we had landed in England and I had told my parents not to pick me up and that I could take a taxi. George and Carmen didn't know I was coming and it was best it stayed that way. I had lied and said I needed to be at the factory and that was why I was coming by.
Max had tried to relax but I could tell his legs had been bouncing throughout the flight. Once there, we had taken a taxi from the airport to my parents' house. I tried to think of a way to introduce Max but maybe it would be better to see what happens when you arrive.
we quickly got up to the block and when we arrived I thanked the driver while Max collected our bags. I took my bags and then Max's hand as we started walking up the driveway towards the front door.
"are you ready?" I asked before knocking.
"I think so"
I gave him a kiss on the cheek and knocked on the door before opening the door. I called out that I was home and soon after heard my mother calling from the kitchen. I knew she was standing there with dad so I hurried over there.
"hello, I'd like to introduce you to someone...formally" I said and gave them a hug.
they looked at each other questioningly before I heard footsteps behind me and Max came into the kitchen looking uncomfortable. I was worried that they would throw him out because they knew who was the cause of my crash.
"mom, dad.. this is Max Verstappen.... my boyfriend" I said nervously and was scared of their reaction.
"Hi Max. nice to meet you" my mom said with a smile.
My father rose from his chair and held out his hand.
"Hey Max, welcome,"
Max looked relieved and shook Dad's hand.
"Thanks, nice to meet you," he replied politely.
"Come and sit down," Mom said, gesturing toward the kitchen table.
"We just prepared some tea."
We sat down at the table and I felt the tension slowly begin to release. Max looked around the kitchen, obviously mesmerized by all the family photos and memorabilia decorating the walls.
"so Max. it's not that hard to figure out how you met, but how did you end up together" my dad asked with a serious tone.
"erm. we didn't get along at first... I don't know if belle has told me anything about it but we were forced to get to know each other and after that it just rolled forward" Max said, clearly nervous.
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FanfictionBelle Russell is the sister of racing driver George Russell and when she becomes the first female driver in Formula 1, she didn't expect that she and her teammate would have a hard time getting along.