𝐃𝐚𝐳𝐞𝐝 & 𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐟𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐝 (M.V.)

20

Max's POV:

Dylan was gonna leave tomorrow to see her mom. She was supposed to stay all break. I'm not gonna lie, I was gonna miss her, I wish she could've stayed longer.

She hadn't come out of her room. She was sad and I didn't know how to comfort her. I wasn't good at it but I was willing to try.

I knocked on her door.

"Come in." I heard her voice and I opened the door.

I saw her wiping away her tears and leaned against the door frame.

"Dyl, you need to eat." I put a plate of food in her nightstand and she looked at it. "And bathe." I joked and she chuckled softly looking up at me.

"Why? We're not going out, are we?" She raised her eyebrows.

"We are." I replied and she looked at me confused. "I told the boys what happened and some of them flew all the way here to cheer you up." I told her and she smiled.

"You call them "the boys"?" She asked amused.

"Shut up." I rolled my eyes smiling and she giggled. "Charles, Lando, Mick, Lance and Pierre where the ones who could come." I listed them and she smiled.

"Fine. I'm taking a shower." She smiled, her eyes lightening up as she stood up.

"You better." I joked and she rolled her eyes as she walked in the bathroom.

[...]

I was waiting for Dylan. I was sat in the living room. I heard the door open and she walked in the living room wearing cargo pants and a white crop top. I looked at her mesmerized. She looked beautiful, like a dream. Her hair perfectly falling on her shoulder. Her pink lips curved up in a smile.

"Do you like it?" She spun and I smiled.

"Yeah, you look beautiful." I admitted and she looked down chuckling softly.

I stood up and she looked at me. She smiled amused as she tilted her head.

"Please tell me your shirt doesn't say "daddy" right now." She pointed at my shirt and I looked at it.

"It's fashion, Dylan." I joked and she laughed shaking her head.

"You need to lend me that shirt." She spoke as we walked towards the door.

"Never, it's my favorite shirt." I replied opening the door and she chuckled as she walked out. I smiled and walked out closing the door.

[...]

We got to the club. We were wearing dark shades and baseball hats to avoid being seen by the paparazzi. We walked towards the entrance and the guards looked at us.

"Max Verstappen and Dylan González." Max pulled his shades down.

"Welcome Mr. Verstappen and Ms. González. They're waiting for you in the VIP room." They stepped aside letting us in.

"VIP room?" Dylan raised her eyebrows and I smiled.

"Told you I'd make you feel better." I replied and she chuckled softly.

I put my hand on her waist as we walked in. I saw the people there pointing at us and whispering.

"I think the cap and shades didn't work." I spoke as I pulled my shades down.

"Told you. We just look ridiculous." She replied pushing my shades up the bridge of my nose and I chuckled.

We walked towards the VIP room. There was a man standing in front of the door. He looked at us.