â Look how wrong I was with that one! You won Max. You broke me. You proved everyone right.â Sheâd told me once how her friends said to her Iâd do this to her. I remember reassuring her, comforting her, pulling her close to me and kissing her whilst telling her she has nothing to worry about. Iâm forever hers. I still am. Sheâll always have my heart whether she wants it or not. She began grabbing her things to leave, she did say earlier sheâd walk out on me tonight, she was right.Â
âY/n, please-âÂ
âLeave me alone Max! Donât you think youâve hurt me enough? Please, please leave me alone.â Before I could even attempt to try and speak again she headed towards the door, I tried to follow her, but as soon as the door shut I knew I lose her. I leant against the door of the room as I sobbed into my hand, attempting not to make any more noise than what was already created this evening. I slid down the door, now sitting on the floor in an emotional state. This is all my fault. If I wasnât such a jealous and insecure excuse of a man I wouldnât have fucked it. I was so lucky to have her, no one is going to be better than Y/n.. I donât want anyone other than Y/n.
I pulled myself off of the floor and tried to call her, again and again hearing the dial tone before hearing her voicemail. I sent a stupid amount of messages between each call attempt until it wouldnât even ring anymore. Sheâs either turned her phone off.. or blocked my number. I hope to god itâs the first one. If she wonât speak to me I need to try and get through to her another way, attempt to somehow put this right.Â
I sit at the desk in the room, grab their tacky cheap pen alongside the notepad and begin to write to her. Sheâd always ask for love letters, something to read whilst I was away sheâd always say. And here I am, writing exactly that, at the very moment itâs too late. I have nothing left to lose, I literally pour my heart out page after page, somehow being more honest about how I feel than I ever was before. Do I post this to her? Shall I get someone to give it to her? I shouldâve thought this through. Fuck it, she needs to read this. Thereâs nothing else thatâs going to get me back to her, I need to try one more time.Â
I quickly get some shoes on, grab the key and head out of the room as I began making my way back to the apartment. Iâm going to run out of clean clothes at this point too, maybe I should grab some whilst Iâm there. Fuck, is this a good idea? What if sheâs asleep? Maybe I shouldâve done this in the morning. Ever since Kelly I donât think Iâve thought anything through properly. All of my problems started with her.Â
The walk seemed longer than usual, still undecided on whether this is a good idea or not but all I can do is try at this point. I headed up to the apartment, walking slower as I look down at the pieces of scribbled on paper in my hands. My last chance. As I reach the door I stop, do I knock? Shall I just slip it under the door and hope for the best?Â
Iâm almost instantly pulled out of my thoughts when I hear something being dropped to the floor, shortly followed by the sobs from the other side of the door. did something else happen? Fuck, of course it hasnât, this is all me.Â
Before coming to a solid conclusion of whether being here is a good idea, I find myself knocking on the door. Three knocks, followed by two. Sheâll know itâs me, whatever happens now is completely up to her.. Iâll just keep trying.Â
I hear her scatter around, opening and closing drawers before the door slightly opens, as of to double check whoâs knocking on the door at this hour. Itâs clear to see she hasnât stopped crying, I donât really think I have either. Before I could say anything she opens the door, throwing herself into my arms as she continues to sob.Â
âItâs okay, itâs okay.â I say, softly running my fingers through her hair in an attempt to comfort her.Â
âMax- Max, something-â she sobbed, almost choking on her own breath.Â
âSomethings happened.â I pull away to look at her, instantly worried as to what it could be. She clearly picks up on my changed emotion and begins shaking her head.Â
âNothing bad, well I donât know, I donât know what to do.â She continued to cry as I took her inside, sitting her down on the sofa. I didnât notice anything unusual about the apartment, no ones broken in from what I can see. Unless a thief is interested in our calendar and what weâre up to.Â
âWe need to talk Max.âÂ
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17. âI know you still love me.â Part 4 â max Verstappen X Reader.
Finally hereâs the next instalment of âI know you still love meâ ! Thank you so much for the support and the patience with me on this one! Part 5 is out now!
Tags: @enjoymylovesâ
This is shorter than my other parts but nonetheless... things are going down.. and Y/n has some things to sort out..Â
Previous parts - Part 1, Part 2, Part 3Â
âYou never answered my text.â Kelly. Her voice instantly went through you. It always did.Â
You didnât know whether to laugh or cry as you looked at Max, he was stood there like a deer in headlights as he switched his vision between the two of you.Â
âOh is that Y/n in there? So nice to finally meet you! Iâm Kelly, Iâve heard so much about you!â Kelly has pushed herself past Max and greeted you with a hug. Your arms glued to your side mainly in shock as you tried to assess the situation as quickly as you could.Â
Max was adamant he didnât cheat on you. Yet here she is now. In his hotel room, questioning why he hasnât answered her. Do you stay calm? Should you start crying now or later? Are you still just overthinking this entire situation?Â
âWhat are you doing here?â Max said to Kelly through gritted teeth.Â
âWell I think Iâve got the answer to my text, its so nice to see you both back together! Max was in a state Y/n, you shouldâve seen him!â Kelly laughed.Â
Both you and Max stayed quiet. You couldnât work out what was going on and Max was quite clearly panicking. What did she text him?Â
âWell Iâm sorry to bother you both, Y/n Iâd love to get to know you properly, Iâll message you? I think I follow you on instagram?â You just nodded, not looking at her so you could keep your eyes on Max. Maxâs glance didnât leave Kellys as she walked past him and out of the door that he was still holding.Â
âLet me explain-âÂ
âWhat did she text you?â You asked. Max was scrambling for words, you couldnât bare to have him lie to your face once again.Â
âY/n, please. Let me just-â You pushed past him and ran down the corridor of the hotel towards the elevator, hoping one person would give you an honest answer for once.Â
âKelly!â You shouted. You instantly felt crazy running after this beautiful woman whilst you were in Maxâs baggy clothes.Â
Kelly turned to you but you hadnât really thought this through. If you ask what she texted Max then you will sound crazy, but you know youâre not going to get a straight up answer from Max.Â
âAre you okay, Y/n?â She asked. You heard Max running up to the two of you before he just stood there waiting to hear what you were going to say. Memories of how good you and Max filled your brain before being overshadowed by the hurt he caused you, how broken heâs made you feel. Do you just trust Max and go back into the room with him or do you attempt to find out the truth?Â
âDid you sleep with him?â The words slipped from your mouth, not thinking it through but clearly your subconscious brain needs to know the answer.Â
âAre you sure you want to know that?â Kelly asked.Â
âY/n, donât do this, come back inside.â Max said, putting his hands on your shoulders from behind you in an attempt to get you to follow him. Your mind was racing, the walls of the corridor were getting smaller and you were getting hotter and hotter. You shoved Max off of you, not looking away from Kelly. Her face gave everything away.Â
âY/n, I uh- we uh-âÂ
âShut the fuck up Kelly!â Max shouted, hitting the wall next him.Â
âLet her talk. Did you? Did you sleep with him?â
âListen, I think there are certain things that would be better to hear them from Max.â Kelly began fumbling through her handbag as Max was pacing with his hands on his head. Both of them were panicking. Youâve clearly already got your answers.Â
âHereâs my number. Talk to Max, if you feel like he isnât telling you the truth or isnât telling you the whole story, call me.â She gave you a small piece of paper before getting into the elevator.Â
âFUCK YOU!â Max screamed as the elevator doors closed. You didnât notice you were crying until Kelly had gone. You turned to face Max to see he was also in a fit of tears.Â
