Shadows Between Us - Max Verstappen

one - the party

Amelia made her way through the paddock in order to find Charles. She had made her part, now she was ready to leave.

"Amelia!" She heard her name being called and found Charles walking in her direction.

"Hey! Really great race." She said, smiling at him.

"It could have been better, but I'm happy with the result." He said. "I was wondering if you wanted to go to a party later? We make it a tradition to always party here in Monaco."

"Sure. Text me the details. I really have to go home and take a nap now." She said, making Charles laugh. They said their goodbyes and Amelia left.

As soon as she got home, she threw herself in bed and slept for 2 hours. When she woke up, the sun was setting and she had to get ready for the party. Charles had sent her where it was and it was in one of the most popular clubs in Monaco, and her favorite place to party.

She showered, got ready and headed out. When they got to the club, Amelia told her driver that she didn't need him for the rest of the night and, so, he left. She rushed inside when she saw flashes of cameras, and started looking for Charles. She hated paparazzi so much. They always did their best to photograph her in her worst states, which then led to a screaming match with her father.

She started her way through the dancing people, trying not to get hit by someone. Charles had said they were in one of the private rooms in the back, so that's where Amelia was headed. Finally, she saw him talking to one of the other drivers. She patted him on the arm.

"Hey! You're here!" Charles said, hugging her and making her laugh.

"You're already drunk." Amelia said.

"Of course! You need to get on my level." He said, shoving a shot glass into her hands, which by the smell she could tell it was tequila. "This is Pierre, by the way. Pierre, this is Amelia."

"Hi, nice to finally meet you." Pierre said, smiling. He too picked up a shot glass and the three of them took them. Charles introduced Amelia to the rest of the people and she ended up sitting next to Kika, Pierre's girlfriend. Amelia could already tell they could become good friends.

As the night went by, there was never an empty glass on Amelia's hand, thanks to Charles. She continued to get to know Kika, as they drunkly laughed and Kika told her how the parties with the boys were always crazy.

"You know," Kika said. "There's someone who hasn't stopped looking at you the minute you walked in here. I don't know how you haven't noticed."

"Who?" She said looking around.

"Max over there." Kika said, looking over to where he was, and Amelia immediately caught his eye right before he looked back to who he was talking to. "He's not even trying to be sneaky about it."

Amelia didn't know what to think of that. He was incredible handsome, specially tonight. She laughed it off, putting one leg over the other and unconsciously fixing her hair a little.

"You want him to be looking at you!" Kika said, a surprised look in her face.

"No I don't! I don't even know him." Amelia said, feeling her neck heat up. She looked back at Max, catching him once again looking at her, but this time it took him a heartbeat to look away.

Amelia tried her best to ignore Max's gaze for the rest of the night. At some point, after all the dancing and drinking, Amelia excused herself to Kika and went to the big balcony connected to the room they were in, to catch some air. When she got there, she realized she wasn't alone. Max was there, leaning over the rail. She decided to talk to him and ask him to stop looking at her.

"Is there something wrong with my face?" She asked when she approached him, crossing her arms in front of her chest. He looked at her with such intensity, she felt tense.

"Quiet the opposite, princess." Max said, looking back at the street, a little smirk on his lips.

"I would appreciate if you stopped staring at me all night." Amelia said, lifting her chin up.

"You could only know that if you were looking at me too." Max said standing straight in front of her now. A little too close for her liking.

"Look, I don't even know you, and you looking at me is making-"

"I'm Max." He interrupted and stretched his hand in front of her, for her to shake. She frowned and slowly took his hand, shaking it a little. "And if you want to know me so bad, just ask Charles for my number."

He said, turned and left the balcony. What an absolute dick, Amelia thought rolling her eyes. There's no way in hell she would ever want to talk to this guy again. So all the things she read about him were true. He was rude and inconsiderate. And she wanted nothing to do with him.

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