Dances with Wolff - Max Verstappen

11.

Charlotte texted me early this morning, she said that she doesn't have Rylee's number. I knew that was bullshit. They were together every time they could. She was probably not allowed to give her number, so I don't blame her. I will have to get it another way.

I sat at the hospitality texting Charlotte back, when Christian came up to me. "Give it your all today, you know quali is important here." I looked up to him and nodded. If one thing could distract me from her it was definitely Monaco.

I walked out of the hospitality to the garage. It was 2pm so quali was about to start. I was feeling nervous. I knew how important it was around here and my dad was watching in the garage. I started the car and got on track. Q1 and Q2 went well.

We were in Q3 now and I was doing a really fast lap. I made a mistake in my previous lap so I really needed to make this lap count.
"Red flag Max, slow down. Charles has crashed into the barrier." GP's voice sounded on the radio.
"Oh for fuck sake man, ughhhh this wanna gonna be the lap. Honestly.. fucking shit" I slapped my steering wheel out of frustration. I was definitely gonna be on pole with this lap but I couldn't finish it.

I jumped out of the car. Christian came up to me while I was taking off my helmet. "P2 is still a good result, good job." He gave me a pat on the back and I smiled while looking around. My dad looked at me shaking his head. Even P2 wasn't good enough for him. I put my helmet down and walked out of the garage. I zipped my racing suit down and pulled it down to my waist.
I saw Rylee walking alone and when came over when she saw me. "Hey, congratulations on P2! You did great." She smiled but was looking around like crazy. She didn't even look me in the eyes. That made me even more annoyed. Did she really care that much that a Mercedes employee would catch her talking to me?
"Yeah thanks" I walked passed her, not making eye contact. I knew she wasn't following me anymore. She probably was confused about my answer but I was not in the mood. I was annoyed and she made it even worse. She wasn't even working for Mercedes, she was just following Lewis to see if she liked it, but she still acted liked everyone would care if she talked to me.

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There was always a lot of media duties in Monaco. I had what seemed like 100 interviews when I finally arrived back in my apartment. I sighed when I closed the door behind me. I was tired and I just wanted to go to bed.

I walked to my bedroom when I heard a voice coming from the kitchen. I recognized the voice immediately. "Hi babe, are you hungry?" Kelly looked at me, leaning against the counter.
"No thanks, I already ate at the hospitality. I walked over to her, she pulled her arms around me and kissed my cheek. "What are you doing here Kelly?" I hugged her back but quickly took a step back. She broke up with me at the beginning of the season. She never gave me a reason but ever since I met Rylee I wasn't really thinking about Kelly anymore.
"I miss you Max. I thought I would come and support you and maybe we can talk things out?" She took my hand and intertwined her fingers with mine.
This wasn't a good time for me to think straight. I was annoyed with myself, with Rylee and most of all with the pressure my dad and Christian put on me.
I really could need someone right now and there she was.. the woman I thought didn't love me anymore.