Starstruck - Max Verstappen

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LEYLA'S POINT OF VIEW

"LANDO!" Max shouted placing me down and stepping forward, obstructing any view of the others towards me. "HOW DO YOU EVEN MANAGE TO COME ONLY AT TIMES LIKE THESE?" The unfiltered dutch accent betrayed Max all over again.

Daniel, Charles and Checo were almost collapsing on the ground due to how hard they were laughing, but Lando was petrified. I stood behind Max praying the ground will simply swallow me not being able to cope with the fact that these guys have all seen me pinned on a fucking wall by Max with my legs wrapped around him.

"Mate..." Lando shamefully spoke trying to get his words together. "I'm so sorry... I apologize... I... I..." The blabbing continued as his eyes fell upon me. "Leyla, I swear I didn't see anything! Umm..."

I gave Lando a soft smile as I immediately understood how innocent and sincere he was in everything he was saying. I don't think there's possible for anyone to stay mad at Lando actually. He's way too soft and polite for that.

The boys were suddenly silent as Max turned around and widened his eyes when he looked closer at me. With his cheeks flushed red, Max grabbed my hair and placed it to cover the bare shoulders my dress was revealing. Not understanding his gesture, I raised my brow in confusion and turned my back at Max just to look in the mirror standing right behind me. After flipping my hair away, I noticed the huge hickey he has just left on my neck. I placed my hair back to cover it looking back at the boys and noticing Max quickly looking down away from me.

"I, umm... I think I heard Horner calling us." Checo spoke stepping forward only to break the weird silence that was going on.

"Yeah, that's right." Charles quickly added picking up the obvious lie Checo played along just to leave me and Max alone.

"It must be important, we should probably go." Daniel nodded and tried to be convincing turning around intending to leave.

"What? I didn't hear anyone!" Lando looked around confused as the others let out a couple of disappointed sighs.

"Lando, just..." Daniel facepalmed himself. "Just for once, let's go quietly." He rolled his eyes before placing his arm around Lando's neck and taking him outside the room.

Just like that, they were gone as weirdly as they came leaving me and Max looking at one another from different corners of the room not having a clue what to say or do next. My heart was pounding inside my chest feeling the way his eyes closely analyzed me. Max nervously ran his fingers through his hair before unzipping his race suit to his waist and trying to loosen the collar of the fireproof turtleneck he was wearing under it. He almost looked like he couldn't breathe normally anymore.

MAX'S POINT OF VIEW

Fuck, this silence... And this fucking suit makes me feel like I'm suffocating. I take a deep breath trying to get a hold of myself, but her staring makes it impossible. I feel like she's burying me underground with her look. Her silence is clearly a rejection. What else could it be then other than this? I had to say something, but I was still feeling so lost.

"Leyla... I kissed you..." I was unsuccessfully looking for my words to apologize, even though I felt like pinning her on that wall all over again and have her all for me. My eyes gazed at her instinctively, but I looked down trying to hide my flushed cheeks. How could I be so fucking stupid and pin her on a wall all of a sudden? I've let all the adrenaline take over me and now she probably thinks I'm a creep. I nervously ran my fingers through my sweaty hair still wondering if I should tell her how I feel.

"And I kissed you back." She stepped closer looking up at me, her fingers tracing my jawline.

"I thought you didn't want me to."

"Max... I've been waiting for you to do that since the day I met you." Her hands cupped my face as she leaned even closer to me. "And I want you to do it again."

The look of concern on my face disappeared instantly as I instinctively pulled her towards me feeling our lips collide all over again. Her hands pressed against my chest as I leaned my back against the wall, but with a swift move, I caged her body with my arms, inverting the roles and taking control. She tasted heavenly and the way I craved her all this time was obvious right now. My hands slipped following her body curves as I felt the urge to feel as much as possible.

LEYLA'S POINT OF VIEW

Our lips parted just a little as we heard steps again on the hallway. We both opened our eyes and looked at each other panicked that someone might enter the room again, but the steps quickly faded away on the hallway. Max breathed heavily biting his lip, his hand touching my neck as he clearly forgot about the hickey he just left. I moaned feeling it hurt a bit as Max came to realization.

"I'm sorry I hurt you..." His fingers caressed the mark making me completely forget about the pain and melt into his touch instead. Goosebumps formed all over my body, his touch sending shivers down my spine.

"Don't be. I like it." I playfully responded placing my hand over his, a smirk immediately plastered all over his face.

"That's good, hope it will go well with your dress tonight." He came closer slowly, his lips brushing against mine.

"Tonight?" My eyes widened in confusion. "What's tonight?"

"The Red Bull party for the double podium we just got. And you're coming with me." Max pressed his plush lips against mine softly. "I can't wait for everyone to see you're finally mine."