Secrets with Wolff - Max Verstappen

18.

I was waiting in the media center. It was quali today so it was kind of busy around the paddock.

I looked at my laptop when I saw a mail from my boss. I had to do an interview with Red Bull in their hospitality. I was hoping it would be just with Checo or with a couple of engineers.
I walked in the Red Bull hospitality. No one was waiting for me so I guess I should make myself at home. I knew the place very well anyways.

I walked to the fridge, grabbing a Red Bull and looked around. There were a couple of new faces but most of them worked here since last year.
I heard a familiar laugh, I turned around and saw Max walking in, with next to him his PR manager. He walked up to me. Fuck so it wasn't an interview with Checo, it was with Max.

"Hi Rylee, you have a mic for me?" He looked at the little mic's on the table. I nodded and before I could say something, he already grabbed one and put it on.
He sat down with me, he probably saw how uncomfortable I was around here. "You okay?" he looked at me, I just nodded.
I wanted to ask how he was doing but his PR manager gestured that he should come to her. He looked confused but still got up and walked up to her.  What was her problem honestly?

Unfortunately for her, Max was already mic'd up so I could actually hear the entire conversation. Should I listen to it? It's private and Max was none of my business anymore.
I was thinking about it for a couple of seconds but then I saw her looking at me, if eyes could kill, I would be dead for sure. Fuck it, I'm gonna listen to it. I grabbed the headphones and put it on.

"Can you at least try and pretend not to like her?" This was the first time I've heard her voice and I already hated it. "No, why should I?" Max looked at me. "Because... you know why" she made him look at her again.
He shrugged his shoulders and in that moment, Checo walked in and Max immediately walked to him.
Fuck, worst timing ever. Now I still don't know why he should pretend not to like me. He still liked me though..

It was a quick interview with the two drivers. It was a this or that. I already knew Max his answers on most questions.
I thanked them for their time and they both gave their mics back to me.
"Good luck in quali" I looked up at them, smiling at both of them. They both thanked me but turned around quickly.
I saw that Max was hesitant to walk away, he wanted to say or ask something but he didn't, his PR manager gestured him to follow her and so he did.

I wondered what was going on between them or between him and Red Bull.
I grabbed my things and walked to the Ferrari hospitality. I decided to watch quali with Isa.
It was the first time they would race here so no one really knew the track very well.

The Ferrari guys ended up on P1 and P2, Max was on P3 and Lando was gonna start the race in P8. I knew he probably wouldn't be really happy with it, but I was proud nonetheless.
"So Carlos wants to go out tomorrow evening after the race. He wants to be fit tomorrow." I totally got that. Lando probably didn't want to go out tonight either.
"Yeah that's understandable, we will go out tomorrow night. Let them sleep tonight" we both started laughing. I missed Charlotte as a WAG but at least I still got Isa.
I was actually really hoping that Charles and Charlotte would end up together again.