*Max angst/daddy issues due to request! I'm doing it before Danny angst*Daniel hummed, Seb was teaching him how to use some of the stuff in the kitchen since nobody trusted him and well, he didn't trust himself either. He whistled along to I Ain't Worried which was playing on the radio. He absolutely loved the song. Max walked in looking rather pale and sick. Daniel turned his head to look at his friend.
"Seb, can you give me a minute?" Daniel whispered and motioned his head towards Max. Sebastian instantly noticed and nodded. The Australian walked towards Max, moving him into an isolated room and sitting him down on the sofa. He looked as if he was about to throw up.
"Hey Maxy, you alright?" He questioned, rubbing his hand across Max's back.
"No... it's my dad..." Max choked out and a look of anger took over Daniel's face. A shaky sigh escaped Max's lips as he sobbed. Daniel moved Max closer to him and pressed his lips on the Dutchman's head.
"Just let it out mate." Daniel smiled slightly but it returned to a frown as Max started sobbing into his chest, "Deep breaths Maxy, deep breaths. Follow my breathing." The Aussie murmured quietly, trying to calm him down a little bit. Max took a few long breaths, calming himself down as he looked back up at his friend.
"Thanks Daniel." Max sighed.
"It's OK, don't worry about it." Daniel grinned, patting his friend on the back.
After awhile, Sebastian knocked and Daniel let him in. A frown sat on Seb's face.
"Are you OK now?"
"Yeah, thanks Seb." A small smile pulled at the corners of Max's mouth.
"What do you want to do now?" Daniel hummed.
"I dunno. Maybe I'll just chill."
"You do whatever Maxy, I don't mind." He reassured.
*Mick POV*
I was in my room with Charles, George and Alex. We were playing Just Dance and using the Karaoke machine.
"I hear Jerusalem bells are ringingggg!" I was broken out of my thoughts by Alex's singing. Which was surprisingly good. I noticed George's face go slightly red and I let out a small gasp. Maybe George liked Alex. Ah, who am I to jump to conclusions like that? They're best friends. Lando and Carlos practically broke the door down to join in with us. I laughed. It was nice having loads of other people who were roughly your age to hang out with. It felt like you were at home, with a bunch of siblings and some parental figures. A smile tugged at the corners of my mouth.
"MICK DO DESPACITO WITH ME!!!" Charles squealed and I laughed, running over and grabbing the Nintendo controller. We definitely were the best at this game. I loved it so much. Lando rugby tackled Charles half way through so I won.
"We need a Formula 1 Version of this! Like Smooth Operator, Super Max, 33, Lets go Lando and others! It would be so much fun!" I heard Esteban say. I hadn't even noticed he was here! I must be real out of it today. Valtteri insisted everyone parties tonight. And it was almost that time.
"EVERYONE DOWNSTAIRS!!!" Seb yelled. Lando pretended not to hear but I quickly rushed downstairs, unknowingly dragging Charles by the wrist with me.
"Mickkkk!" Charles grunted.
"Sorry Charles!" I stifled a laugh at my actions. Valtteri had filled the fridge with alcohol without Seb knowing.
"I'm going out for around 40 minutes, I won't be long. Don't do anything I wouldn't do and don't drink too much! I'm hiding the keys!" Seb told everyone, making sure everyone knew how many drinks they should have.
Though of course, not many people abided these rules for long. Daniel, Max and Checo were having a competition about who could drink the most shots of vodka. Checo unsurprisingly one at 12 but he was hammered. Daniel was tipsy at 2 but was proper drunk at 6, sometimes he was a bit weak. You got weaker as you aged. Max was tipsy at 5 and drunk at 9. Lewis wasn't being too sensible either, he had quite a lot to drink. Lando was encouraged to stay away from the alcohol because he was "too young". But Carlos was getting very drunk, having a tequila competition against his teammate. He won.
"You're so fucking drunk!!" Daniel laughed despite his speech being incredibly slurred.
"Piss off!!" Max laughed hysterically for no reason as Daniel walked towards him. Max chucked and back hand slapped Daniel.
"BIIITCCHHHH" He groaned but started laughing afterward.
The only sober people were Lando, Zhou and Kevin. Well, Seb too but he wasn't here. Valtteri had drunk at least two whole vodka bottles already.
"Guess we are baby sitters now..." Kevin sighed, getting his phone out and texting Seb about who was major drunk and who was only a bit tipsy. Lewis walked over to Checo and they just randomly started beating the shit out of each other. Zhou separated them and they just continued drinking. A confused expression sat on Lando's face as Carlos drunkenly approached him and literally kissed his lips.
"Woah calm down!" Lando couldn't help but chuckle as he pushed the drunk Spaniard away.
God this was going to be an absolute nightmare!
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Formula 1 House // 2022
FanficThe FIA decided it would be a good idea to have all of the Formula 1 drivers stay in a house together... maybe this would ease any broken relationships between them. There will be lots of drama, tell me who you would want to see more of in the comm...