"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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Around 9am the sound of the golden door handle being pushed down filled the quiet room.
Trying to close the door quietly, lita crept over to her hotel bed where the clothes she had worn yesterday had been moved into her suitcase for her.
The sight of the empty bed beside hers made her breath out in slight relief, maybe max had already headed out to do his own thing
But just as she moved her suitcase to the bed and began to dig through a voice cleared behind her causing her to pause...
"Well good morning Lonnie" max spoke sharply with sarcasm causing her to look over her shoulder and up at him.
"Good morning max" she smiled sheepishly as she took in the sight of him leaning against the bathroom doorframe
His toned arms flexing against his chest as he kept them crossed tightly. He was wearing a pair of simple grey sweats and a black compression top making a heat spread across her lower belly what a heavenly sight.
"Where have you been" he raised an eyebrow as she turned her back to him and pulled out a baby blue sundress with spaghetti straps and little white daisy all over it
"Oh you know, here and there" she shrugged gently as if to dismiss his query oh he did not like that
Pushing off the bathroom door frame he stalked behind her almost as if he was creeping up on his prey...
His rough hands clasped around her hips firmly before twisting her to face him "I asked you a question Lonnie" he spoke sternly
"I was out with autumn, lando, Lewis and George last night" lita looked up at him, her honey eyes expanding slightly as she took in the sight of his messy hair
"You know I waited up for you?" She almost winced as his words reached her ears "and you didn't even have the decency to come back Lonnie, s'not very nice of you"
Her bottom lip caught between her teeth "I stayed at Lewis's" her answer caused Max's eyes to narrow and his grip on her hips tightened
"You just stayed at Lewis's" he mocked back dryly, a familiar feeling burning in his chest just like when he watched Liam talk to her last week
"It's kind of a tradition" she quickly spat out causing his eyebrow to quirk up curiosity
"A tradition?" Max asked slightly confused
"Every time we come to Silverstone autumn, lando, Lewis, George and I all go to this little village pub after the race and then we crash at Lewis's house" lita explained happily while max stared at her with slight surprise
"Every year?" Max asked "yeah well no one really notices because no one usually has to share a room, not like us this year"
"And you all stay over, not just you?" It felt like a weight had been lifted off his chest as she nodded, he knew it was unlikely but the itching thought of something happening between Lewis and his Lonnie made max want to claw his eyes out
