"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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By the time max had made it up to the hotel room it was almost pitch dark outside
It was like a massive sauna which made him change his polo shirt (which he had been wearing since qualifying) as he tried to get over the anxiety racking through his body like a nasty itch.
He had spent the day gathering the elite team of f1 avengers...or well Daniel, lando, Lewis, Charles, autumn and with some good bribing and a forced begging Aaron
He needed to fix this with Lonnie.
It was like he couldn't breathe. He felt like his body was being repeatedly dragged under water, trapped by chains of guilt and despair to break free
the longer the couldn't talk to her...
Hold her.
Kiss her.
The deeper he was sinking and the further the damage would swish.
Max had worked out by now that a dozen of yellow roses a day wouldn't work, texting or even calling her wouldn't work and no matter how much it pained him to he decided to give her space
Big mistake.
Lita was the type of girl to over think and spiral into a a trap of her own mind. Leaving her with this much opportunity thinking about their sticky situation was a bad idea it couldn't be anymore obvious even if there was a massive red light blinking to warn him which he ignored he knew he was a selfish bastard for that.
So he conspired and planned. The Dutchman filled the room with various flowers ranging from pink peonies to red tulips and orange rose petals on the bed
He placed different candles filled with the comforting scent of lavender and he had bought be a little soft pink and purple dinosaur with a little hat on it placed on the bed accompanied by over a dozed sugar worm packets.
Max's palms were sweaty making him feel stupid as if he was back in high school, the ache in his chest still calling loudly for its soothing from the brunette driver.
As time ticked on and the later the evening grew, the more doubt settled over max. If Lonnie didn't end up coming back to the room he wouldn't hold it against her, if he was in the situation with himself he wouldn't want to see him either
Sitting on the couch with his elbows on his knees and his head resting on the palm of his hands, max sucked in a sharp breath as the sound of the 'buzz' echoed around the room notifying anyone in the room that the door was unlocked.
Standing up and wiping his sweaty hands on his jean pockets max stood and watched as the French girl opened the door and came to a halt
Litas eyes drifted around the unusual scenery that hadn't filled the room when she hadn't left it that morning.
Once her eyes caught those gorgeous swirls off blue she felt her throat dry up "what's going on?"
Clearing his throat the Dutchman shifted his footing as he tried to keep focus on her and not the increasing swelling of anxiousness "I need you to forgive me Lonnie"
Lonnie.
The nickname that she hadn't heard in over 2 weeks but what felt like a life time.
"I know I messed up big time" max continued on as he shoved one of his rough hands into his jean pocket to stop fidgeting "I know I was a massive dick by thinking I had a say with sending your father away"
"But you have to know I didn't know that my dad had planned us to share a room, I don't know what sort of delusional plan he had by I had no part in it" max took a careful step forward as he watched lita stay quiet as she stared at him
"I can't sleep, I can't eat" he swept a frustrated hand through his messy brown hair "I fucking need you Lonnie to function and seeing the hurt, the fucking betrayal in your eyes the other day in your apartment haunts me."
"I just-" max finally let out a defeated sigh as the brunette didn't move but it was still a small victory that she wasn't telling him to go fuck himself like she had before.
"Let me make it up to you" he swallow thickly as he stopped infront of her, his exhausted eyes racking over the familiarity she gave off
"Please." no matter how desperate he sounded he just needed to know if there was a chance to salvage this or if he'd have to go bigger.
It hurt lita knowing that he had struggled the past few days like she had, that he was lacking sleep the energy to eat and just about everything else.
But the relief she felt in her chest felt lifting, when max hadn't acknowledged her in the garage earlier felt crushing because it nearly confirmed everything she thought about how he was finished with what the had but now...
Now he was in front of her pleading for forgiveness but the more she stayed silent the more doubt she saw roll into his eyes
"Don't make me get on my knees and beg Lonnie" sent a shiver down her spine and with a vine of hesitation lita stepped forward and buried her head into his brood chest.
Immediately wrapping his arms around her shoulder and practically cradling her, max felt the panic leave him.
Their body's cling to each other, trying to absorb...steal the comfort that they had both had been desperate for for the past few days. Their body's molding to fit together like a puzzle.
It had been so long...to long since he got to have her like this and he wasn't going to waste a breath now that he has her back in his arms
Where she belonged.
"I'm gonna make this up to you" he mumbled as he placed a kiss on the top of her head as lita melted into his warmth
"I promise"
Au note// hello lovely readers, I love reading all your comments especially on the last chapter because I'm sure we were all ready to slap max and his dumbness. I was so happy lando got to start in first place in pole just unlucky that max passed him but he'll get his chance. I hope you enjoyed this chapter xx
