"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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her heart was pounding wildly in her chest.
she stood before her full length mirror the image reflecting a gorgeous light turquoise coloured dress that fell down to her mid thigh, the back exposed yet tied at the same time with her long brunette hair flowing peacefully with a small bow
The girl that stood before the mirror wasn't someone she would of recognised once upon a time ago, one that would of rather ate a snail than go out with max verstappen off all people.
Her younger self would of been disappointed... she would of looked at older lita with a pout and wide eyes, demanding to know why she didn't go on a date with Justin Bieber sorry little lita
The brunette haired girls trans of starring into the mirror was broken with the sound of a firm knock on the door.
Max.
The thudding in her chest grew as the sound of her white heels clicked on the old wooden floors of her apartment
It had been a week since the Dutchman had asked her to go on a date, he didn't give her the vibes of someone who would bring a girl flowers and hold her bags when she was shopping but yet here he was as she swong open the apartment door.
The redbull driver stood tall with a lazy smirk on his face, he had a pair of navy suit pants and a crisp clean white shirt on, the first two buttons undone to give a teasing view of the broad chest underneath
"Well don't you look unreal sweetheart" his tone was teasing as a small flush took over her cheeks as she looked up at him
"So sweet of you" she played off the compliment with sarcasm as butterflies made their home in her belly "you clean up rather sharp"
"Gotta make a good impression" max spoke cockily as he let his eyes trail over the French girl infront of him
Pulling his arm away from behind his back litas eyes widen slightly
Yellow roses.
They had bloomed brightly making it hard to miss in the white hallway of her apartment complex.
"These are for you" he held then out to her as a warm feeling spread across her chest
"They're beautiful" she whispered in awe as she looked at them giddily
"They're you favourite right?" Max's cheeks glowed a slight powdery pink, a hard to miss detail if lita hadn't been paying close attention to well everything about him.
"They are" she nodded with a massive grin on her face making the Dutch man feel accomplished "how did you know?"
"I have my ways" he shrugged cockily as he watched her go place them away and grab her purse.
