love to hate you.

"Pierre.. please.."

I sat down as far as possible from Pierre. Luckily that wasn't that hard because most of the drivers decided to go out tonight. We all sat together in the VIP area and had some drinks.

Charles, Arthur and Pierre sat together because they entered first. I was more then lucky to see Daniel already having some drinks and i rushed over to him away from Pierre.

"Daniiii" I scream over the loud music while walking up to him with open arms. As soon as he sees me his smile grew bigger and he walked towards me also with open arms.

"Mil!!" he hugs me before he spins me around checking my outfit out "You look absolutely breath taking wow!!"

I giggle "Stop it you're making me blush"

He smiles and wraps his arm around my waist pulling me close to him. He leans down and whispers in my ear, giving me goose bumps. "I like it when you blush. We could skip the foreplay and head back to the hotel room straight away" he says with a wink.

I laugh, shake my head and punch him playfully against his arm "You little flirt! You better go and grab me a drink will ya?" He gives me a kiss on the back of my hand before leaving to the bar.

I sit down on one of the sofas in our area. Unfortunately this seat is across from Pierre who i caught staring at me. Avoiding his eye contact I take out my Phone and check my socials.

Just as I opened my Instagram someone sits down right next to me. I doesn't even have to look up to realise who that was. I knew him too well.

Max Verstappen.

I put my phone away and look up to him "What do you want Max"

He moves closer to me "You."

I keep a serious face "Keep dreaming"

"The last time I remember you didn't mind"

"The last time was months ago, move on."

He smiles as he comes even closer. Now I smell that he already drunk a lot of alcohol.. Perfect. He puts his hand on my tight and let it wander higher.

I was frozen.

Unable to move.

Pierre's pov

The second I saw her this evening I had to fight hard not to stare at her the whole time.

Hate to admit it but she looked fucking perfect.

I was surprised as she invited me for tonight but it was probably just because of Charles.

I was more then glad that Charles and I where able to start talking about some things. We still have to clear everything out but for now it should work.

Not gonna lie I kept an eye on her the whole time.

Seeing her with Daniel all close and flirty made me already fume. But that was nothing against the rage fuming thru my body as I saw Max sitting down next to her while she was on her own.

I knew things between them didn't ended very good and that makes it even harder not to run over there and slap the shit out of him.

He wasn't good enough for her...

'neither are you' says a voice in my head but I shut it down.

The second he touched her tight all I see was red.

Before I knew what I was doing I already stood in front of them pulling Max up to me on his shirt. "You better start running or-"

He interrupts me laughing "Or what Gasly?"

"Or I'll break some of your bones Verstappen"

"Who do you think you are?! Just leave me alone with her she wants it that way!"

"You have no fucking idea what she wants!"

He laughs making me want to wipe that stupid smirk off his face.

"I'm the one that she fucked so you better fuck off now." he says.

I take a deep breath "Don't you dare to talk about her like that!" I grab his shirt and pull him closer. I clench my jaw and I was just about to throw a punch into his face.

Everything was a blur. I couldn't hear nor see anything else then Max.

Suddenly I recognise a warm touch on my biceps but my focus is still on Max. That changes as I feel a warm and soft hand on my cheek turning my head sideways.

As soon as I look down I look into Emilias eyes. I would recognise them everywhere. As soon as we lock eyes I feel my heart beat slow down.

"Pierre he's not worth it."

"But he-"

"He is not worth it." she says while not breaking the eye contact.

I become a bit more chill and calmed down. Unfortunately that ended as soon as Max opens his mouth again "cute your slut holds you back".

Everything turns red again "Don't fucking talk about her like that you peace of shit!".

Max stays quiet and looks between me and Lia then he laughs. "Wait a minute.." he continues laughing "You two fucked!? That's hilarious!".

"You better shut the fuck up now I swear i'll-"

"I mean I know she's good in bed but you really got it bad don't you?"

"Okay that's enough" I storm towards him and grab his shirt. Just as I was about to throw a punch at him I feel Lia's hands on my chest pushing me back.

"Gasly I fucking told you that he's not worth it!!"

I try my best to calm down but all I want was to wipe that dump smirk off Max's face.

She grabbed my face and made me look in her eyes "Please calm down".

"But he-"

"Pierre please.."

The worry in her eyes caught me off guard. I take a step back. As I realise that everyone is looking at us I feel uncomfortable. And bering this close to Lia doesn't help a bit.

Without thinking any further I turn around and make my way to the private terrace, away from everyone.

what the fuck just happend?