I get woken up by a nose bleed. Ugh not again. I wipe my nose with my sleeve and try to sleep. But suddenly I wake up in the waiting room of a&e. How did I get here ?
"You lost lots of blood ma'am but the doctor will see you soon" a nurse says. She was pretty, and she was selling bracelets on a stick.
I look to my left and see Eastenders playing. Doof doof. I look to my right and see the most handsome man I've ever seen in my life.
Suddenly he gets up and walks away and I see a boy with a bandage around his head. Just like me.
"What happened to you?" I interrogate.
"Crash." He said as he cried into a wet hanky. He puts it in his pocket and I can see he's watching formula one highlights.
"Woah that looked bad! Is the driver okay?" I ask.
"I am ze driver yuhhhh" he cried
Wow a real life driver. I faint.
"Did you faint because of me?" the boy asked when I woke back up while eating a twix.
"No, I fainted because I've lost blood you idiot."
"Oh, well, I'm an F1 driver and that race win should've been mine. I'll have to steal the trophy back. Will you come with me? Im max."
"Im y/n, I'd love to."
We leave the hospital and climb into Mercedes' headquarters through a window. We hide behind a desk when we see lewis Hamiltons dad on the phone.
"Yeah he won mate. Had to smack out that Dutch driver but that plan worked perfectly."
"I KNEW IT" max said standing up and head butting Lewis' dad.
We found the trophy and max drove us to his house in Monaco.
"Will you stay the night?"
"I'd love to max. But I don't have any clothes."
"Wear mine. They'll look better on you anyway."
"Okay baby."
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