"and he laughs at all my jokes
and he says i'm so american
oh, god, it's just not fair of him
to make me feel this much"
in which singer riley evans
and f1 driver max verstappen
are forced into a relationship
that neither of them wants.
max verst...
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Liked by ellajames, danielricciardo, and others maxverstappen1 my girl did it, she's back on tour!
i can't even express how proud i am of riley, the little rockstar that somehow wormed her way into my heart. she cares and loves so much for everyone around her and it's evident in everything she does (she literally planned the start of the tour to be during the @f1 summer break so we could all be here). i love you to the moon and back, ri!🧡
(she's not going to see this until later, but she has no idea i'm going to propose at the end of the concert)
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Tears were stinging in my eyes as I waved to the crowd, thanking them for coming tonight.
Tonight.
Crowd.
I was back on tour again.
I'd purposely planned the start of the tour to be during Summer Break so that all of my driver friends could attend opening night with ease. Unfortunately, I wouldn't be able to attend most of the remaining races due to being on tour, which is why having the start of tour being during their break was so important.
Nearly half the grid was here tonight.
It felt so fucking good to be back on stage, doing what I'm pretty sure I was born to do.
My parents were even here too, and Ella, and Max's family, and Lili, and Ella's parents – hell, I wouldn't be surprised if more people from Formula 1 were here.
I waved more to the crowd, not wanting this moment to end. I'd sang my last song and it was time for me to leave the stage, but I just couldn't. Something about being out here, in front of thousands of people, was just so magnetic to me.
Suddenly, the cheers got louder. And I grew confused.
Watching the crowd, I saw their gazes stray from me and to something or someone behind me. I turned quickly to see what they were looking at and my confusion only grew.
Why was Max walking out on stage with a microphone in hand?
He laughed at my very obvious confusion, smiling brightly at me as he closed the distance between us. Upon reaching me, he held a hand out for me to hold, and hesitantly, I took it.
"Hi." He spoke into the microphone.
With ease, Max turned me, probably so I couldn't easily see the screens because as soon as they were out of my line of sight, the crowd grew quiet – aside from a few murmurs. I'm so confused.