Youâve seen Maxâs every emotion, but you wasnât quite sure what this one was. The fact he was crying and screaming at Kelly, hitting walls was a good indication that you were wrong to believe him.Â
âY/n, please, please, Iâll tell you everything, just please donât leave me here.â You ignored him as you went back towards the room, it was a short way, not long enough to decide whether you should just grab your stuff and leave or actually stay and hear him out.Â
When you got to the door youâd realised you need to wait for Max regardless to open the door. Once he did you began picking up your things, youâve given him too many chances. How could you be so stupid, you thought to yourself.Â
âMove Max.â He was stood in front of the door like an over emotional security guard, something you feel youâd laugh at but for now, you just felt numb.Â
âNot until we talk.âÂ
âAnd are you really going to tell me the truth? Because to swear Max Iâll go to her and get it all. I canât keep doing this with you. You ask me to trust you on another lie!â You were emotionally worn out, you were hoping all of the scenarios youâve created in your head are much worse than what Max is going to attempt to tell you.Â
âIâll tell you everything. Just please come and sit down.â Max softly grabbed your arm as he sat on the edge of the bed but you pulled away, not wanting to waste any more time here than you needed to.Â
âIâm fine standing.â Max sighed and nodded.Â
âIâm sorry Y/n. I am. You need to understand I really did think there was something going on with you and your boss, and I know, I know how stupid I sound. I know I shouldâve just spoke to you. She was a shoulder to cry on which just.. got carried away and I regret it every day Y/n. I regret how much Iâve hurt you. I hate myself for doing this to you. For doing this to us. I wish it never happened-âÂ
âGet on with it Max.â You spat. Not caring for his fake apologies or however heâs trying to justify what heâs done. Thatâs not what you need to know right now.Â
Max began telling you about what really happened during the period you were broken up, how he did sleep with Kelly that night, how it was her that had invited him and not the guys. He knew sheâd be there unlike the version of events he told you. He told you how he thought of you. How heâd regret what he was doing, but he still done it anyway. You felt even more numb than you did before as you attempt to listen to him tell you what really happened, whilst you were sat at home thinking of him, crying over him, blaming yourself for this, he was fucking her.Â
âWhy did you lie?â You whispered, not trusting your voice if you were to speak at a normal volume.Â
âI canât lose you Y/n, I can't. Iâm sorry, youâre everything to me Y/n, you know that? Please just tell me what I need to do to fix this, I'll do anything, fuck, Iâll even stop racing for you if it meant we can work through this somehow.âÂ
âWhy did you lie to me?â You asked again. Max was a rambling mess at this point, you kind of thought it made no sense. He cheated on you, he knows what he's done, heâs just sorry itâs all coming out now.Â
âI donât want to hurt you Y/n, I never want to hurt you. What I said, what I told you had happened, thatâs how I wish it happened. I know that means nothing, I know that sounds stupid, but I canât bare this Y/n. I hate myself for what I've done to know, how much I've hurt you-â
âWhen did this start? When did you start seeing her?â You could hardly speak, you didnât know if it was the shock or because of the tears that fell down. Max shook his head before looking up at you through his tear stained eyelashes.
âPlease Y/n, I love you, only you. I canât do this without you, you know I canât. Iâd take this all back if I could -âÂ
âHow long Max?â It was your turn to talk through gritted teeth. You felt yourself tense, almost bracing yourself for his answer.Â
âA few months.â Barely above a whisper Max admits.Â
You let out a breath you didnât realise you were holding, not caring anymore about how much you were crying. You were hurt. Your heart has been ripped apart by the one person youâve ever truly loved.Â
âAll the time you accused me of cheating, and it was you all along? How could you do this to me? To ME? Of all people Max. Iâve been there for you, Iâve supported you when no one else would. Iâve listened to you when no one else would. Iâve been the one person to stand by you throughout everything. I mean look at me. Here I am giving you a second chance after you lied to my face! How could I be so stupid.â You slightly laughed at yourself.Â
âYou know, everyone told me this would happen. That youâd do this to me. And do you know what Iâd say? Iâd say, âmy Max would never do that. He wouldnât treat me like that.â Look how wrong I was with that one! You won Max. You broke me. You proved everyone right.â You grabbed your things and began to leave, not wanting to stand there looking at him anymore.Â
âY/n, please-âÂ
âLeave me alone Max! Donât you think youâve hurt me enough? Please, please leave me alone.â You walked out of the room, you leant against the wall as you sobbed into your hand, attempting not to make any noise in the corridor. You hope he gave you the entire truth. You had heard enough at this point. Even if there was more to know, he cheated on you and he lied to you. Nothing can be worse than that.Â
It felt like a long walk back to your apartment. Back to square one, let the heartbreak start again, you thought. You phone was crowded with messages and missed calls from Max. You quite simply turned it off and laid on your bed. You were somewhat excited to see Max again today. You were still hurting, still unsure whether to trust him or not. But heâs your love. Youâve practically dedicated your life to him. You donât really have anyone here in Monaco.. should you just move back home? Your mind races with questions you feel youâll never get the answer to. Why you? What did you do? Was it your fault? Did you really push him into her open arms? Your head ached from crying, you were sick of crying. When heartbroken you get to a point where your head stops caring, you want to stop thinking of them, you want to stop caring for them, longing for them. But your heart always knows what it wants.Â
You sat up, getting changed into your own clothes, instantly throwing Maxâs into the small bin you had in your bedroom. Maybe taking something for your headache might be a good idea to help you get some sleep tonight. You were tired of being tired, you thought. You once again slightly laughed at yourself. How your life has come to this. You grabbed some tablets and some water from the kitchen, leaning against the counter whilst looking at the calendar hanging on the wall. You quickly took the tablets, washing it down with a gulp of water before slamming the cup down, you ran over to the calendar to make sure what you were seeing was correct. You turned the kitchen light on and took the calendar off the wall trying to work it all out in your head. You canât be, you must have the date wrong. Fuck.Â
You were late. You rushed to the bathroom, slamming all the drawers and cupboard open, frantically trying to find a test that you know you have laying about somewhere.Â
Waiting for the result was the longest three minutes youâve ever encountered. This will make everything even more complicated, you thought to yourself. Can you really go back to Max? Does he even deserve to be a part of a childs life? Can you ever trust him again? Can he really stay loyal? Oh fuck, please be negative. Your hands shook as you picked up the test, not wanting to look but also wanting to see immediately.Â
Two lines.. You were pregnant.
What the fuck do you do now..?Â
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Part 4 is comingâŚ.
Read previous parts here -
Part 1, Part 2, Part 3
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When will part 4 come out??
Iâm getting a looootttt of requests for a Part 4 of âI Know You Still Love Meâ
As well as a Part 2 of âYou Canât Always Get What You Want.â
These will be my next two uploads so theyâll be coming soon!
Iâd also like to reassure that the prompt requests are coming too!!! Iâm so grateful for everyoneâs patience with međ
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updated 23/08/2022.
15. I think I might be falling in love with you.
17. I know you still love me. - Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5
34. Please donât leave me.Â
48. Why are you acting like this?
49. Itâs three in the morning.Â
57. Sheâs not you.
67. I know you're still mad at me.
- Ocean under the stars.Â
- You canât always get what you want.Â
Current Requests I'm working through & Prompts.
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u need to make a master list!!!
