"I'm telling you, Kelly, it was so embarrassing! I swear I just embarrassed myself in front of one of the hottest men alive and I didn't even catch his name." I ranted as I sank further into the chair. I groaned as I put my arm over my eyes.
"Do you know what I said? I said that I got lost in his eyes and that he could take me to heaven and back. And you know what I did after that? I quoted Call Me Maybe on him while scribbling my fucking number on his arm, Kells!" I continued. "Oh if my dad were here and saw that he would throw me an amused expression while saying he raised me better than that."
Kelly held a hand in front of her mouth as she laughed at me. She's been finding the whole situation funny or well at least the garage part. She wasn't really pleased with how my Paddock Club Experience had gone.
"Sounds like you had an interesting adventure. Was it Narnia worthy?" Kelly asked, her eyes sparkled with amusement as she looked at my slumped form.
"Who told you about Narnia?!" I wondered as I sat up straight in the chair.
"Why Ana, you would think everyone would know about Narnia, it is after all a popular childhood series. Now, your version of playing in the wardrobe pretending you were in Narnia? I have no idea what you meant." She answered, still far too amused over this whole conversation.
"Now eat your food before it gets cold." Kelly gestured to my food with the fork she was currently holding.
I complied as I slowly ate the food and looked at the circuit that the restaurant overviewed.
"I'm definitely going to tell Max about this as soon as he's done with the free practice." Kelly laughed. Due to my decision to leave the pit tour earlier than what was planned, Kelly had agreed to have our lunch before the free practice instead of after it.
"Don't" I groaned. I still don't know why I gave him my number instead of my username for Instagram.
"It is funny, Ana. Besides, this would be a funny story to post on Twitter or your Finsta. Which reminds me, explain to me again why you got a Finsta that you don't even use?"
"I kind of forgot my login information to my Finsta account." I sighed as I looked towards the window. "And posting this on Twitter?? Maybe I should. Imagine the trending tags."
I grabbed my phone after putting the empty plate to the side and opened the Bluebird app.
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Twitter
Tiana @tatianacastiello111 • 40m
I just pulled a Call Me Maybe move on a really handsome man just to run away from him 🤪
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Daphne Aera @not_apollo.s_lover • 30m
What do you mean you just pulled a Call Me Maybe move???
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Isadora Andersen @not.dora.sen • 34m
YOU RAN AWAY??? LMAOO GOOD JOB DEAR 👏
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Formula 1 @f1 • 38m
The only right way to do it 😌
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Directly after Max had gotten out of the car and taken off his helmet and balaclava, he headed straight towards me. One of the engineers had given him back his phone. "Who's the man you are talking about on Twitter?" Max asked, looking up from his phone where he had most likely read the current trends and my most recent tweet.
"I think he works with the Ferraris," I mumbled quietly to myself. Kelly stood next to me. She was smiling since she still found the whole situation hilarious.
"What?" Max asked. He put two fingers under my chin to raise my head. He was already looking down at me, not in a mean way but mostly due to the height difference between me and him. I was the shortest one compared to Kelly, Isadora, and Daphne.
"I said I think he works in the Ferrari garage." I quickly said. Max removed his fingers from my chin. I could see him send Kelly a confused look.
"Please, Tia. You know I don't understand what you say when you're rapping and stumbling your words together." Max kindly said.
I was about to repeat myself for the third time, my face feeling hot at the reminder from Max. Luckily for me, Kelly decided to finally take some pity on me and interfered instead.
"She said she believes the handsome man works within the Ferrari team." Kelly translated, her eyes shining with amusement.
"You think he does what?!" Max exclaimed, his head snapped to me as he lightly grabbed my shoulders and shook me. "Zij zijn de vijand!" He jokingly said it in Dutch, although I don't think he was really joking.
"Max, this isn't a Romeo and Juliet play. Let's not enter a Formula One version of the Capulet versus Montague conflict." I responded. I put my hands on his and removed his hands from my shoulders.
"It better not be. We might not have swords, daggers, and poison but we do have fast cars capable of causing great injuries should something go wrong." He said while nodding to himself. Dare I say he looked quite proud in what he said, meanwhile, I just stood there staring at him in disbelief.
"You are not running someone off the track on the race, Max Emilian Verstappen," I exclaimed. Max winced at the use of his full government name being used but then he just waved his hand in the air as if he was just swatting away an annoying fly.
"I won't need to run anyone off the track unless it ends up being one of the drivers." He replied.
"Max! You're not my dad. Wait, are you pouting?"
"Why can't you just be happy with me and Kelly? We even have sweet Penelope on our side." He muttered while attempting to give me his best puppy eyes.
Kelly was silently laughing in the background, not making any attempts at trying to help me solve this ridiculous argument with Max.
"No wonder people think I am in a poly relationship with you two." I sighed. "I give up. If you want a Romeo and Juliet situation but without all the deaths involved then fine, you'll get to experience a Shakespeare play in real life." I threw my hands up, laughing as I walked away from the Red Bull garage, leaving behind an amused Kelly and a spluttered confused Max whose overprotective brother instincts have kicked in.
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Gentle with me | MAX VERSTAPPEN
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