COMPLETED: Love in the Fast Lane // Max Verstappen

Chapter 28

Y/N's POV

I couldn't stop smiling as I walked to my room to pick out an outfit. I had wanted Max for so long and now I finally had him. I picked out a nice dress for dinner and hoped Max would be taking it off me again afterwards. I went to his room, dress in hand, and knocked on his door. Quickly he opened it and let me in. After closing the door he gently pressed me against it and kissed me. "I dreamed of this Y/N. I dreamed of you." His words gave me butterflies. "Me too." I said, truly meaning it. His lips met mine again and he moved his hands from my neck to lower on my chest. The touch made me drop my dress.

"We should get ready for dinner." He said with a smirk. He pulled me towards the bathroom and started the shower. He picked me up and placed me on the counter. He began to undress me while we waited for the water to heat up. After I was naked he looked at me and smiled and I felt my face heat up. "Why are you looking at me like that?" I asked, folding my arms across my chest. He moved my arms and held my wrists at my side. "Let me look at how beautiful you are." I felt my skin burn as his eyes trailed over my body. He wasn't just looking at my body, he was looking at me. His eyes held nothing but admiration in them. He removed his hands from my wrists. "It's my turn to look at you." I said, beginning to undress him. I was slow and methodical. First his shirt, then the belt and pants, lastly his boxers. He held his arms up like a ballerina and did a twirl making us both laugh. "My beautiful boy." I said, touching the side of his face. My thumb passed over his cheek slowly and softly.

We both got into the shower and fought for a place under the water. I think Max ended up letting me win, but I'd never admit that. After a little while Max told me to turn around. I had my back to the shower head originally, so now I was facing the water and my back was to him. I heard him pour shampoo into his hands and he began lathering it on my head. My eyes shut in pleasure and he worked his hands through my hair. This moment felt so intimate. Like right now we had become the only two people in the world. Right here we were everything.

When he was done I turned around again and he rinsed the water out for me. We took turns washing each other's bodies. "Don't forget to get behind my ears!" I teased. "I would never." He said and placed a kiss behind both of them. I turned around to face him. Our heads touched, intentionally this time, and we both closed our eyes. The water fell down our faces coming together at our noses. I placed my arms around him, needing him closer. He welcomed me and embraced me with the same need to hold one another. We didn't speak. We didn't need to. So much was said without saying a thing. The comfort I felt in his arms was something I had only ever experienced when I was a child. Blissfully ignorant of the real world. In Max's arms I could be blissfully ignorant again.

After our shower we both got ready to go out to dinner. I did my hair and makeup in the bathroom. "Are you ready yet?" Max asked from his room. "Almost! I'm just missing an earring!" I said looking around for it. I swore I left it in my bag somewhere. I turned my head and looked at the door, which had now opened. "Max!" I yelled as he walked in. "What?" He asked, confused. "I'm not ready." I said. He walked behind me and placed his hands on my hips. "You were just looking for your earring, again... And besides, you look ready to me." He kissed the top of my head then rested his chin there. I looked at the two of us all dressed up in the mirror. It didn't feel real. This day didn't feel real. "Then I guess I can go without the earrings then." I said. I smiled and faced him properly. "You look very pretty tonight." I said and I saw him blush. "I could say the same to you." He said with a soft smile. I don't mean to sound biased, but he looked genuinely happy.

"Before we go, can you tell me why you pulled me into a closet?" I asked, remembering the reason we're even going out right now. "Ok, I don't want you to freak out." He started to say. "I'm afraid it's too late for that since this is how you started your story." I said, feeling my heartbeat quicken. "I saw Kelly in the hallway." His words sent a shock through me. "What is she doing here? Are you alright?" I said. I was concerned about how he might feel. I know seeing her had to be rough. "You're not mad?" He asked. "Why would I be mad.?" I said, confused. "I don't know. There's just a lot of shit between me and her and you and I thought maybe you'd be mad." I felt sad after hearing what he said. "Thank you for telling me the truth." I said. "And I'm not mad. Honestly, I'm a little grateful. If it wasn't for her we would have never ended up in that closet together." I winked at him.

"Can I ask you something then?" He said. "Shoot." I told him. "You are Charles... you're like over right?" He looked like he was holding his breath. "Yeah. I told him I liked someone else." I said, giving him a cheeky smile. "Can we go now? I'm starving." I said, making my way out of his room. "Ok... But just to be clear that someone is me right?!" He asked, following me out of the room. I turned around and planted a kiss on his lips, taking him by surprise. "Does that answer your question?" I asked, smiling at him. "Hmmm. Could you repeat yourself? I'm not sure I heard you." I gave him another kiss, a bit more passionate than the last. "I knew you had a crush on me." He said after we broke apart. "You got me." I said, throwing my hands up in the air. "There's no denying it now. I am head over heels for Max Emilian Verstappen." I began walking away talking louder. "I want everyone to know that I, Y/N Y/L/N have a big fat crush on Max Verstappen!" Max ran up behind me and scooped me off the ground. I pulled my knees up to my chest as he spun me around and kissed my neck. "Stop it! Put me down!" I said while laughing and lightly smacking his arm. "Only if you say the magic words..." He teased me. I brought my mouth close to his ear and whispered. "I'll suck your dick after dinner if you put me down." I watched as his face got red and he slowly lowered me to the ground. "I would've taken a please, but this works too." He said smiling.

We left the hotel and made our way to his car. I reached for his hand as we walked and I felt him pull away. I shoved the uncomfortable feeling I got away and thought maybe he just wasn't a PDA person. He gave me an awkward smile, which I returned. When we got in his car he immediately reached for my hand which made me feel better.

After about a 45 minute drive we arrived at Le Cabochon. It was absolutely gorgeous. "Bonjour Monsieur. Bonjour Madame." The hostess said to us as we walked in. "Would you like a seat on le terrasse?" They asked us. "No. " "Yes that would-" Me and Max began at the same time. "I'd rather be inside." Max said to me. "Are you sure? It's very nice out." I said to him. "Yeah I'm sure." I felt disappointed, but I didn't want to push it. The inside of the restaurant was nice, so I didn't mind too much.

"Do you like French food?" Max asked. "Yeah I grew up eating a lot of it since I'm from there." I said. "You are?" He asked. I forgot I hadn't really told him much about myself aside from the fact that I played tennis and owned a company. "I was actually born in Paris. My dad met my mom there while he was playing tennis. Me and my dad moved after she passed." I remembered telling all of this to Charles, but it felt different saying this to Max. I thought back to that night on the boat and I just felt vulnerable. Like I could have said anything. Telling Max this was intentional and meaningful. "I had no idea Y/N. How come you never mentioned her?" He asked. "My dad never likes to bring her up, so I've learned to avoid talking about her." He nodded knowingly. "I don't know exactly what that's like, but I didn't have my mom around for much of my childhood either. When I was 9 my parents split and my sister moved in with my mom and I moved in with my dad. It was hard because I felt like I lost both my mom and my sister in the blink of an eye." I thought about little Max and seeing him sad. "I'm so sorry Max." I said reaching for his hand. This time he took it. "Thanks. I think not having a mom growing up made me really vulnerable." He reflected. "How so?" I asked. "Everything that happened with Kelly I don't think I would have allowed if I didn't feel like I was missing some maternal figure in my life." His words made me realize just how fucked up their relationship had been. "Y/N..." He said. "Thank you.". "For what?" I asked. "For making me realize what I was doing to myself. No. For making me realize what I was allowing her to do to me." He said. "You should thank yourself." I said. "You were the one who decided to do what was right." He squeezed my hand and smiled. Such a simple act, yet it made me feel like my world was melting away.