Just to answer this as well as let you all know..! Iâm actually working on a master list to make finding my one shots a bit easier! Stay tuned đ
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You canât always get what you want. â Max Verstappen X Reader.
35. âIâm tired of being your secret.â
45. âTell me what youâre thinking.â
Requested : Yes
Super sorry but Iâve completely lost this request so Iâm unsure if it was anon or not!
Finally Iâm back with a new post! Thank you for all of your patience! Requests are OPEN just please bare with me.
No TW for this one. Max just needs to choose what he wants.. or who he wants..
Being best friends with Max Verstappen had its challenges. There were his obnoxious moods, his constant travelling, his annoying Dad, his pretty blue eyes, oh. And he has a girlfriend.
When you first met Max it wasnât hard to love him. You both shared the same sense of humour, loved the same music and hated the same people.
âA perfect way to bond!â Max would always say.
Heâd always invite you to races, show you parts of Monaco you didnât know existed despite how small the country is, heâd sit with you for hours as heâd share his love for an obscure band youâd never heard, and how much he hates the sound of cutlery on a plate. Heâd always make you laugh with the random things heâd come out with.
It wasnât hard to see that you both clicked instantly. Max evidently shutting down multiple rumours about the two of you before sneaking away to be with you, the two of you laughing together at how mad Kelly seemed to appear.
âIf only she knew the half of it..â Max would say, mainly when his body is pressed to yours, your hands gripping him in an attempt to pull him closer as his mouth trails down your neck.
You had some how found yourself in the middle of Max Verstappen and his girlfriend. Kelly.
It was no secret that Kelly hated you. She always has done. Even before you and Max had started whatever this is.
âCan you blame her?â
âWell no, Max, I canât. But I doubt your girlfriend knows about her boyfriend fucking his best friend.. behind her back. So really she has no reason to hate me.â Youâd defend.
âShe wonât be an issue for much longer baby, I promise.â Max would tell you, reassuring you by holding you close and kissing you between every word.
Thatâs been said for 8 months, and to be honest.. itâs getting a bit old now.
Max is yours. And youâre his.. yet heâs also Kellyâs, despite the fact he reassures you sheâs nothing anymore. He just has to âkeep up appearances.â Yet itâs quite clear Max expects you to remain loyal to him and only him. Something that wasnât necessarily an issue for the first week. Or even the first month. But how much more of this could you take?
You were headed to Maxâs apartment, Kelly was visiting her family in Brazil whilst Max made a lame excuse about how he couldnât travel.. despite the fact itâs the summer break. Kellyâs either extremely gullible or Max is a very good liar. Hopefully itâs the first one for your sake.
âHey baby.â Max greeted as he opened the door. He kissed you softly and you sat your bag down in the corridor.
âDid anyone see you?â He asked you, wrapping his arms around you as you feel yourself relax in his grasp.
âOf course not. Weâve been doing this for how long?â Max laughed in agreement before he headed to the kitchen, continuing to cook up whatever meal plan he was on this week.
You canât help but look at all of the photo frames scattered around Maxâs apartment. Seeing Kelly in Maxâs arms as they both smiled for the photo, seeing Max with Penelope or the perfect family photo of the three of them. When will it be you in those frames? Will it ever be you? Max has promised to leave Kelly so many times, yet always has an excuse as to why he didnât, why he canât. Youâre not sure why specifically today this has made you so annoyed. Is it jealousy? Guilt? Does Max even feel bad?
âSo, What do you think?â
âHuh?â You questioned, Max pulling you out of your thoughts.
âAbu Dhabi, youâll have to come this year! You know, two time world champion and all.â He smirked as you raised an eyebrow.
âReckon you could figure it out with work?â Max said, walking over to you as he out his hands on your waist in an attempt to pull you closer to him.
âTell me what youâre thinking pretty girl.â He said, clearly seeing youâre still somewhat in a world of your own.
âSo am I attending as your friend, or something more than that by then?â You questioned, wanting Max to just give you a straight up answer for once.
âWeâre not just friends Y/n, you know that.â Maxâs lips made contact with your neck, gently sucking at the skin before you pushed him away.
âThen how long will this go on for Max? Iâm tired of being your secret, Iâm tired of sneaking around with you, itâs not fair to play with my emotions anymore.â You said, crossing your arms whilst looking up at Maxâs confused face.
âWhatâs bought all this on? Youâve never had a problem before..â Max smirked which made you roll your eyes even more than before, he pulled you closer, going back to your neck before you pushed him off once again.
âWoah what is up with you today? Whatâs bought all this on?â Max stepped away from you, you could tell he was once again assessing your emotions, trying to tell if you really were being serious or not.
âIâm not joking Max. Now youâre a big shot world champion you think you can have whatever you want. Not now. How long have you been saying youâll end it with Kelly? Youâre stringing me along and youâre going behind her back, itâs not fair Max, I canât keep doing this!â Maxâs expression went to confused to annoyed very quickly. You could tell he was in defence mode, having an excuse for anything you call him out on.
âY/n, Iâve told you so many times itâs not as easy to break things off with Kelly as you think! She has a kid! She lives in my apartment, do you want me to put them on the street!?â Max said as he motioned around him to Kelly and Penelopeâs things dotted about the apartment. You couldnât help but laugh a little bit. Hearing Max say how much he hates being with Kelly, how all he wants is you, yet here he is feeling bad to leave them.
âWell you donât get to fuck me about anymore. Iâm serious this time Max. You have my number, you know where I am. Break up with Kelly and Iâll see you soon, or stay with her and it was nice knowing you.â You quickly grabbed your bag and left Maxâs apartment. It was hard enough to walk out on your best friend, but being with him like this, you had definitely fallen for him.
Losing your best friend and the person you love in one go is tough, and you hated to admit it, but you knew heâd stick with Kelly. The safe option. The option that everyone else thinks is a good idea, but he knows deep down heâs not happy with her.
A few days went by and by no surprise you hadnât heard from Max. Kelly even went to the race at the weekend which made a change, good for him you thought, as you tried to tell yourself this was for the best. You deserve to be something more than a bit on the side, or someoneâs dirty little secret. Not anymore.
As the credits began to roll on the show you had been bingeing you considered getting up and going for that run, the run you said youâd do about five hours ago but chose to watch âjust one episodeâ instead. You peeled out of your window to see grey cloud beginning to form in the sky, your bed and pyjamas seemed a lot more tempting.
âOne more episode.â You said to yourself as you clicked play. You only got a few seconds in before there was a knock at your apartment door. You pulled back the covers whilst groaning to yourself, your neighbour is always asking to borrow ingredients and it makes you wonder if they really have ran out or if they just rely on you instead.
âMax?â
âY/n.. can we talk?â
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Hi! I just read through your entire page here and I wanted to let you know how much I thoroughly enjoyed it. I know you havenât posted or updated in a while, but I hope youâre still kicking lifeâs ass out there. :)
Thank you kind Anon!! â¤ď¸ new update tonight !!
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Hey everyone !! I am back!!
Thank you all so much for your patience with me! Iâll be posting a new fic tonight and my requests are currently OPEN!!
Iâll update my request post so you guys can see what has already been requested / what Iâm currently working on!
I had to take a little break from writing due to some life stuff getting in the way! But life has a way of working itself out, and things most definitely happen for a reason! Iâve missed writing - itâs my passion! So Iâm super excited to be working through your requests !! â¨
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Hey everyone. Iâm sorry I havenât been very active especially with updates. (I know you still love me - part 4 IS coming!!h
Lifeâs kicking my ass pretty hard right now, sorry to turn this into a bit of a personal update but I just wanted to make sure yall know Iâm still here. I hope to update as soon as possible.
