Wild Heart [Max Verstappen]

Part 23

We went to a club where Charlotte and In were well known and we sometimes got nice discounts from the bartenders. The four of us walked in and the loud music filled my ear canals, making me want to dance right away. We first walked to the bar where we immediately ordered a few drinks in 1x, we also got some shots from the bartender and so the drinks flowed in smoothly. We soon found ourselves on the dance floor and gave the best of ourselves. We had a blast and for the first time Max was out of line. We also quickly got to know new people, most of whom recognized me as "Lando Norris' sister a Formula 1 driver". Anyway the music was great and several instagram videos were made of our drinks, dance moves, toilet mirror moments and so on. The girls looked happy, I was happy, the new people we met looked happy too. You don't need more, do you? At around 5 am we decided to stumble back to my apartment, walking straight and talking quietly were out of the question. We had to support each other and every 3 seconds you heard "shhht".
We were almost at my apartment when I missed a small step and landed on my knees. I felt no pain, probably due to the high amount of alcohol in my blood. We all started laughing and Jessie helped me up when she thought I was stable on my feet I fell to the ground again but pulled her down with me. Now there were two of us on the ground and we couldn't stop laughing.

How we did it I have no idea, but we got to my apartment safely, there was plenty of room for them to stay the night. Someone could sleep in my bed and 2 in the spare room. Everyone was soon asleep but I had another plan. I took my phone and stood on the balcony, scrolling on my phone like I was on a mission. Soon I found the number I wanted to call but I accidentally pressed facetime, I didn't realize this so I held my phone to my ear and listened to it ring. Not much later I heard a rough, sleepy but warm voice answering.
"Nora, why are you FaceTiming me?"
I let the words sink in before putting my phone in front of my face and narrowing my eyes to tiny slits, there he was, the boy I'd just woken up.
"Hey mister Verstappen" I said with a grin
"It's 5 am... what's up?"
"What's up? How dare you ask that...you broke my heart and then when you see me with somebody else you say you love me"
"You're drunk Nora go to sleep"
"You're not going to tell me what to do, I'm not Ava"
I saw that the name irritated him a bit.
"Oh Max look!" I now held my phone in front of my scraped knees.
"What the hell did you do"
"I fell by accident"
"In other words you're clumsy "
"Oh excuse me Mr Verstappen, we can't all be so smooth and sexy as you" I tried to wink but it probably looked horrible. It made him laugh tho, so that was good.
"Wait why did I call you? I'm mad at you"
The boy his face changed immediately and he looked a little sad now that I said that I'm mad at him.
"What do you see in Ava? Is she that much better then I am? Like one day we have sex, the next you're with her"
"Pardon? You are the one that texted me that you used me? That you didn't want me, that I was just to pass time"

Those words hit me hard and it was like I was a lot more sober.
"What did you say?" My voice trembled with disbelief
"Don't pretend you don't know anything about that again Nora, you're making it even worse than it already is"
"But I really don't know what you're talking about, send me those messages now"
There was a pause but then I received screenshots of the conversation. I read them with an open mouth in disbelief, running my hand through my hair.
"Max that's not me... I'll send you a message and you'll see right away that this isn't me"
The first moment he didn't believe me and shook his head, it wasn't until he got my messages now that he indeed saw that it wasn't me. It somehow hurt that he just blindly believed the messages without coming to ask for an explanation. He should also know better, he should know that I would never do that through text or dm and that hurts the most.
"Who would want to pretend to be you then?"
I sat down on a chair on the balcony and sighed audibly.
"I know who... Ava... I also got a message from her once with some sort of threat"
"What? And you're just telling me now?"
"I can't have this conversation right now I'm tired"
"Go to sleep but we need to talk urgently"
I just nodded and immediately ended the call, for a little while I looked at the street before I also decided to crawl into bed.

The next morning we were worth nothing, we looked so bad. We were reminiscing about last night, my knees were red and chafed and they hurt. I opened my phone and saw that Max's phone number was still open and then last night's conversation flashed through my mind.
I sent a message to Max "we need to talk..."
It was like Max was waiting for a message because less than 3 seconds later I got a response.
"Indeed... I'll talk to Ava first this afternoon"