Dances with Wolff - Max Verstappen

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My phone started buzzing which made me wake up. I tried to look at it and saw a text from Daniel. "The lion has agreed to meet with the honey badger." I looked at the text for a few times. Was he drunk or something? What did it mean? I quickly texted him back "What does that mean?" I looked around, my laptop was still playing Netflix. My phone buzzed again. "Max agreed to go to dinner, idiot. Good luck!"
I sighed relieved, it was all a dream. A nightmare. 

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I wore the same dress as in my dream and I wore my hair in the same way. Atleast I looked cute in my dream. I walked in the restaurant and sat down at the same table. It looked all so familiar, I didn't know if it was a good or bad thing.

I looked up and saw Max walking in, he also wore the same outfit as in my dream even though I kinda expected that.
He looked around and saw me. Time stopped for a minute. Was he gonna walk out?

Luckily he didn't walk out but instead he walked to me. He grabbed the chair and sat down. "Wow Daniel got a whole lot prettier." He smirked, grabbing the menu. I was relieved to see that, that meant that he was staying for dinner.
"Yeah he couldn't make it so I thought I would sacrifice myself to go to dinner with you." I knew it was risky because I didn't know if he was still mad or not.
He laughed while shaking his head. "You're one of a kind Ryls" my heart skipped a beat. He used a nickname and it sounded so cute.
We both ordered wine and some food and he leaned back in his chair. I knew he was waiting for me to say something. "Max, I'm truly sorry for not telling you I was related to him but you have to know that I never gave them any information about you or the team." He nodded as if he already knew. "I already kind of knew that. If you did, they would win every race and obviously they don't." He smirked, sipping from his wine quickly. I smiled because I saw the look in his eyes I loved so much.

We talked all evening and the food was amazing. I never knew I could miss being with a person this much. "So you're a Wolff.. and Red Bull hired you to be my PR manager. It's actually kind of funny." He laughed. Yes it was funny and kind of fucked up as well. "And then a Wolff and the golden boy of Red Bull fell in love." I grabbed his hand, he intertwined our fingers and it felt like home again. "It's literally a Romeo and Juliet kind of shit story." He laughed. He paid the bill for the both of us and offered his hand. I grabbed it quickly and got up with him.

We walked together through the streets of Mexico. It was really romantic. I felt so happy with him. "What's gonna happen now?" I looked up at him and he shrugged his shoulders. "Christian will never allow me to be with you and Toto sure as hell will never allow you to be with me." he stopped walking and put his hand on my cheek. I looked down but he put his hand on my chin and lifted my head up. "But I wanna be with you so fuck them." He said and softly put his lips on mine and once again we kissed as if it would be our last kiss.
"I would rather fuck you" I whispered against his lips and I could feel his smile on mine.