Requests are still open, I promise Iâm trying to work through everyoneâs request as soon as I can, I see them all and I will write them, just give me a lil time.
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Sorry itâs not an updateâŚ. But our Max won the first ever Miami Grand PrixđĽšđĽšđĽš
Such a good race in which my heart was in my mouth for 80% of it.. and the content!!! My heart is full!!!
..it was a bit of a fever dream tho wasnât it..
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15. âI think I might be falling in love with you.â â Max Verstappen X Reader.
Requested by an anonymous user so thank you!
Requests are OPEN.
Angsty, a tiny bit of fluff if you squint and a hint of Lando.
TW- mentions of alcohol.
*this hasnât been proof read so I apologise for any mistakes.*
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âThere she is!â Lando said as you scanned your pass through the turnstiles.
âDid you just wait here?â You laughed as you walked over to him. Lando put his arm around you and gave you a kiss on the cheek.
âYeah.. well, no. Well sort of, Iâve just got here and know you always get here around this time. So yeah I guess I did wait.â
Lando was your best friend, having grown up together and both sharing the same passion of working within Formula 1. It was hard not to want to work within F1 with your best friend going on about it all the time.
âIâm gonna be a driver!! And if you get a job there you can always come with me!â Lando would say. He was ecstatic when you told him youâd finally got a job, there was just one catch.
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âHey Y/n! Whatâs up?â Lando said, the phone didnât ring for long, but with him it never really did.
âHey! Iâve got some good news and some bad news.. what do you want first?â
âAre you okay, Y/n??â He asked, panic evident in his voice.
âJust answer the question!!â
âThe good news I guess?â
âOkay.. so, I quit my job-â
âWhat? Why? You loved doing that social media stuff-â
âYou didnât let me finish! I quit my job so I could accept the job offer Iâve just got! Iâm working in F1 Lando!!â
âY/n what! Thatâs amazing, weâve always wanted this!!.. Wait, whatâs the bad news?â
âSo Iâm a social media manager.. for Red Bull..â
There was a bit of silence on the other end of the phone before Lando found his words.
âRed Bull⌠Oh Y/n I donât even care this is amazing! Iâm so so happy for you!â
ââ
Youâve loved your job from the moment you started, but with any job thereâs always one downside, and yours just happened to be a blue eyed Dutch man with a temper.
You and Lando walked through to the paddock together until you had reached the papaya coloured garages.
âYou coming out with us later Y/n?â He asked.
âIâm not sure, my hotel room has been calling me as soon as i got out of bed this morning.â You joked.
âOh come on, weâre in Italy! Donât be boring!â He nudged you as you laughed.
âOkay okay, Iâll think about it.â Lando was happy enough with that answer and waved goodbye after wishing him luck for the race.
As you continued the walk to the Red Bull garages you saw Max a few feet in front of you. Not noticing him before you thought he mustâve walked past you as you were saying goodbye to Lando. You rolled your eyes at the thought of the comments Max was bound to make when you walked through the doors but brushed it off as usual.
You greeted the team you walked by as you walked through straight to catering. You really shouldnât have skipped breakfast.
You got yourself some food and found a free table, sitting down and opening your laptop to look at your plan for the day. Thinking of photos you need as well as what times to begin uploading to the different social media platforms.
â12pm isnât going to work for me. Iâm doing my reaction training.â You heard from behind you. You put your fork down onto the plate before turning around.
âThatâs the entire point Max, Checoâs was last week and weâre going to post some of yours today.â You always felt the need to defend yourself around him. You donât know what it was, it was as if he had some sort of power over you. A feeling you continuously brushed off.
âJust donât get in my way.â He said, but instead of walking off he sat opposite you to eat.
âWhat are you doing?â You asked, confused as to why heâd sit there when there were a numerous amount of other free tables. It was no secret you and Max didnât get on. Or maybe it was. It was easy for the two of you to be professional around the team, but most of the drivers knew how much he annoyed you and evidently how much you supposedly annoyed him. The hot and cold behaviour was beginning to grind on you. Heâd always give you the cold shoulder when it was just the two of you, the rude comments and the arrogance. But when you were around others heâd act like he was one of your closest friends, it was a different side to Max. You concluded it was a very fake side of Max which just annoyed you even more.
âIâm eating my breakfast?â He questioned, as if it was obvious.
âCanât you do that over there?â You motioned to the other tables that surrounded you.
âAnd not spend time with my favourite person in the paddock?â He replied, smiling sarcastically as he took a sip of his drink.
âYou roll your eyes a lot you know.â He said bluntly.
âI wonder why.â The two of you were quite matched with sarcasm. Maybe thatâs why Max took a disliking to you? Heâs confusing.
âJust an observation. Are you going out with Lando later?â You looked up at Max seeing him look back at you. You felt the confusion and frustration take over your expression, wondering why he cares what you do with your spare time.
âI donât think its any of your business.â You replied, trying to eat some more of your food before it went cold.
âMaybe Iâll come.â He shrugged.
âOkay yeah, Iâm definitely not going then.â You closed your laptop and began packing your things away before quickly texting Lando.
âStill thinking about it. Still not keen.â You sent.
âWhere are you going?â He asked, a small sense of urgency in his voice.
âWeâre not done talking.â
âYes we are, Maxâ you put your bag over your shoulder and began walking out, noticing Max running behind you to catch up.
âHard pass on you coming at 12. Itâs called reaction training, not distraction training.â He budged past you to walk ahead as you once again rolled your eyes at the confusing behaviour.
âHow long did it take you to think that up?â You said a little louder than expected, a few people looking in your direction as you just awkwardly smiled.
Max stopped in his tracks, turning back to come up to you. He leant in to you, you could smell his cologne as it lingered in the air, you couldnât deny the fact he smelt good. He always did.
âLike I said. Just stay out of my way.â You could tell his teeth were gritted. You donât know what just happened but you havenât decided yet whether your quite liked it or the opposite.
You decided to get set up for the day, speaking with Checo to see how he was but to also let him now what photos you were going to post of him. Why couldnât Max be as kind and easy going as Checo? How does he even put up with Max? You shook off the thoughts to continue with your work, seeing 12pm approaching and deciding to go against what Max had âadvisedâ you.
You headed towards his driver room and knocked on the door, hoping it wasnât just Max in there. You let out a slight sigh of relief when Brad opened the door.
âHey Y/n! Max said youâd be with us today!â Brad said, smiling as always.
âOh did he?â You questioned, looking over to see Max approach you once again.
âOf course I did! Itâs always a pleasure to have you here Y/n!â He hugged you as he then welcomed you in. âDonât piss me off.â He whispered.
âLet me know if thereâs anything specific you want to post, if not I suppose weâll just do our normal thing?â Max said as he turned to Brad, Brad nodding in agreement. Fake Max is quickly back.
Despite Maxâs fake actions, Max was actually super helpful. You managed to get a few videos and photos for instagram and twitter, also uploading a boomerang video to the story of the account. Fans likes and comments were flooding in quickly, at least some people were happy to see Max. Whenever Max switched up what he was doing he kept pausing to explain what he was about to do and why. You must admit, a small part of you quite liked this version of Max, even if you knew it wasnât going to last for much longer. Heâs good at putting on a front when he wants to be.
