"Cause you and I, we were born to die.."
Or
In which:
Lolita rozier "lita" and max verstappen despise each other that much that they can't stop thinking About one another.
Real life
Started: 28/9/23
Finished:
Book 1 of 'young and reckless' series
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"Alright lita, you have Charles behind you by 3.437 so let's switch to defence" Alex's usual chirpy voice rang through litas radio "there's only 5 minutes left, we've got p1 in the bag"
The usual hum of the engine was just a thrilling as before. Lita had got a good start with scoring position 3 in yesterdays Canadian qualifying, it had always been one of her good tracks.
Neither max or lita had spoke about the small inchident from the night before. Not only did it make litas stomach heat up whenever she thought back to it but it also began to bug her since all max had now done was avoid her like a plague or give a normal heated glare.
lita honestly didn't really know what she expected to happen this morning, so she decided the best play was forgetting about it all together. To lock it in a small box to be covered by dust and never discovered again.
The clock continue to count down as she switched to different defence patterns against the hurling Ferrari behind her. She was honestly surprised he had caught up.
"And that's another p1 under roziers belt, holding her Canadian winner title for the 2nd year in a row" she could now hear Alex and the other team members cheering fill her radio, she couldn't help but feel a sense of pride.
"Thank you Alex that was another great race this season, honestly thank you" lita giggled as she went on to do a cool down lap before driving the red and navy car to the p1 spot.
As a trusted engineer rushed over to her, lita pulled out her steering wheel and pulled herself out of the car along with ditching her '42' helmet and balaclava.
Litas dark brunette hair was fuzzy in its braids with sweat lining the top her forehead and the red-bull suit sticking tightly against her back making her squirm slightly at the feeling.
The sound of the roaring crowd once they saw her sent her into a happy spiral, the affection and support that they gave her was something she would never take for granted,
Sure there were people in the world that believed lita shouldn't be racing because 'f1 was a sport for men' still existed and believed she would never even come close to matching racers such as Michael Schumer or Lewis Hamilton but that didn't stomp her motivation or desire to follow the only thing she had ever known.
Charles's arms wrapped around her smaller frame causing lita to laugh as he kissed her cheeks and praised her for the win.
"Cherie, tu as fait un travail incroyable, comme toujours, félicitations" cherie you didamazing as always, congratulations, Charles chuckled as he stared down at her with an excited gleam in his ocean like eyes.
"oh arrête ça, félicitations à toi aussi seigneur Perceval" lita laughed back cause Charles to crack his famous smirk and continue to chuckle boisterously. oh stop it, congratulation to you too lord perceval.
The two stood happily taking pictures together for the media, she even waved over to lando and even blew a joking kiss over to his twin sister, autumn who she had grown quiet close with through the years.
Charles wrapped a hand around hers gently to drag her off to the podium
But as she spun around to follow happily her eyes locked with a certain pair of dark blue ones, almost like sapphires. Max.
He stared at them coldly, almost making her shiver even though it was quite a hot temperature. He looked infuriated with a spark of something else unfamiliar that Lita couldn't quite read. Huh, must be mad about getting p3...right?
the podium didn't last to long and lita was completely covered in champagne thanks to Charles and max. As much as she'd love to just got back to the hotel and shower, lita still had to do interviews. ____________________________________
Lita sat boredly on a plain white spinny chair, she had her race suit tied loosely around her waist revealing a white fireproof top. She had a redbull bottle in her hand with the long straw being her favourite part whilst cameras flashed left and right.
Lita didn't particularly mind doing interviews but she honestly just wanted to go back to the hotel and into bed.
Different questions flew left and right, spinning between max, Charles and herself, usually it would of been a sofa but this time they were stuck at a table.
"This one is for Charles, are you surprised about such a good result? I mean we all seen how your last race had ended" a random journalist asked, as Charles went to respond litas mind wandered off,
She wasn't thinking of anything in particular. Okay...that was a lie she was 100% thinking about her and max holding pinkies while watching a movie.
Lita was honestly surprised how he hadn't complained about being not only so close to her which he usually like to "whine" about but he even chose to do it after getting one of her sugary gummy worms.
Who knew all it took was a packet of sugary gummy worms? Maybe Christian should of invested in that method sooner.
lita must off zoned out for quite while because all of a sudden she felt a massive hand make a home for itself on her thigh under the desk, she felt herself snap her eyes over to max who was already staring at her.
She felt fuzzy inside but she played it off with narrowed eyes before batting the hand away or well attempting too but it wouldn't budge instead if opted for rubbing small circles on the inner bit of her thigh which sent goosebumps up her spine,
The look in max dimly lit eyes were practically yelling at her to pay attention causing her to sigh like a child before focusing in on the interviewers again when she realised a few eyes were already on her.
"I'm sorry could you repeat that" quite a few people let out a chuckle at her adorable confusions causing her cheeks to burn Scarlett
"I said how does it feel to win a race in Canada yet again?" The blonde girl chuckled "what can I say? I don't want to sound too modest but It was an honest surprise, i do quite love the circuit and it has seemed to be sort of a lucky race grounds for me. Overall I'm quite over joyed and the team is happy as-well I mean it is another win for the team"
Lita saw tori give her a big grin and thumbs up from the very back of the room. She felt like giving herself a pat on the back
The rest of the interview lasted for another good hour quite opposite of what lita wanted. Maxs hand stayed on her thigh the whole time, against her will it left a small burning like sensation on her pale skin,
She was fully convinced that Charles had seen what was going on since he gave her a sort of funny look and then looking away quickly but a excited look sill gleamed his eyes which worried her what he was thinking.
When the interviews came to a finish, lita let out a small breath of relief when she stood up and grabbed her bottle from the desk. She was happy that max scurried off straight away like usual and that Charles never commented either
All lita could do was fantasise about having a long, refreshing bath before snuggling into bed with a packet of sugary gummy worms but unfortunately she would have to leave the last part for later since Lewis was forcing everyone out to a dinner before they all went their separate ways until the Austria gran prix
Lita already knew it was gonna be a long night....
