Summary:
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Lewis and Max can't stand each other and they have no problem showing it to everyone.
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We started out as rivals on the track
Trying to tear each other apart...
There was a tension between us
Growing with every mention...
The lion was fierce, brave and bold
The panther was swift, quick and cold...
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Lewis and Max were two of the most talented and competitive racing drivers on the circuit. They had been racing against each other for years, and their rivalry was legendary.
Max was known for his aggressive driving style, while Lewis was known for his cool and calculating approach to racing. They both had their fans and their detractors, but one thing was certain: they hated each other.
Their animosity towards each other had been brewing for years, with each driver taking every opportunity to take a swipe at the other in interviews and on social media. They were both at the peak of their careers, with Lewis having won multiple championships and Max being the current reigning champion.
But after the first qualifying of the season the situation wasn't looking really good for the Mercedes. Lewis was P2. He should be happy, it was just the qualification and besides P2 is a good result, but how could he be happy if the only person in front of him was Verstappen and that with a gap of 5 seconds.
5 fucking seconds.
The Brit was fuming with anger. Max and Checo were standing in front of the screen, analysing the race. But Lewis solemnly focus was on the younger Red Bull driver.
Oh, how he hated the other.
He must be standing there longer than he intended to, because suddenly someone patted him on the shoulder.
"What's the matter, Lewis? Can't handle losing?" Max whispered mockingly.
Lewis closed his eyes and tried to breath through his nose.
Don't let him get to you.
There're cameras here.
There're cameras here, Lewis.
Lewis turned away from the other before saying "I didn't lose, the red flag screwed me over."
And they still had to go through the post-qualifying-conference.
God, give him strength.
"And Max, the post from your ex-girlfriend which was-" Lewis didn't pay much attention to the rest. Not really keen to know about Max Verstappen's love life.
"-wis,Lewis" someone called him out loud.
"Hmm-sorry, I kinda zoned out." He said flashing the lady in the front row a smile.
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Mercedes Champion and Red Bull's Golden Boy.
Fanfiction💕 One-shots of Lewis Hamilton and Max Verstappen. (Some stories are from me, while the others are from the website AO3 and aren'twrittenby me.)