You were pulled out of your thoughts when Bradâs phone began to rang, he excused himself and stepped outside to take it. You thought you had gotten enough content of Max training so decided to begin once again packing up your things to go and find Checo to see what heâs up to.
âGoing so quickly Y/n? Donât you want to take a photo of me drinking some water? Or Iâm about to check my phone, do you want to video me doing that?â He said sarcastically. You dropped your bag back to the floor as you turned to face Max.
âCan you just stop with this hot and cold routine youâve got going on? Iâm sorry my job pisses you off but I donât have a choice in being around you, if I did I can promise you, Iâd steer clear.â
âYour job doesnât piss me off. You do.â He said bluntly. âOh Iâm Y/n, I follow everyone around the paddock like a lost little puppy. Oh whereâs Lando, I hope he loves me as much as I love him.â He mocked. âItâs pathetic. Why did you even take a job at Red Bull when itâs clear youâd rather be sucking Landoâs dick over at McLaren.â
âFirst of all, once again. This is my job! What donât you understand! I am paid to âfollow people around the paddockâ!â You said using air quotes in a failed attempt to mock him back. âI took a job at Red Bull because quite simply, I love the sport. If you must know it was always a dream of mine to be here and now that I am, youâre making me hate it! And third of all, if youâre just another stuck up man that thinks a female canât have male friends then youâre more deluded than I thought. Iâm sorry my father wasnât a driver, Iâm sorry I donât get everything handed to me on a plate like you do. But at least Iâm not a stuck up, pretentious asshole who has to put others down to make themselves feel slightly better probably about having a shit relationship with their father. Why do you care so much about what I do and who I spend my time with? What would it matter if I was madly in love with Lando, huh?â By this point it was safe to say the two of you were having a full blown argument. Both hoping Bradâs phone call would take longer than a few minutes so he could avoid the awkward tension in the room.
âIs that what you think? I had everything handed to me? Because I also didnât have to fight for a place within this industry right? And youâre calling me deluded? God youâre such a bitch!â Max yelled.
âGoing to avoid my question, huh? Why do you care Max? If Iâm such a bitch, if you hate me that much? Why do you go out of your way?â You stepped closer and closer to Max as you watched him get angrier and angrier.
âBecause Y/n, because Iâm- so yeah thatâs why we have to do reaction training.â Max said quickly moving away from you and lowering his voice .. what?
You turned around slightly to see Brad had come back in, apologising for taking so long.
âOh right, yeah thanks. Well, Iâll see you guys later.â You said, picking your bag up again from the floor.
âNot going to wish me luck for the race?â Clearly Max loved antagonising you, you shot him a look, your eyes were screaming âfuck offâ while he innocently smiled back at you.
âGood luck.â You left his driver room before grabbing some water from your bag. What the fuck had just happened? And what was Max going to say?
You began walking back down the paddock deciding to try and distract yourself with more work, you saw Lando walking down the paddock and it wasnât long before he was running over to you.
âHey, I saw your text, still deciding? Or do I need to convince you to come out with me?â He said as you both began walking together.
âI donât think itâs a good idea, Lando.â
âWhy not? Thereâll be a few of us going-â
âIs Max going?â You asked.
âHe did text me earlier inviting me out actually, so I assume heâll come. But thereâll be loads of us you donât have to worry about him.â He said in attempt to reassure you.
âIf heâs going Iâm not going.â You said bluntly.
âOh come on Y/n!! He wonât be an issue! I promise! I think he likes you more than he likes to let on.â Lando knew of everything thatâs happened with Max. He knows Max doesnât like you and he of course knows how you feel about Max. How your emotions towards him are conflicted based off of what Max you get an interaction with that day.
âI donât think so, listen Iâll see you after the race, yeah? Iâll let you know, good luck again! Youâre going to be great out there.â
âI know!â Lando joked.
You both went to your separate garages. You spent time with a few of the engineers as well as catching up with Checo until it was time for Max and Checo to get to the track. You decided to stay in the garage and watch the race, trying to not think of Landoâs offers of going out after the race.
Max got a good start. Of course he did. No matter how long youâve worked for Red Bull now you still canât work him out. Why does it bother you so much? Why do you let him get one on you like he always does. Why does your heart continue to pound whenever LeClerc is getting closer to him in the race, not wanting him to overtake Max. And why do you keep thinking of his god damned cologne.
Not only was Max in pole position today, Max was able to lead every lap as well as winning the race. It was actually quite impressive to watch. You also witnessed Checo come home in P2 securing a double win for Red Bull. You have to admit though you were probably more happy that Lando was on the podium. Despite the fact your love celebrating with your team, your best friend has just finished p3. You headed down to the track along with the rest of the team, mainly to support Checo and Lando, you told yourself. You saw Max come along first, he began jumping into the crowd of people beside you. Max saw you and instantly pulled you in, wrapping his arms around you and hugging you tightly for the second time today. You lightly put your arms around him, the smell of his cologne was faint but still there.
Checo came along next and pretty much done the same thing, you know where you stand with him. âCongratulations!â You said as you also hugged him. It wasnât the same as hugging Max, it wasnât as tight, wasnât as warm. Why does it matter?
Once again shaking off the thought of the annoying Dutch that keeps entering your mind.
After the podium you managed to find Lando, also congratulating him on his race.
âThat means you have to come out with us Y/n! Celebrate my podium with me!â He said, almost whining like a small child which made you slightly laugh to yourself.
âOkay fine fine Iâll come. Whatâs the plan?â
âYes! Iâll text you! Weâll all meet around 9pm?â You agreed and hugged your friend goodbye.
Despite the fact Max is probably going, itâll be good to not only celebrate your friend and your team, but to also forget this terrible day.
It wasnât long before you headed back to your hotel, you didnât really pack with going out in mind so you tried your best with what you had.
You had met up with Lando at the address he had texted you which wasnât far from where you were all staying. You could see Daniel and Charles were also there waiting for you to meet up with them. Then of course there was Max, with his arms crossed as if heâs just finished throwing a tantrum.
âHey guys!â You said as you approached them.
You said hello to everyone, apologising to Daniel and Charles for the way their races went, you hugged Lando once again as he kissed your cheek like he always does.
âCan we just go inside now? Weâve been waiting for ages.â
âI can see Max is in a lovely mood after his win.â You said as the three boys chuckled.
You were all at a club, somewhere you didnât realise you needed to go until you had gotten your first drink. The five of you were lucky enough to have your own area to sit in, a place where you all got to talk about the race as well as celebrate the results.
âDonât worry Charles, weâll have our own celebration soon enough.â Daniel joked as you all laughed.
You sat beside Lando who had Max on his other side, Charles and Daniel sat opposite the three of you. You leant in to Lando as he moved closer knowing you were about to say something.
âWhose idea was a club?â You asked, feeling slightly out of place.
âIâll give you one guess.â Lando replied and you already knew it was Max. Of course it was.
As the night went on the five of you continued to drink, despite this, the argument you had earlier with Max was still on your mind. You stood up from your seat and motioned to Lando to follow you to the bar.
âDonât tell me youâre going home.â He said to which you quickly shook your head.
âNo, no! I just need your opinion!â You said, slightly shouting over the loud music. Lando nodded for you to continue before you quickly looked back to where you were sitting to make sure Max was still there.
âSo me and Max had this argument earlier..â You began as Lando just looked confused.
You had explained what was said between the two of you, Lando nodding along while sipping on his drink, but still looking evidently confused.
âListen Y/n, I know you and Max donât get along, but I still believe he likes you more than you think.â Lando began.
