A HIT NEW BOMBSHELL ENTERS THE F1 WORLD
Celia Winter, the first woman to ever win a Grand Prix and the woman that almost (by 9 points) won the world championships her second year
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After returning from the Netherlands Celia was exhausted. She just laid on Max living room floor with Jimmy half on top of her while starring at the ceiling.
She didn't know how she came to the conclusion but she had to end it. She had to do it before it would hurt even more.
Holding hands in public was stupid and dangerous. Meeting each others families was even stupider. Hell they weren't even dating.
"We need to talk" stated Celia after packing up her stuff since she wanted to go back to her house now after making her decision "sure, what's up?" asked Max turning around and letting go of Sassy who was on his lap
"This" Celia pointed between them "has to stop" "What?" asked the Dutch man confused "it ends now, i gotta go" she picked up her bag and walked in the direction of the door
"Celia, NO tell me what the fuck is going on" yelled Max after her "don't you see it?" asked the Blonde "Max we are rivals, we aren't supposed to be together not like this— actually not in any way at all"
"You have known that since this started why are you chicken out now? What changed?" asked Max standing up from his kitchen chair "if the media finds out they will slutshame me and say I am just with you to distract you and to win the championship. I got enough hate for being bisexual" she took a deep breath
"I really gotta go" she wanted him to say it that she shouldn't go and to fight for her even if it would never work instead Max just looked at her with a blank face until she made a step towards the door "Celia" slipped past his lips and she looked at him for probably the last time before she reached for the door handle
"Don't go" she turned around again "why? Because I am again breaking my heart since you are too polite to do it?" yelled Celia "I AM TO POLITE TO BREAK YOUR HEART? I DON'T FUCKING WANT TO BREAK IT, CELIA. AND SINCE WHEN DO YOU CARE ABOUT WHAT THE MEDIA THINKS? The Celia I know doesn't give a fuck about anyone outside of her comfort zone"
"BECAUSE THIS COULD AFFECT MY CAREER WHILE YOU JUST FUCKING SIT THERE SMILE FOR THE CAMERA AND WIN ANOTHER CHAMPIONSHIP. BUT I WILL NEVER BE SEEN AGAIN" their argument had turned into a yelling match
"WELL YOU AIN'T GONNA LOSE YOUR F1 SEAT. YOU ARE ONE OF THE MOST TALENTED DRIVER I'VE EVER MET. YOU ARE SECOND IN THE CHAMPIONSHIP BY 16 POINTS! AND IF THE PRESS, MEDIA AND I DON'T CARE WHO TALK SHIT ABOUT YOU I WILL TELL THEM TO FUCK OFF AND LEAVE THE LOVE OF MY LIFE ALONE." everyone in F1 knew Mad Max but no one ever saw him this angry, angry at himself, angry at Celia, angry at the world, just angry
"BECAUSE OUR FEELINGS, OUR RELATIONSHIP ARE BETWEEN US AND IF SOMEONE TRIED TO GET BETWEEN US THEY CAN GO AND SINCERELY FUCK THEMSELVES" "WE CAN'T FUCKING CHANGE THE WORLD IT IS TO FUCKED UP FOR US TO BE TOGETHER" yelled Celia back a tears rolling down her cheeks
