SILENT (MV x CL)

1. WORLD CHAMPION

Okay, before we start;
- English is not my first language, please let me know if there are spelling errors or grammatically incorrect sentences in my story
- Some of the events happening in this book might not be correct or just slightly untrue, this is because of the sake of the story, please forgive me
- In this book Kelly and Charlotte do not exist as Max's and Charles' girlfriends
- Warning for swearing and bad words ;)
- Some people may talk English to each other even though they would normally speak to each other in a different language.
- Lastly this is a story out of my imagination so this does not mean that this is in any way real

Enjoy x Noor
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"Max Verstappen, you are the world champion! The world champion!"
He had crossed the finishline before Lewis Hamilton had. This meant he was now the champion of the world. Feeling euphoric, emotional and little confused he drove the cooldown lap as tears of joy left his eyes under his helmet.

Charles Leclerc on the other hand was not tearing up because he was happy. His tears were made of pure sadness and anger.
He had finished tenth, meaning he had lost the battle for fifth. He didn't even come sixth for godssake.

When his race engineer had told him Max had won the race he was feeling even more bitter. Max had won, not only the championship, but he had also won the unspoken of battle between Max and himself concerning who would be the first champion.

On top of all the misery, Carlos, his teammate, had finished third. Beating him in this race as well as in the championship and every aspect of it.

Charles had disappointed himself and his team.
Maybe I should drive this car straight into the wall and not come out.
But he knew these thoughts were irrational and silly, so he drove the cooldown lap and safely stopped the car.

Before he got out he made sure he had stopped crying, not wanting anyone to see him like that.

Max had also gotten out of his car. Not really sure what to do and yet unable to handle the feeling of being a world champion, he knelt beside his tire and leaned down on it.

"I am the world champion" he mumbled to himself as quietly as he could. It was an attempt to make it more real. But it was not really working.

Not long after, a lot of hugs, pats on the back and helmet, excited screams and tears were exchanged between him and the Redbull team. The 24-year-old boy was ecstatic.
When he got to his dad, he was not able to hold it together anymore and tears were fully covering his hidden cheeks.

Charles wasn't joining in on the celebrations. He did congratulate his teammate, as a social obligation that took a lot of effort.
After that he went to look for his family in order to get some comfort. However it didn't help at all.

"You did great sweetheart" his mom said.
"Max did better" Charles responded annoyed. He left soon after that without saying another word to his mom.

Max walked onto the podium after his name was called. Holding the Dutch flag in the air while people cheered and applauded. The Wilhelmus and the other anthems were played and he received the trophy.

He held up the trophy and looked down happily at the crowd in front of him.

Charles wasn't in the crowd looking up to Max or even his teammate. He just wanted to get away as soon as possible. As he got on with his duties, press interviews and acting as if he was happy for Max, he suddenly realised the season had officially ended.

With that in mind he went to his hotelroom and changed into a comfortable black T-shirt and jeans before he contacted some friends to drink away his misery.

Max was enjoying the champagne on the podium. So he drank some more before spraying it all in Horner's face.
After the podium Max also changed quickly, but opposite to Charles, he had not gone to the hotel to do that. He just changed into a simple Redbull shirt very quickly and gladly returned to partying.

He had partied with the crew for a bit before joining his friends Martijn (Garrix) and Rico (Verhoeven) and drinking some more.

He actually realised he had already drank way to much when he had arrived at the yacht where the party would continue.

Wow so many people here.

He thought while he made his way wobbling over the deck.
Oh my God, I need to call my mom
And so that's what he did.

Charles was also a bit tipsy, but definitely way less happy.

"Charles, cheer up! You did your best." Someone said. Before answering Charles chugged down the Gin & Tonic he had in front of him.

You did your best. He mimicked in his head.
"Okay, let's go dancing." He finally responded in order to shut everyone up.

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First chapter guyssss,
Ready for chapter two?
A little sneakpeak:
"Chaaaarrllleeesss"
"Max! Congrats!"