By the time I got back to Monaco, the media was going crazy, dating rumours were taking over Formula One news accounts on Instagram and Twitter. Pictures of me and Max on Monday were everywhere, even Christian asked us both if anything was going on.
*buzz*
I looked at my phone, why was Charles Leclerc messaging me? I have talked to him like three times?
Banana Boy 🍌: "Hey, Isabella, I'm throwing a party at my apartment tonight, most of the drivers are coming, and obviously you're invited, some of my friends will be there and you can bring some of your friends too. You know my address, you can come anytime after seven."
Charles was throwing a party? I mean it was the beginning of the season. I replied saying:
"Yeah I'd love to come, thank you for the invite!"
None of my friends lived in Monaco, I only ever talked to Charles and Max who both lived here, I read somewhere that Lewis lived here, but I've never seen him around here. I knew Max would be going because he loved partying.
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I put on a black dress that fit my figure perfectly, before applying some basic makeup, I wanted to look good for this party because someone would be taking photos and posting them, probably George. I curled my brunette hair and grabbed a bag that fit perfectly with the dress, also a jacket because i would be walking. I brought my own alchohol, vodka obviously. Charles probably had some, but I wanted to get drunk.
I walked into Charles apartment as music filled my ears, why was literally everyone here? I saw basically all the drivers, except Lance, Alonso, etc. I saw Charles, George, Alex, Pierre, Lando, Carlos, Daniel, and Oscar all sat on the sofa, doing shots. Looks like a brought like vodka for no reason. Then I saw Max, who was sat on the chair opposite the sofa, laughing about something. They all looked drunk, except from Max who looked sober.
"Isabella!" They all said at the same time, Max said it the loudest though. "Come hereee!" Charles slurred, I walked over and began taking shots and laughing with everyone. I was going to regret this in the morning.
My head was spinning as I danced around the apartment, moving my body to the music. I saw Max walk up to me.
"You are wasted." Max said, trying to hold me in place so I wouldn't fall over.
"What? I'm not even drunk!" I slurred, trying to release myself from his grip.
"You need to go home, it's late. Trust me, you'll thank me in the morning." He said, putting his hand in mine and walking out the apartment with me.
I didn't know what I was doing. "Kiss me!" I said, walking out the door. I was so drunk I didn't even know what I was saying.
"You're shit faced." Max said scoffing, helping me walk down the corridor.
"I mean it! Kiss me!" What was I doing? The words slipped out my mouth, I couldn't control them.
"Isabella, you're drunk, you don't know what you're saying. Now walk or I'll carry you." Max said, why was he so protective of me?
MAX'S POV:
She was so wasted. She just stood there, giving me no help at all.
"Okay then, I'll carry you." I said, picking her up bridal style and carrying her down the stairs, I couldn't see her car so she had obviously walked here. I placed her in my car and put her seatbelt on,
before getting into my side of the car and beginning to drive away.
"Max?" She questioned, her voice was like music to my ears, soft.
"Yeah?" I replied, keeping my eyes on the road. I knew she was gonna say something dumb, she was drunk.
"Why do we argue?" She asked, there was the dumb question, when I thought about it, it wasn't a dumb question, I didn't know the answer either.
"I don't know, Bella." I responded, pulling into my driveway. I got out the car and carried her into my house. I made my way up to my bedroom and lay her down on the bed, before putting a bottle of water, and some medicine on the bedside table, along with a Redbull shirt for her to change into.
"Here, get changed, and drink this. I promise you'll be thankful in the morning." I said before walking out and giving her privacy.
"Max!" I heard her shout. What did this woman want now?
"Yeah?" I said walking in, she was sat up in bed, still with her dress on.
"I can't take my dress off. Help me please." She said, I could tell she had sobered up abit. This is going to be awkward.
"Fine." I said, walking up to her. I pulled the straps down, before pulling the dress down and off her feet, I tried to not look and be respectful, so I just chucked her the Redbull shirt and made my way to the guest room.
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ISABELLA'S POV:
When I woke up the next morning, my head aches and my ears rung. I wasn't in my room.
"Please tell me I didn't just fuck a Formula One driver." I said to myself, before looking what I was wearing. "A Redbull shirt? Max?" I thought to myself, why was I in Max's house? I walked out hm the door and saw Max, in the kitchen, making food, breakfast presumably.
"Max?" I said, "Why the fuck am I in here?" I asked, he turned around quickly.
"Isabella!" He exclaimed, "You scared me!" He smiled, his smile lit up my world.
"Can you answer my question?" I said, smiling slightly.
"Oh yeah, you got wasted last night, so I took you back to mine. Don't worry, we didn't do anything." He said, smirking. My phone buzzed, a notification from Instagram, George had posted something on his story. A picture of everyone at the party, damn I did look wasted. Max was next to me, his arm around my waist, Charlotte stood on the other side, Charles' arm rapped around her waist and pulling her in closer.
2 HOURS LATER:
"How's your head now?" Max asked, looking over at me. His eyes studied my body language as he always did, looking at my hand movements.
"Yeah, it's a lot better. Thank you." I replied, smiling shyly. He smiled back.
"Okay, what time do you want to go back to yours?" Max was so full of questions. He always wanted to know how I was.
"Whenever, I don't really care." I said, chuckling slightly.
"I'm bored!" Max exclaimed, making me flinch, Max saw. "Shit! I'm so-"
"Don't stress it, Max. It's okay." I reassured him. "I don't know how to cure you being bored though." I said chuckling. "We could watch a movie?" I suggested, changing my posture as I'd been slouching on the couch.
"Yeah, sure." Max said, grabbing the remote from the coffee table infront of him and handing it to me.
"You choose, I don't know what to watch." Max said, smiling.
"Okay.." I said, I didn't know what to watch just as much as Max did, but I decided on my favourite category, horror. Watching horrors were so scary, but I thought the way everyone jumped was funny, it was the best part. I was just as scared as everyone else, and I was always the one to hide behind a pillow. I clicked on Insidious, I hadn't seen it yet, but loads of my friends had told me to watch it.
"A horror?" Max questioned, looking at me with a confused look, I just nodded. "I thought you wäre scared of them." He laughed.
I quickly put the movie on as Max grabbed two blankets and gave one of them to me.
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A/N: sorry I've been un active guys! Ive been busy but I'm back to trying to get a new chapter out every night!
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Romance"Fuck, just shut up and kiss me already." Max whispered, his voice husky, his eyes darkening.