âDid you not hear what I just said?â You asked.
âJust hear me out! Max had an epic race today after the past few unreliable races. He got a Red Bull 1-2 after however many years and where is he? Instead of going out with his team to celebrate he came here with us!â Lando said in another attempt to reassure you.
âYeah but you got a podium, Lando! And youâre here with us instead of your team!â
âThatâs different. I made these plans days ago. Not relevant! You know what Max is like, why else would he be here if not for you?â Maybe he had a point. No, he canât. Max hates you, you hate him.
âYouâre frying my brain. Just like he is.â
âJust sit back down love, Iâll grab you another drink, just enjoy the night!â Lando said. You agreed and headed back to the table. Due to waiting for Lando to come back you figured it was easier to just slide up in the seat next to Max opposed to getting back up to let Lando in.
âWhere did you go?â Max asked you.
âTo the bar.â You said. You hate how blunt you get around him.
âYou donât have a drink.â
âLandoâs getting it for me. The love of my life remember.â You mocked.
It was clear you wasnât sober, none of you were.
Charles is trying to recreate his small crash into the wall with whatever he can find around the table while Daniel is laughing at what heâs being told.
âOf course he is.â Max said before looking back to you. âDo you mean to be so obvious when you roll those pretty eyes?â He asked, once again leaning towards you.
âWhat do you mean of course he is? And what cologne do you wear?â You asked.
âYou didnât answer my question, Y/n.â
âYou didnât answer mine.â You saw Max slightly laugh to himself before leaning back in to talk to you opposed to shouting over the music.
âMy cologne, its a secret. You donât get to know that yet, but Iâm glad to know you like it. Of course heâs buying your drink, youâre gorgeous, he knows it, heâs trying to get in your pants. Simple. Now answer my question.â
âWait wait, first I love him and now he wants me?â You asked, unable to keep up with what Max is saying.
âMaybe I was wrong about you, but Iâm right about him. Why do you keep rolling your eyes.â
Lando? In love with you? No, he canât keep anything to himself for that long.
âBecause you make me roll my eyes. Youâre rude and arrogant and annoying and you piss me off when you look at me like that.â
âYou said âandâ way too many times. Look at you like what?â He asked, once again moving closer.
âThose eyes, like that! Like up through your eyelashes at me.â You said as you had to stop yourself mid eye roll.
âAnd I havenât been rude to you all night.â Max said as you see heâs trying to remember what else you said.
âIâm getting really sick of this Max. This.. fake behaviour.â You said as you motioned to him. Max sat back as Lando sat back down beside you.
âSorry, Y/n. It got real busy real quick over there.â Lando said as he passed you a drink.
You thanked Lando but turned your attention back to Max who was now laughing along with Daniel.
âYouâre unbelievable.â You said to Max, once again leaning closer.
âJust shut up now Y/n.â Max spat.
You leant over to Lando and told him youâre going to go back to the hotel. You had somehow squeezed past him as he was still sat down to quickly leave the group.
âMove man!â You heard Max say behind you. You quickly weaved through the people in the club before getting outside and walking back to the hotel. Max fucking Verstappen. How can one man make you feel so confused. So angry.
âY/n, wait!â You turned around to see Max running after you, he looked quite amusing running all over the place, once again clearly too drunk to realise what heâs doing.
âWhat do you want Max? Do you want another argument? Or are you going to be nice to me so you can turn on me again? I canât take this anymore, I really canât!â You continued to walk as Max continued to catch up, finally grabbing your hand and stopping you.
âIâm sorry okay?â Max said, he was out of breath which was again amusing as you hadnât gotten that far away from the club.
âI donât need your apology Max, and I donât forgive you.â You said as Max groaned.
âJust listen, Y/n! Please! I know Iâve been an asshole to you, and I really am sorry, okay? I donât want to hurt Lando, I just- listen, earlier, in my drivers room, you were spot on. Kind of. My relationship with my Dad has been strained, yes. But I still worked fucking hard to get to where I am now.â
âIs this all you wanted? To justify how you got into F1?â You asked.
âY/n youâre not listening to me! My relationship with my Dad is why I lash out. When I donât know how to deal with something I lash out! Like I said, I donât want to hurt Lando, heâs my friend too-â
âYou donât know how to deal with me? What is that supposed to mean?â
âY/n, please stop fucking cutting me off! Iâm drunk as fuck, Iâm trying to tell you something here and Iâm sure as hell not going to have the confidence to tell you sober.â Part of you was intrigued, part of you was cold and wanted to get back to your hotel.
âI donât know how to deal with this.. this situation Iâm in. Landoâs my friend too, heâs one of my closest friends and I donât want to fuck that with him. Then you, youâre always there and itâs always when I need someone. It always seems to be you. But then you always ask me to take a fucking photo for instagram or something when all I really want to do is talk to you, but then I fuck it and tell you to fuck off when thatâs the last thing I want!â
âMax Iâm cold okay. I canât be bothered for all of this, you being nice, youâre going to turn on me and Iâm going to go back to my hotel room and cry like usual. Just leave it, okay?â
âI make you cry?â Max questions softly.
âYouâre a prick to me and you know it. All I try and do is my job and you continuously make it hard for me. I canât be bothered to stand here and listen to why youâre going to upset Lando which will probably be my fault. Iâm going back to the hotel. You can either walk with me and be nice, or you can go back to the club and find someone else to verbally abuse.â You said, turning around as you began walking away from him.
âY/n, wait!â Max shouted but you carried on. Max once again grabbed your arm and turned you to face him.
âI think.. I think I might be falling in love with you.â
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A classic haters to lovers fic is coming out later today!!
Reader (stereotypically..) works within F1 and thereâs also a hint of Lando âŚ.
Requests are still OPEN! Iâll be working through previously requests as soon as I can! Sometimes I feel more inspired with some requests than others but please bear with me and Iâll get it out as soon as I can!! â¤ď¸
Current Requests Iâm Working OnâŚ
Ocean under the stars-
1 -Â âHave you lost your damn mind!?â
16 -Â âDonât give me space, thatâs the last thing I want with you.â
71 - donât be stubborn
- uploaded 27/04
15 - âI think I might be falling in love with youâ - uploading 2/5/22
35 -Â âIâm tired of being your secret.â
36 -Â âPlease donât leave me.â Uploaded 25/04
38 - âDonât touch me.âÂ
44 -Â âI donât have anything if I donât have you.â
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Update!!
I will be creating a part 4 for the âI know you still love meâ series! Iâve had so many requests to continue and Iâm so gratefulđ§Ą
Would love some input/opinions on whether Y/n finds out the truth? Does she forgive max ? Do we want a happy ending? Any suggestions are welcomeđ
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Ocean Under The Stars - Max Verstappen x Reader.
(This was a request from an anonymous user so thank you!)
Prompts used:Â
1. âHave you lost your damn mind!?
16. âDonât give me space, thatâs the last thing I want with you.â
71. âDonât be stubbornâ
REQUESTS: Currently OPEN
Notes: mentions of alcohol / mentions of swimming while intoxicated.Â
(Hasn't been proof read yet so please excuse any mistakes.)
