At The King Of Speed | Lestappen

Chapter 9

"He was loved around the whole earth, we hope to see him in joyfull memories for our whole lives. Speaking for the whole Royal British family." The King said as he stood infront of a microfoon at the funeral. These people were all speaking mindlessly, it wasnt like they would be thinking about this for their whole lives. It wasnt like it affected them as much.

Camera's were clicking and snapping pictures as i tried to ignore the tears forming. It was near the end of the ceremony, luckily. "As child i saw him alot, he was a close family friend of ours so when i heard he passed away it was a suprise and not a happy one may i add. Today i want to respect and enjoy the moments he gave us when alive, and think about everything that hadnt been done if he was never here." I looked up hearing the familair voice, it was Max. Max fucking Verstappen, his speech may have been the most meaningfull one of them all.

A smile crept upon my face seeing him again, i couldnt explain why i could even think about smiling in such times but when i say him i could not help myself. As we made eye contact i saw his eyes softening for a moment, i could feel something in my stomache as i gave him a small smile. As response he gave me a nod, quickly walking off the podium.

As the ceremony came to a end i wanted to do nothing more than run away and dont look back. Though i needed to attend some greetings with Royal family's before i go, i was the new King so it would be my role. I heard condolences everywhere i walked or said something, although these words didnt help a mere bit for the things i was feeling.

As i walked towards the Dutch family i noticed the missing presence of the Prince, "Where is Max? I would want to thank him for his speech." I said the last part improvising, i really just wanted to see him i didnt really know why. But i did know that i didnt want to waste energy thinking about talking to him.

"He was just looking for you. He's probally at the microfoon stand." His sister said as i thanked her and immediatly began walking. I saw him standing there, jaw clenched looking around for someone. I walked up to him and as he saw me he immediatly grabbed my hand leading me to a empty room.

I was shocked but didnt complain, he closed the door and embraced me hanging into me as if his live was depended it. I let out a quite sniffle as he began rubbing my back, i didnt need to say anything and he knew how to comfort me, i fucking loved him. "Its okay, its going to be okay dear dont worry."

I cried, i dont know for how fucking long but i do know that he comforted me every fucking second. As i was angry, sad, in denial. He helped me, i could describe his perfume and eyes in every detail, as i had smelled and seen them a dozen of times. He would run his hand up and down my back as i half sat on him, sometimes even kissing my forehead. I needed to admit that these things would create some kind of blush, but thats normal right?

I clung to him for my dear life as i calmed down, after a long time cuddeling he helped me clean myself up from tear stains and puffy eyes, as we went over to the people again. Guests started asking questions about where we had been making up lies as Max and I shared smiles. I would never forget this, how he held me, how we looked at eachother. How i cried on his shoulder and he didnt mind. If i was a girl i wouldve kissed him.

And no, that doesnt mean im gay.

|| Very short chapter but i am writing this at 1 am on a balcony and its ff cold. But think you will like this chapter! No but i love the cuddeling im this chapter and hope to write it soon again! Hope you enjoyed! <3 ||