*The evening passes by quickly, just like your glasses of wine. 
                              *Everyone is picking up their drinks to go outside and sit around the fireplace.
                              *You get up and notice that you maybe had a little bit too much to drink. The room starts spinning a bit, but you manage to stay on your feet* 
                              Y/n: I'll join in a bit guys. I have to visit the restroom first
                              Daniel: It's upstairs, the last door on the left
                              Y/n: Thanks!
                              *After the visit at the restroom, which was the most beautiful one you've ever seen, you slowly walk downstairs to the kitchen*
                              *You swallow your last bit of wine and then fill up your glass with water. You should really sober up a bit* 
                              *Your thoughts go back to George. Why did it had to be him? Why one of your brothers' best friends?*
                              *Why not just some random guy you met in a bar back in Scotland?*
                              ?: We need to talk 
                              *You drop you glass on the floor*
                              Y/n: JESUS!  
                              Y/n: Never, but never, scare me! Especially not after I had some alcohol to drink. 
                              George: I'm sorry, I didn't mean to scare you. I.. I just wanted to talk to you 
                              Y/n: Oh George! I'm sorry, I didn't mean it. I know... We need to talk
                              Y/n: But maybe we should clean this watery mess on the floor first...
                              *George picks some towels from a kitchen cabinet and starts to clean the floor, while you pick up all the big pieces of glass* 
                              *Then you sit down at one of the bar stools*
                              George: I really hope I didn't imaginate it 
                              Y/n: No, you did not. I saw the flash as well. 
                              *He sits down next to you on another bar stool* 
                              George: So you are my soulmate. The little sister of fucking Max Verstappen 
                              Y/n: And you are mine. One of the best friends of my fucking brother.  
                              George: I could have dealt with a lot of brothers, but let's say yours is one of a kind 
                              *You look outside through the window and see him sitting with his friends around the fireplace* 
                              Y/n: He really is 
                              George: But how come I've never heard about you? I've never seen a picture or anything from you 
                              Y/n: I also just found out  Max had never mentioned me before 
                              George: Seems a bit odd to me if I'm being honest 
                              Y/n smiles: No not really...
                                      
                                          
                                  
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Hidden Connection | Season One
Fanfiction! Please note it's a script of a Tiktok story! It's not written like a real book! You, Y/n Verstappen, finally took the step to visit your brother during a race weekend in Austria. But what was supposed to be a fun weekend together with Max, turnes...