âIâm so happy weâre able to do this again girls!â You said to the group whilst adding the finishing touches to your makeup. You threw a lipgloss into your bag and slightly ruffled your hair, slightly smiling into the mirror at your own appearance.Â
âWeâve missed you Y/n! Always leaving us to travel the world-â
âShut up Eleanor! Sorry Y/n.. but it is good to have you back.â Your friend Hannah said, cutting off Eleanor before she said too much.Â
âTonight is about us! No exes.. or references to exes, are we ready?â Your two friends cheered, agreeing to your statement whilst also letting you know they were also ready to leave.Â
The three of you left the hotel room and began the short walk to the first bar youâd be going to. You couldnât lie, you were excited to reunite with your best friends again. After spending 4 years of your life following Max around it was hard for everyones schedules to align, but that was no longer an issue. You linked arms with Eleanor, Hannah stopping in the middle of the path to take a photo of you all as you all giggled. Despite it being a Friday night, the bar was relatively quiet which worked in your favour. You ordered your drinks and decided to sit outside, admiring the gorgeous view of the Monacan beach.Â
âOkay okay, so.. I know we said no more talk about our exes, but what happened again? Iâm still confused.â Eleanor asked as you saw Hannah giving her daggers with her eyes.Â
âItâs fine Han, to be honest Iâm still a bit confused myself. We had this big, stupid fight, I canât even remember what it was about now. We always kissed and made up but I donât know, this time it was different for Max. I guess he thinks we just want different things in life and I donât align with his plans anymore.â You quickly sipped your drink to distract yourself from the tears that threatened to fall. Hannah had reached over and put her hand on your arm as Eleanor reached across to do the same.Â
âHonestly girls, Iâm fine.â You said in an attempt to reassure them.Â
âI just need to work out what to do next, I canât keep living in that hotel thatâs for sure!â You joked.Â
âAnyway! Are we doing shots or what?â The girls cheered again as Hannah went and ordered you all some shots and more drinks. Eleanor made small talk about her new job that sheâs started but you could tell she was tiptoeing around the subject of your failed relationship.Â
You lied when you said you couldnât remember the argument. It cut you up that day. Max giving up on the two of you cut you even more. But that chapters closed and itâs time to move on. Time to enjoy the evening with your friends and get blackout drunk. Yes. Thatâs the plan. Thatâs the only way you feel youâd stop thinking of him. Because every damned thing you look at makes you think of him. The gorgeous blue ocean and how it matches the colour of his eyes. The fact you still order his favourite drink because on one of your first dates you lied that you loved it, you couldnât let him down by letting him know it tasted like straight up petrol. Youâd even tucked your hair behind your ears tonight, âI can see more of your gorgeous face schatje,â heâd say. Youâre even wearing his favourite dress, the one with the Lacey back.. you knew what itâd do to him if he could see you now. But thats the thing. He canât. You untucked your hair, sat up and actually tried to listen to what Eleanor was saying. No more Max tonight.Â
Hannah finally came back with the next round of drinks as well as two shots for each of you. She placed the tray on the table and sat back down opposite you. As you finished the rest of your first drink you see both the girls looking at Hannahâs phone in her lap. Eleanor rolled her eyes as Hannah had more of an awkward look on her face.Â
âWhat?â You asked.Â
Hannah looked away as Eleanor shook her head no.Â
âWhat girls? Just tell me!â You asked again, curious to see what your two friends had seen.Â
âOkay, we discuss this, we have our shots and we get on with our night!â Hannah said in an attempt to be authoritative. You laughed a little before Hannah showed you what she had seen.Â
âIt was on instagram.. its from last weekend though right? Because heâs on the summer break now? I donât really get how it works.â Hannah had shown you the photo of Max with his friends, clearly having a great time after last weekends race. He didnât exactly look heartbroken. But neither do you.Â
âDo you think he was with another girl orâŚ?â Eleanor asked as Hannah lightly hit her arm. What if he was with another girl? Is that why he ended things so abruptly?Â
âDonât be stupid Eleanor! Y/n Iâm sure he wasnât, it just looks like he was doing what weâre doing, just having a few drinks! Donât let him ruin our night, this is about us! Not him.âÂ
âYouâre right.â You said before quickly drinking your two shots. You felt the alcohol burn the back of your throat as you lightly shuddered at the strong sensation.Â
âMore shots?â You asked as the two girls sat there in silence. You took the drinks and the reminding shots off of the tray and walked back up to the bar.Â
âHey, can I have 6 more shots of whatever my friend just ordered, please?.. Actually make that 7.â You said, slightly motioning to where youâre all sat outside. You paid for the drinks and quickly drank another shot before walking back to the table, being careful not to drop or spill anything as you balanced the tray.Â
âAre you okay Y/n?â Hannah asked as she moved her drinks closer towards her.Â
âIâm fine! Now drink up you two, because Iâm not staying here all night and this bar does the cheapest drinks.â The two girls laughed as they took their shots, both complaining about the flavour. The more you drank the more you began to feel.. better? The photo of Max is burned into your brain, thoughts of him still creeping their way in. Was he thinking of you? Does he miss you? Maybe you donât feel better after all, but one thing you do know if Eleanor and Hannah look a little more fuzzier than they did half an hour ago. Youâre also finding Eleanor hilarious which canât be a sign youâre sober.Â
You all decided to leave the bar when the atmosphere picked up a bit, not wanting to spend your whole night in a now busy bar. You found a club and joined the short queue to get inside, really focusing on how to stand on two feet without falling over.Â
âMax wouldnât let me come to this club!â You shouted, not realising the queue wasnât particularly loud.Â
âHe said itâs where all the weirdos go!â You noticed a few people turned to look at you as you gave them a dirty look back. They were clearly weird. Maybe Max was right. No. Why does he get to decide where you do and donât go? You can make a judgement for yourself.Â
It wasnât long before you were all inside. The club was booming with hundreds of people already inside, you all squeezed your way through to the bar, ordering more shots and more drinks until all you could feel was the music.
