"Watching the race?" I answer, I mean it is the truth
"Seriously after yesterday you think is okay for you to show up here?" He says and gets angry, completely different from how he acted yesterday when he broke up with me
"Im not here because of you, im here because I enjoy watching the race" I respond
"Don't lie to me again"
"Come on get over yourself. You said it yourself yesterday that you knew I liked someone else and you're the one that broke up with me, I didn't do anything other then write songs" I tell him
"I need to get over myself? You were the one dating me while loving someone else"
"That someone else was someone I didn't think would work out anyways, maybe it will, I don't know, but I dated you because I like you and not for some pity points"
"Who even is the guy you're so in love with? He must be some sort of legends the way you talk about him in your songs"
"Arthur don't. You're only going to make it worse" I tell him
"Come on tell me who it is" he says and grabs my wrists and I try to pull myself out but I can't as the tightens his grip even more
"Arthur. Let me go" I say in a serious tone
"Is he bothering Dyl?" I hear Maxs voice ask from behind me
"Stay out of it Max, it's none of your business" Arthur tells him and I give him a worried and scared look
"Oh well in that case..." Max says and fakes backing away before his fist meets with Arthurs face, making him let go of me as it took him by surprise
"Oh fuck that hurt" Max says looking at his red knuckles and I look at both of them, being overwhelmed by what happened
"You bastard" Arthur says covering up the place that Max hit him and reaches to punch him back but Max grabs his arm, stopping him from doing so
"Its Verstappen and you better back off before you I need to hit you again" Max threatens him and puts himself between me and Arthur
"You are a psycho" Arthur says before walking away
"Are you okay?" He asks me worried grabbing my hands to look at my wrists that are slightly red from Arthurs grip on them
"I.. ehm..." I fail to form a sentence as that whole scene was kind of turning me on
"Maybe you should put something cold on ur wrists"
"I'll be fine. Im just really hard right now" I say and realise what I sad after Max' eyes widen
"Hurt I mean hurt, not my wrists but I never thought Arthur would act like that" I correct myself "are you not going to get in trouble for hitting him?" I ask
"Its a price im willing to pay" he respond
Fuck me, this not being public is killing me. I would kiss him right this moment like theres no one else around
"Okay maybe something cold on my wrists isn't a bad idea" I tell him and he nods
"Alright just follow me" he said and walks ahead into the garage past all of the other team members through a door and up a couple of stairs into his drivers room
"Oh damn" I say as I see how comfortable his driver room looks compared to Charles'
He opens his mini Redbull fridge and opens a freezer compartment inside of it and takes out two ice packs and kneels infront of me with them, holding them against my wrists. Making by body shiver, but not because of the cold but because of his gentle and soft touch
"You know I can hold them myself" I tell him and he shakes his head
"Let me just do this for you" he answers with a smile
"I don't know what happened to Arthur, he was always such a sweet guy... what if I broke him..." I say filled with guilt
"He broke up with you remember?" Max says and looks at his knuckles which are fiery red
"Yeah because I didn't feel about him the way I feel about you... I should've never said yes to a date with him"
"You can't be mad at yourself for being human, you tried to give him a chance and it didn't work out, those things happen" Max makes a valid point and I accept it for now
"Put something cold on ur knuckles aswell" I say and take the ice pack out of his hand to hold it against it, making Max groan in a bit of pain
"You cant just let me take care of you, can you? You always gotta do something in return" Max shakes his head with a smile
I stare at his face seeing that the Balaclava prints are nearly faded, but the messy hair is still doing its job, I bite my lip as a response to what im looking at and Max smirks at me
"You okay there?" He chuckles snapping me out of my gaze
"Yeah, I was just eh... admiring the view" I tell him
"Oh really?" he smirks "you better take it all in and get used to it" he adds and kisses the back of my hand softly while maintaining eye contact. A gesture that isn't remotely sexual but yet my mind responds to it with some dirty thoughts
"I should probably get in the shower, I got to go to the post race debrief in a bit" he tells my and pushes the ice packs back on my wrists as he stands up
"I will head back to the hotel when you're at the debrief" I tell him and he nods
"Alright" he says and searches for something in his drawer "here take this, I got a second keycard. Just make yourself comfortable, its room number 708" he says and gives me the keycard to his room
"I already got a room with Tom, I can't really stay out all night without him noticing, I haven't even told him about what happened with Arthur" I tell Max
"Then just tell him you are spending your night at Arthur's" he says and winks at me while opening up his racing suit
I throw the ice packs on the couch and stand up, unable to hold back anymore as I place my hands on the sides of his neck, pulling his face down to meet with mine to connect our lips. He responds to the kiss with placing his hands on my waist, the movement matching the rhythm of our kiss. My hands slowly wander higher, running through his messy hair, messing it up even more.
After some time we back away from each other
"What was that for?" Max asks confused, but unable to hide a smile
"You just look so good right now and that punch against Arthur was the cherry on top" I smirk and he raises an eyebrow
"Im completely sweaty and my hair is messed up tho" he says and I bite my lip as I nod my head
"Ohh... I see" he adds and runs his tongue on the inside of his mouth and I cant help but smile even more
"You uhm, you should get ready" I says smiling stupidly at the floor
"Right" he says and clears his throat "I will see you in a bit"
"I'll be looking forward to it" I say and walk to the door "have fun at the debrief" I say and leave the drivers room walking back to the garage with a stupid grin on my face which I can't hide. I walk out of the garage towards the exit on the Pit-lane, suddenly hearing my own song playing through the speakers.
I really made it this far...
