Make a wish. || Max&Daniel

☾hapter 2

Max Verstappen:

"It was a pleasure to meet y'all!" Danny smiled as he walked towards the door. Mumbling voices from my mom and dad came back from the living room. I was right behind him to say goodbye. The day flew by since Daniel put his hand on my shoulder. I couldn't wish for a better friend. When he turned around he looked at the wooden floor and back to me. "I'll see you tomorrow at Silverstone mate..." he said with a soft smile. His smile somehow always let me smile back. I nodded once and firmly grabbed one of his schouders. Daniel friendly pushed my other shoulder and giggled.
"Thanks for coming Danny, I'll see you there." I said to him and an approving glance took over his face.

I opened the door for him. Without saying something else, he turned around and stepped trough the door. Just when I thought he would just walk away, Danny turned around again and raised his hand. He made some kind of military movement and waved. We both started laughing and I watched him walk to his car. A small stroke with pain went through my body. I always miss Danny already from the moment he leaves.

It sounds like he's your boyfriend...

What the heck... My own conscience made me confused. Why did he say that. Of course he's not, he's my best friend!

Yea right

Oh just shut up!
And silence is what I got. I rolled my eyes at myself. Why can't I just shut my conscience up? He's making choices for me since I can remember and now he's acting like that one incredibly annoying friend that mocks you when you tell them you have a crush on someone. Which I have not. I just like hanging out with him. We always laugh together.

A new emotion came back while thinking about this afternoon. Embarrassed.
I still don't know if I said my words out loud. If I did, it would might be the most stupidest thing I ever did and my name isn't even Charles.
If I didn't, It might be that Daniel can read minds.

"Well, it must be a good wish.."

"Well, it must be a good wish.."

His words keep running through my head and I'm trying to figure out what he meant.

"Well, it must be a good wish.."

I make a weird face. Thinking about it. It wouldn't surprise me if he could read minds, not even a bit. If he would ever tell me he can, I would totally use him to spy on people to see how they think about me.
Although thinking about this, I might not. I'd rather not know.
I laugh at myself not remembering how I even got to this topic.

"Max...?" The soft but sweet voice of my mother sounded from the living room. When I walked back I saw her, half asleep, on the couch. A large fleece blanket warmed her knees. I kneeled beside her and looked in her tired, watery eyes.

"Veel geluk dit weekend..."
"Good luck this weekend..."
she mumbled before closing her eyes to sleep. I looked at her slipping away at took a deep breath.
"Ik ga weer stralen mam."
"You'll see me shine again mom."
I answered. The tiniest smile appeared on her face, which disappeared again after a few seconds. Her whole face relaxed and I smiled. My mom is always so scared that I end up wounded, even though I always tell her that I'm not likely to.

"Max... if you're ever stuck in a car, just wish, with every bit of power you have left, that you get out of there. Because there is only one person that will save you than... God."

A quote my mother used to say when I was little and into go karting. I always laughed about it, thinking that would never happen because I was just too good of a driver. However now I've learned that even the tiniest mistake can have a horrendous outcome.

I stare a while at my sleeping mom and pulled the fleece blanket a little bit up, just below her shoulders. She didn't react on it so I figured that she was already far gone. Staring at my mom felt weird so I turned around and walked away. Leaving her peacefully sleep alone.
Once in my room, I remember what I'm going to do tomorrow. My bags are packed and my travel clothes are ready to go. The Silverstone Grand Prix is ready for me and I'm ready for him. I'm ready to beat Hamilton at his own home Grand Prix! I'm ready to do it al.

You're ready to sleep yet?

I smile and look down. Yes, I need to sleep. I don't want to be tired and make mistakes.
However, I'm not quite ready yet. Self care comes first.
I want trough the long hall to the bathroom. There I took some towels and turned on the shower.
The water felt warm and comforting on my skin. I love showers and enjoy every second. It made me feel like I have nothing to worry about for a minute. Which I do obviously. I raced all my life and know how to calm myself down, but I have loads of pressure on my shoulders. Not only for my team but also for myself. There is not really room for mistakes.

I stop the shower and stand there for a second. The warmth around me felt as comforting as the shower it self so in order to keep that I wrapped the towels around me.

*bzzt bzzt*

My phone interrupts my peace and I sigh. The warmth had left the second I got the notification so my motivation to stand still and ignore the message wasn't there anymore. When I opened my phone, it was filled with unopened Instagram messages, Twitter tags and loads more. Yet the message that I just got was a Instagram story mentioning from Daniel. I simply could not resist it.
It was a picture of him and me today and under that a small text.

"Already wished you happy birthday today, but you can never hear it enough."

There was a little birthday song placed over it. Although loads of people did this, this post felt special and so it made my day.
I closed my phone again, ignoring the rest of the messages and laid down in bed.
Now I'm ready to sleep.