âAre you okay Y/n?â Hannah asks, pulling you closer to her and Eleanor as sheâd realised youâd almost fallen onto some guy from leaning back too far.Â
âIâm fine, Iâm fine! Iâm not even thinking about Max!â You said, trying your hardest not to fall over whilst sound as sober as possible. You saw the look your two friends gave to each other but you chose to ignore it.Â
âOh! I love this song!â You yelled, throwing your arms up in the air as you danced along to the rhythm of the song.Â
âLetâs go get some water, yeah?â Eleanor asked you as she nodded in an attempt to make you agree.Â
âFrom the ocean!? Me and Max never swam at night you know! We always wanted to go to the ocean at night but we never did.. why didnât we go?â You asked as you remembered the random memory. Both you and Max would often go for walks along the beach at night, joking about how no one was around and the two of you should just get into the ocean together. There was something about being under the stars that made the idea so appealing. Just the two of you in the salty water under the moon. You regret not doing that with him.Â
Hannah grabbed Eleanorâs hand as Eleanor grabbed yours, creating a line to weave your way through the people. As you staggered through the crowd you knew they were either trying to take you home or just simply trying to get you some water. Neither of which you wanted to do. You were having fun, and if you went back to your lonely hotel room, even more memories of Max would come flooding back. Still weaving your way through people you let go of Eleanors hand, making A B-line for the exit of the club. Youâre not going home, youâre sure as hell not getting some water to âsoberâ yourself. If Max wouldnât go swimming in the ocean under the moonlight.. youâd do it yourself.Â
The fresh air helped you cool down a bit, you put a hand on the wall of the club as you steadied yourself, working out the the quickest way to head to the beach. You walked along, people looking you up and down as you walked by them. You laughed to yourself, thinking, Max wouldâve hated that, other men looking at his girlfriend. He was always the jealous type. Part of you missed that side of him despite the fact it would drive you crazy at the time. It had only been 3 weeks since the breakup. But going from speaking everyday, living together and sharing a bed with each other for the best part of four years to absolutely nothing.. it was hard. But fuck him. This is your night and youâre going to go in that ocean and youâre going to have fun. You thought you sounded crazy talking to yourself, maybe you were more drunk than you thought.Â
Youâd finally made your way to the beach, falling onto the sand as you attempted to take your shoes off. You stayed sat down, pulling the shoes off eventually while leaving them in the sand. You opted to stay in your dress, part of you couldnât be bothered to try and unzip it yourself. Is this a good idea? The moon shone onto the water, the crashing of the waves was all you could hear, tuning out the people shouting from several feet away. Friday nights in Monaco were always loud. You felt the water on your feet as it slowly went up to your ankles. It was cold, but also refreshing. You closed your eyes as you continued to walk further into the water. It came up to your knees, then eventually the bottom half of your dress was wet. The water felt colder as it reached your tummy, but you continued to walk in.Â
âIâve found her! Sheâs in the fucking sea? Listen Iâll call you back.â You heard from further up the beach. Whoever it was, they were hardly whispering. Shouting if anything.Â
âThat sounds like Maxâ You whispered to yourself. You almost got up to your shoulders before you felt a pair of arms around your waist dragging you back closer to the shore.Â
âGet off of me!â You yelled as you frantically kicked your legs and waved your arms.Â
âHave you lost your damn mind!?â Max shouted as he helped you sit on the sand. âYou couldâve fucking drowned!!âÂ
âThatâs not your problem anymore. And FY Information, I was SWIMMING. Because you said we would and we never did.â You were well aware you didnât say âFYIâ correctly, but youâre too hung up on the fact out of no where Max is here dragging you out of the ocean.Â
âWhy are you trying to swim in the ocean when youâre this drunk!? Why were Hannah and Eleanor not looking after you!?â Max frantically questioned as he picked up his phone from the sand. Youâd just realised he too was now soaking from the chest down.Â
âHow do you know I was even with them? I couldâve been with another guy, or loads of other guys, or I donât know.. at a guys club!!!â You defended as you rocked side to side.Â
Max rolled his eyes as he put his phone to his ear. You hate to admit how good he looks, even if his clothes are soaked.Â
âHey, yeah sheâs fine. No no, no need. Just thanks for calling me. Are you both okay getting home? Okay okay.. yeah Iâll make sure she gets home okay. Thanks again. Bye.â Max hangs up the phone as he turns his attention back towards you.Â
âWas that your new girlfriend?â You questioned.Â
âDonât be stupid, Y/n. If you must know that was Hannah, she panicked when theyâd lost you and said you were going on about the ocean. They couldnât find you anywhere so called me for help.â You didnât say anything back. It actually warmed your heart a little bit at the fact that not only did Max answer a call from one of your closest friends, but he actually came to help you.Â
âNow come on, letâs get you back.â He said as he stood in front of you, holding both of his hands out to get you up. You grabbed his hands, feeling the strength of his arms as he had to hold you to stop you from falling over.Â
âIâm not going home Iâm going out with my friends.â You said, walking slightly ahead to grab your shoes, Max running up to you to keep you steady from nearly falling again.Â
âCome on, come home.â He said, keeping ahold of your hand as he looks directly at you.Â
âI donât have a home here anymore.â You sharply said. And you was right. You Moved here for Max. You moved into his apartment. You never really had anything in Monaco. Just him.Â
âDonât be stubborn, Y/n. Letâs go home, yeah? We can talk things through.â Part of you wanted to simply tell him to fuck off. He broke your heart, he doesnât deserve to âtalk things throughâ with you anymore. But another part of you wants to go with him, you want to talk. You have so many questions that needs answers. And itâs clearly no secret youâre still in love with him.Â
You nodded slightly, Max grabbing your hand and taking your shoes in his other hand. The walk back to your once shared apartment was quiet, but not awkward. Youâre really starting to wish you had some water now, not wanting your drunken emotions to take over anything you said to Max.Â
Once back in the apartment Max left you dry off and get some warm clothes on in the bedroom as he done the same. Neither of you cared you were getting changed in front of each other again. It was normal. Itâs what you were used to. Youâve missed it. Max motioned for you to sit on the bed which you did. The room was slightly messy, it looked as though Max was still living out of the suitcase he hasnât bothered to sort out from the last race.Â
âI donât know what to say.â You whispered. Maybe this is slightly awkward.Â
âWhatever you like. Whatever you want to get off your chest.â Max said as he sat on the edge of the bed, turning sideways to face you.Â
âYouâve really broken me, Max.â You began, already feeling the tears roll down your cheeks.Â
âI loved you, I supported you and stood by you through everything. Was it so wrong of me to start thinking about what was next for us? We were together for four years, Max! Four years, and you threw it away! How could you do that to me? To us?â You sobbed looking over to Max you could see he was hurting too. Maybe heâs just better at hiding it than you are.Â
âWas it wrong for me to want to marry you? To want a baby with you? To have a future with you? Hm? I know how important your career is Max, you know I do. But you really chose that over us, over everything we had built together. Getting married and having kids doesnât mean you have to give up racing you know? You didnât have to give up either things, but you chose to give up me.âÂ
âIâm scared Y/n.â Max whispers, you looked up at him as he tried to stop his tears from falling.Â
âIâm scared and I panicked. You started an innocent conversation about us getting married and having kids and it scared me- no, no, no, not you or doing those things with you, thatâs not what scared me!â Max said as he saw your face change.Â
âBut- well- um-.. okay. I know you might not believe me right now, but youâre all Iâve ever wanted Y/n. I donât know how I got so lucky with you. But when you spoke about us getting married I guess some of me felt so honoured that itâs me you want to spend the rest of your life with. I got so excited at the thought of us planning a wedding together. Youâd look beautiful in your dress as were surrounded by all the people we love. But the other part of me thought how long can you keep leaving the girl youâre so madly in love with to race across the world. I know you come to races, but a husband doesnât leave his wife for weeks on end. What if you realised you donât want that life anymore? And thereâs nothing more I could ever want than to start a family with you. To have a little me and you running about. But Iâll miss so much of their life, seeing them grow up, missing their first steps, their first words or their first birthday. Iâve known so many people to be a dad through a phone screen and I donât want that. I donât want to miss anything with you or a baby. And I got scared at the thought of missing my hypothetical childâs birthdays, god I sound like an idiot. I thought I needed time away from you, to clear my head but Y/n, donât give me space, thatâs the last thing I want with you. Iâm sorry for being an idiot and Iâm sorry for not calling or texting, I just didnât know how to come out with it all-â You cut Max off from his ramble by placing your lips on his, Max froze for a moment before you felt him relax a little more.Â
âDid you really mean all of that?â You ask as Max nodded, smiling slightly as he wiped his eyes.Â
âYou really do want to marry me? To have kids?â Max nodded again as he turned slightly more so you were opposite each other.Â
âIâve been thinking this whole time. Weâve always made everything else in our lives together work, why canât we make marriage and a baby work?â He asks. You lean over to him, wrapping your arms around his neck as he wrapped his arms around your waist.Â
âStay with me tonight?âÂ
âSo I can move back in now?â You joked.Â
âAs long as you donât try to go swimming in the ocean again without me. Thatâs an us thing not a you thing.â Max joked back.Â
Thank god you didnât follow the girls and get that glass of water.Â
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