So this is it, I'm in an airport, god knows where, all by myself because my nephew can't be anywhere on time. I'm in Austria to support my nephew in his crazy sport because he said i'm his favourite cousin. That's kinda true though, he is like my older brother who protects me form bad boys and drugs. Let me introduce myself to you; I am Nina Verstappen, i'm 20 years old and people know me for being the cousin of the driver Max Verstappen. We share the same passion for motorsport but i'm only driving motorcycles and fast cars on highways. He on the other hand drives a formule 1 car from Red Bull that goes a little faster than my Yamaha at home.
I grab my phone and look for Max his number, i press call and wait form him to pick up. After some time what felt like an hour, the man picked up his phone with: "what do you need?". I respond with: " well hello to you too, yes i missed u too and i think you forgot to pick me up at the airport" It went silent on the other side of the phone till max blurred out: "Fuck, you were coming today. I will be there in 10" and with that he ended the call without letting me say okay or bye.
I decide to walk out of the airport because by then 10 minutes will pass. On the way to the exit I make a quick stop at Starbucks, I order my normal coffee and pay the person behind the corner. After grabbing my stuff and leaving the store I make my way too the exit. And there he is, Max Verstappen in his way too expensive car. I get a lot of looks from people as i make my way too the car.
I hear a door close and before i know i'm being hugged by my nephew, he pulls back: "Hi Nien, I'm sorry for letting you wait for so long". I roll my eyes "it's okay and when you are going to stop call me Nien it's quit annoying" He laughs "you will always be my little Nien" I turn around annoyed and put my bagage in his car. I sit in the passenger seat when we drive to the hotel.
When we hit the highway Max looks at me with a smile. "Why are you smilling, it's not like I have a meme on my forehead" He chuckels and respond" I'm just happy you are here, I missed you a lot when you weren't around, we haven't seen each other in 3 months" I giggle at his respons it's quiet cute for Max to miss someone, he always acts like a though guy who doesn't have feelings. "Well i'm happy to be here and support you during the weekend, it's your homerace and I haven't been in de paddock for more than 3 years now." To be clear I have seen him race in the last 3 years but just not from the paddock. He snaps me out of my though: "I think you are going to like the paddock, there are a lot of new young drivers, so you will not feel young"I nod and look outside my window to see beautiful nature and a lot of mountains
We arrive at the hotel and we give my bags to a person from the hotel who will bring them up to my room. We walk in the hallway where our rooms are when Max suddenly turn around: "I have to go to the paddock in 15 minutes for track walk so you will be on your own for like 4 hours, is that okay?" I laugh "Sure it's okay, I think I'm going to be a lot on my own this weekend because you are racing but can I come with you to the track?" He looks relieved and nods" yea sure, you can changes now if you want and meet me in the lobby in 10 minutes" I simply nod and walk to my room.
I open my hotelroom to reveal a beautiful room with a beautiful view of the track, i feel really relaxed all of a sudden. I didn't even noticed how stressed i was before getting on a plane. My schoolbreak started two days before I went here too spend my break in Austria, there are two races here in these two weeks of my break.
I changed into a white dress who fitted my body perfectly. I looked in the mirror and was happy with what i looked like, I washed my face and put on some light make up, i put my hair into a ponytail because it was quiet hot today. I then looked for the last time in the mirror and smiled at myself and tell myself "you look good today". This was a method I was trying the last month to improve my self love, I struggled a lot with self love lately because all i see on Instagram are perfect girls, with perfect smiles and perfect body's.
Just when I was about to check my phone I get a message from my one and only best friend Liv, her real name is Oliva but I just call her Liv. She sent me: Hope u had a good flight, call later tonight to catch up? XX Liv. I smiled at the text, I love Liv she is simply the most loving person ever, I struggle with telling my feelings to people but she just always knows what to say. I answer her text with: Yes had an great flight, now on my way to the track, call you tonight at 8 XX.
I put my phone and wallet in a purse and grabbed my keycard, I closed my hotelroom and walked to the lobby. Max was already there seated on the sofa with his eyes concentrated on his phone. I smile at this image, he is just a person like every other human on earth but still people are looking at him like he is a superhero. I love max, like a brother, he is just great to be around.
(A/N)
Well this is the first chapter, quiet nervous to put this out there. Kinda scared people will never read this or dislike it. I never written before but i read a lot of fanfictions about formula one drivers so this is my attempt on writting my own story. I will quickly explain why i choose max to be one of the two main drive characters. He is simply one of my favourite drivers, he is funny, talented and his attitude is to die for. Not sure if I'm going to put Kelly his girlfriend in this story but we will see.
Well i hope you enjoyed the first chapter, this story is quiet a time in my head know and i think i know where i want the story to go. But we will see.
Suggestions are always welcome, if u see grammar or other faults in the story please comment so I can change it. I'm Dutch so my English is not the best.
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