𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐖 𝐎𝐅𝐅, ᵐᵃˣ ᵛᵉʳˢᵗᵃᵖᵖᵉⁿ

NINETEEN

31st august 2023, italy

TODAY WAS THE DAY. They had decided to fly into Italy early Thursday morning, and head to the Bonardi house after Max had finished his media day activities. Ella couldn't stop her leg from shaking on the plane, Max was reminded of the first flight they ever shared together. "Antonella."

"Sorry! I'm just so nervous! Do you think they'll be mad? What if they tell us we can't stay at theirs? Alfonzo offered but it's not technically his house. At least we know the boys are semi okay with you," Ella rambled, Max watched her with the subtlest smile etched on his face. Millie slept beside him, not even stirring from Ellas speech. "Antonella everything will be fine, you forget I'm extremely charismatic, and will have your parents approval in seconds."

"Confident are we?" Ella laughed, Max raised an eyebrow. "I was thinking, maybe if things go well this weekend you could stay another week? The next Grand Prix after Monza is on the 15th, I can book you a flight back for the 12th?"

"Really? Yeah I'll think about it! Only if you're absolutely sure that would be okay, and if everything is okay with my parents." Ella thanked him profusely, even just for the offer. "Of course, let me know." He smiled, Ella nodded and returned to reading her book. Max thought she suited her glasses.

"This is it!" Ella said, excited. Max took a look at the house and was amazed by how beautiful it was. Ella was slightly embarrassed, it was no where near as luxurious as Victoria and her husbands family house, and it was a lot smaller. Max's flat was a lot fancier, but Italy was home and she loved it. "Wow," Max said, parking the rental car where Ella instructed him too. "It's beautiful."