Cooper Reynolds released a groan as she heard the voices outside her hotel room door, she was already dreading the upcoming conversation after her actions last weekend when Max had pushed her off the track and ruined her race.
"Cooper, Let us in."
"We just want to talk."
"We didn't bring Seb."
She heard three different accented voices of her best friends by the name of Pierre Gasly, Mick Schumacher, and Daniel Ricciardo causing her to smile softly whilst walking to the door and opening it.
"Seb better not be on the other side of this door." She called out as the door was halfway opened.
"We have coffee!" Pierre Gasly said while walking in with a smile completely ignoring her question as she fully opened the door causing the rest of them to follow.
"Well good morning to you too Pear."
Cooper said whilst taking the coffee that the blonde French driver was holding with a roll of her eyes, trying to hid her smile by taking a sip of the hot liquid.
"White chocolate Mocha, you did good." She added as she tasted the familiar taste of her favorite coffee on her tongue.
"Love you too Coop." Pierre chuckled while missing up her hair earning him a glare for the brown haired woman that stood next to him. "See I do remember your favorite coffee drink."
"Yeah only when you want something, so what do you want?"
"You to be nicer."
"What he's trying to say, is try to be nicer to Max."
Daniel Ricciardo told her with a laugh as he watch the Frenchman try to beat around the bush so he wouldn't get punched, something that they both knew was coming sooner than later with this conversation.
"I'll take your request into consideration, it's been denied."
"Told you she'd deny it." Mick Schumacher said as he wrapped his arm around the Americans shoulders with a smile.
"You couldn't possibly know that."
"I've know her longer than you Daniel." Mick said with a laugh as he shook his head causing the Australian to roll his brown eyes playfully.
"Tell him to stop running me off the track then maybe just maybe I'll be nicer."
"That's not happening."
"It's Max."
"He'd laugh in his face and walk off plotting revenge."
"Then sorry about your luck because I'm not backing down like a scared little bitch."
"Wouldn't expect you to Coop."
Pierre said proudly with a smile as he placed his coffee on the nightstand of the room before jumping on to the unmade bed.
"You are a child." She grinned as she jumped in to the bed next to after placing her coffee next to his and looked up at the other two.
"Is that all you needed? If so then you can show yourselves out. I want to go back to sleep."
"I got chewed out and I want to know why, that's the main reason I'm here."
Daniel told her with a chuckle as he remembered the long lecture that he got from the German driver by the name of Sebastian Vettel the weekend before, without any memory of what exactly warranted the attention of the four time world champion.
Much less an angry four time world champion.
"Depends who you got chewed out by."
"Sebastian, not just any Sebastian Vettel, an angry Sebastian Vettel."
"Oh, that's a long story."
Cooper told him with a laugh as she remembered the night in Vegas that she had with him and Nico Rosenberg, a fond smile growing on her lips as she had the memories flash through her mind.
It was one of the most memorable experiences in her formula one career so far other than her first win.
"We have time."
Mick called out whilst jumping into the bed next to her, sandwiching her in between him and Pierre so she couldn't escape.
"One word, Vegas."
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"Do you think you can take on the Red Bulls this weekend?"
A reporter had asked Cooper in the press conference as she was sitting in between Max Verstappen and Sergio Perez.
"The pace has always been in the car so I have no doubt that we can, the only issue is a certain someone not driving fairly."
"Says the one that ran me off the track last week."
"Sorry what was that?"
Cooper questioned with a raised eyebrow as she shot a glance towards Max having heard him mumble something quietly.
"You heard me Reynolds."
"I think you need to repeat yourself Verstappen because it sounds like your still blaming me for what happened in Australia."
"Because you are at fault, it was my racing line."
"Replays show that it was my racing line and you turned into me."
"Maybe we shouldn't do this here?"
Sergio Perez asked as he looked at his teammate and the brown haired American driver that was glaring intensely at each other like they were about to start throwing punches at any second.
"Next Question please."
The interviewer said as he looked out at the reporters to find someone to ask the next question, so the tension could go down some.
"Then you might want to get some glasses."
"The only one that needs glasses is you."
"Looks like that's it for today."
The interviewer said as he gave up seeing the American and Dutchman weren't going to give up this fight easily, but also saw that the media was more interested in the arguing duo to give out questions.
After all this would be a bigger story than any question that could've been asked, two rival's fighting would always win the attention than some basic questions that they get asked every weekend.
"Let's go Max."
"Let's go Cooper."
A/N
Hello lovely readers.
A short update and I don't know if it's good, but I wanted to get one out.
What do you think?
The more we go in to the book the more we'll see her friendships.
I'll see you soon for the next one.
Enjoy
Thank you~ Jackie
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DYNAMITE// MAX VERSTAPPEN
FanfictionIn which a Mercedes driver falls in love with her rival Formula one story Book cover by: @RubyLouise19 Plot by: RubyLouise19