"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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The day that lita got to spend back in her own apartment felt like heaven.
She got to curl up in her own bed, stuff her face with as much cookie dough as she wished without being judged and of course she got to spend time with mr scampi (a golden maltipoo that was always grumpy)
But at last, lita was back on a plane which at this rate felt like her second home and was on her way to the Netherlands.
It was a beautiful country filled with kind people but she never really got the chance to spend real time there outside of races maybe one day she will...
By the time the flight had landed, lita met up with her half brother Aaron and of course gave him a souvenir from her trip to the Bahamas
The souvenir was a lovely belly top with 'I ❤️Bahamas on it' and of course a seashell bracelet to go with it, safe to say the glare she received was worth it but she didn't let on that she saw him slipping the bracelet on.
After a 2 hour drive with banter from her brother, lita made her way into the hotel lobby and checked in
A part of her was excited to finally have a room to herself for this weekend, it ment have her own space again and not getting woken up when max came back
But then again it ment no cuddles or the sight of the Dutchman cooking her the most ridiculous foods (his words not hers) because she didn't like anything on the hotel menu
Her stomach turned.
She was already missing having the Dutchman beside her even after spending a good 2 or so weeks in the Bahamas with him.
The room had a gorgeous view of the city when she finally got up to room 807
The walls were a gorgeous yellow sunset colour giving a comforting vibe and the dark wooden planks gave a sense of safety.
The room had an en-suite filled with warm whites and marble countering, the bedroom had a king sized bed with a tv attached to the bottom and of course a balcony to top the look
Christian had out done himself yet again.
Putting her suitcase on the wardrobe, too lazy to unpack her stuff, lita flopped onto the bed on her belly
There was only one thing left to do...
Nap time. _________________________________
The red-bull garage was bustling full of technicians and mechanics making sure the asphalt was the right temperature for the tires and if the weather was gonna turn
as usual there was a large group of fans were stacked in the stands waiting for the exciting upcoming practise laps
It was obvious that it had been raining not long prior to the practise luckily the track was mostly dry for the tires.
Lita walked in her red bull hoodie and bootcut jeans, her sunglasses finding purchase on her forehead as her eyes were glued to her phone
She didn't know if she should feel stupid for trusting Aaron to guide her through the over crowded, buzzing paddock.
As soon as she stepped through the garage lots felt herself immediately pulled into a bear hug Tori.
"Oh my god I've missed you" the blonde women squealed as she squeeze the brunette tighter
"Can't" lita gasped dramatically "breath."
"Sorry" the blonde women winced as she pulled back from the girl "oh my god I have so much to tell you"
"I'm sure you do" lita looked up at her pr manager amused but it didn't take long for a prickling feeling to slither up her spine...almost like there was a pair of eyes on her...
As the blonde women rambled quickly to sum up her three weeks off lita let her honey coloured eyes wonder round the garage until they finally settled on an unsettling sight of a battered Jos verstappen
a nasty purple bruise showed off on his lower jaw and his usually normal nose seemed to be slightly crooked with two smaller yellow/greenish with a hint of violet bruises under his eyes gleamed in the garage lighting yikes.
He seemed to do a poor job at covering them up but lita wasn't going to lie about not feel to guilt over it, it was gonna happen sooner or later
Jos had a thing for not knowing when to keep his mouth shut.
But what confused lita even more when her eyes landed on the holy sight of the tall and broad younger verstappen was his badly wrapped knuckles which seemed to have smudged blood on it
Turning off on a confused Tori, lita walked over to the Dutchman and looked up at him with her eyebrows gently furrowed.
"What happened to your knuckle?" She felt a small pit form in her stomach, even if it was a minor accident she still felt concerned and worried for the other red bull driver
"What? No hello? How are you Lonnie?" He looked down at the brunette amused but his heart spiked at the sight of her clearly worried expression
"Yeah yeah" the brunette rolled her eyebrows "answer the question Emilian"
He didn't want to lie to the heavenly women infront of him but he was also...worried? For her reaction "I got into a fight"
"You got into a fight?" Lita starred at him blankly as her worry grew "with your dad?"
The Dutchman stayed quiet underneath it all he was worried that lita would be scared of him, he wasn't a violent person...he just didn't understand why he bites.
Letting out a small sigh lita carefully slipped her hand into the Dutchman's and pulled him out of the garage and to her retirement room
Taking a seat on the dark grey sofa and watching the French girl walk around the room to get some supplies and unwrap his badly bandaged knuckle max let out a low sigh.
They both stayed quiet as lita began to clean his busted knuckle, the last thing they needed was for it to get infected
Finally growing the courage to speak up as the girl before him concentrated on his wrong doings "you." He mumbled quietly
Lita paused what she was doing and looked to him even more confused about the situation "what?"
"He was saying shit about you Lonnie" the Dutchman sighed and looked away as he felt the honey dribbled eyes on him "my dad I mean"
"Oh" lita mumbled, she knew that Jos hadn't been a fan of her especially since she was a girl in f1 and seemed to always be testing his son for his position as the first driver for the team
More silence.
"You know..." max started slowly "I'm glad you weren't there Lonnie. Not because of those crude bullshit things that he spewed out about you but because I got angry...really fucking angry. I saw fucking red."
She bite down on her lip as she listened while he continued "I didn't want you to see me like that...I don't want you to ever see me like, violent...angered" he bit down on his bottom lip as lita let go of his hand once his knuckle had fresh wrapping on it
For a second max through that lita might have been annoyed with him over becoming violent even if his father deserved it and had for a long time but instead she cupped his jaw and rubbed gently
"My hero" lita smiled gently and it wasn't long until her lips touched his gently
Even the villains can be good guys, it just takes the right girl to come along.
Au note// hope you guys enjoyed this chapter, sorry if there's any bad spelling errors I got my nails done and it's hard to type :(, poor Carlos getting appendicitis but it was nice to see Ollie on the grid xx
