Anti-hero ~ Max Verstappen

35

Avery's POV

-I have already given my answer to Christian by the way.- I say turning my gaze back to the view.

-You did?

-You're going to have to see me in another garage for a few more years at least.

-You are staying then?- He didn't seem disappointed or sad with the decision, it's not like he was excited about it either.

-I can't leave now, they've given me everything. I feel comfortable in the team, I don't want to leave. Besides, the Austrian anthem is playing too much around here as it is, who else is going to make things interesting?- I try to joke.

-I am so proud of you.- he said holding my hand and intertwining our fingers.

-For not going to your team?

-For choosing for yourself and not for anyone else- he pulled our hands and left a kiss on the back of mine- Do you want to go back to the hotel?

-No, let's stay a while longer here please.

We didn't return to the hotel until hours later, we talked about everything and nothing. About the season, the race, the last few years. But also about what we had for breakfast, how I had to call Fernando to my room earlier today because a giant moth had got in and I couldn't get rid of it or how the first thing Max was going to do as soon as we start winter break is eat his weight in pizza.

The next day I treated everything as if it were a normal race day. I got up, ran, had breakfast and got ready before going to the circle where Marie was waiting for me at the entrance, she knew that I preferred to come here alone on race days.

-Have you talked to Max?- she asked when we passed infront of the Redbull's garages.

-Last night, he knows that otherwise he distracts me on race mornings.

-Aren't you going to go wish him luck?- I shake my head.

-That would distract him more than help him. I already told him everything he needed to hear yesterday. He's ready, I'm ready, we know we wouldnt see eachother until we hit the track.

When I got to my garage my father was already there waiting for me, I gestured for him to accompany me to my drivers room and he followed me without question.

-Ready, honey?- he asked once we were inside.

-As ready as I will ever be.- I say preparing my clothes for the race.

-Is your boyfriend ready to lose?- I stand with my fireproof in hand and I look at him, who was just stating at me with a smirk on his face.

-I know what you're doing and I'm not having this conversation now.- I gesture for him to turn around while I change and he entertains himself by looking at some of the gifts that the fans have given me this race that I have on the table.

-At this rate you would have told me right before walking you down the aisle-He said dramatically.

-That would have been ideal, yes.- I finish putting on my fireproofs and pull my suit up to my waist, dropping onto the couch to tie my shoes.- And don't act offended, I told you there was someone, I just left some details out.