The movie

18

Blood//Water - grandson

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We spent the rest of our days together before we had to leave for Barcelona.
"Jeez, you take so fucking long packing." Max complained. He was already done before heading to my place to pick me up to go to the airport.
"Was pretty damm quick in Bahrain." I chuckled. A painful silence washed over him. It was just a joke but he definitely didn't find it too funny.
"Yeah, you were." He muttered, the pain evident in his voice.
"I'm sorry I was just joking." I apologised.
"Don't apologise, I'm the one who messed up." He said straight after.
Walking up to me, cupping my cheek.
"I hope you know I will never be able to redeem myself and all I can say is thank you for believing me." His voice really quiet, staring into my eyes.
I gave him a bit of an awkward smile, getting out of his grip. Regretting I had mentioned it due to it still bringing back memories.
After putting my last Alphatauri shirt into the suitcase I was ready.
"All done." I smiled proudly which made Max chuckle.
"Absolutely amazing." He said sarcastically while grabbing my suitcase,pressing a kiss to my cheek and grabbing my hand with his free hand.

After an entire karaoke session in the car due to a traffic jam we ended up at the airport. The flight was only 2 hours but it felt like forever due to the uncomfortable chairs.
We arrived at the airport of Barcelona and it was already so hot.
"I want to die." I commented, swiping the sweat of my forehead.
"I'll help." Max added making me give him a playful shove.
We got into the car arranged by Red Bull, I got some weird stares from the driver due to him having not expected me to be there as well. I didn't tell Christian about us being back together just yet, wanting to let it happen when he sees us coming into the swipe gates.
Once we had arrived we intertwined our fingers while walking towards the swipe gates.
A lot of photographers were already in the parking lot ready to take pictures.
"We'll be fine." Max reassured me which made me calm down a little.
We got to through the swipe gates and went over to the Red Bull moterhome.
Many staff members gave us questioning looks, probably wondering what got us back together. I decided to stop looking at them and just focus on finding Christian.

"What is this?." Christian said loudly once we walked into him.
"What a lovely day in Barcelona isn't it?." Max jokingly said.
"Don't try to worm your way out of this one, care to explain?." Christian said, throwing a bit of sass in there. I didn't really know if he was joking or not but I decided to keep quiet, letting Max do the talking.
"All is good again." He simply said.
"Did you stop to think what the media is gonna say about this?." Christian asked, referring to my sudden switch from George to Max.
"I'll take care of it." I said while giving him a reassuring nod, taking my responsibility.
"You know you don't have to explain yourself right?." Max let me know which made me lift up my hand that he was still holding, pressing a gentle kiss on it.
"I made my bed, now I got to lay in it." I announced which earned me a respective nod from Christian's side.
"I'll make sure one of the social media trainers is gonna be here in an hour and he'll tell you what to say." Christian said, giving me the details before walking away, clearly busy with what not.

"I'm gonna go to the team and say hi to them, see you during the press conference later?."
"You got it." I said throwing him a smile and a playful to follow up.
"I love you." He said before giving me a quick kiss and taking off. This was all going a bit faster than I had wanted but I guess we didn't have much of A choice considering sneaking around and possibly getting caught would damage our reputation even more which I couldn't do to Max.
I decided to head to my room, escaping the silent whispers from journalists. My reputation might actually be worse than Mazepin's and that's saying something.
I spotted George walking into the moterhome looking more than angry.
He was searching, probably for me but I really didn't feel like talking to him after everything.
I decided to quickly get out of his sight but to no avail. Once I saw him walking towards me I just decided to take a deep breath and let it wash over me .
"You and Max huh?, you couldn't wait a month before fucking somebody else." He almost shouted which made me cringe.
Glances were shot my way so instead of adding fuel to the fire I decided to drag him into my room.
"What the fuck Anna." He called out once we were inside.
"Be quiet, my reputation is already getting worse no need to make it even worse."
"Is that what you care about?, your reputation?, you fucked another guy right after we broke up."
"You broke up with me over nothing." I defended myself which only seemed to make matters worse.

"You had secrets you wouldn't spill."
No shit, everybody's got their secrets don't they?.
"So that makes you want to break up?."
"You were supposed to confide in me, I was your boyfriend after all."
"You were." I emphasised were which made the message loud and clear.
Instead of fighting some more I realised I was almost late for my appointment with the social media trainer.
I walked towards the door which made George call out my name once more.
"This isn't over." He said making me get shivers all over my body. That's just creepy.
I walked out of the room, leaving George alone in my room.

I walked back to one of the rooms Christian told me I should be. After an hour or so of being told what I should say which was mainly being as vague as possible I was ready for the press conference. I was paired with Max and I didn't really know if that was the smartest move considering he's part of this drama but I didn't really care since I just wanted him to be there.
"Are you ready beautiful." A voice spoke up which turned out to be Max, leaning on the side of the door.
"Ready as I can be." I gave him a warm smile which made him smile as well.
He intertwined our fingers again, making me feel more calm, ready to face the media.
We went to the media building, took our seats and waited for the journalist to start asking questions.
The first few questions were fine, talking about the predictions of this race and mainly talking to make since he's fighting for the world champion title.
A female journalist spoke up but was quickly cut off by a message on her phone which was odd. Who would look on their phone when asking questions?.
Max and I exchanged some confusing looks before trying to act normal, not wanting to draw too much attention.
"Anna, it just came through that you and a former teacher of yours used to have a relationship, can you please deny or confirm." She spoke hastily, Max turned his head to me, staring at me with wide eyes.
"It's true."