𝐒 𝐏 𝐑 𝐈 𝐍 𝐓 𝐄 𝐑 [max verstappen x oc]

two

Lena jolted awake, nearly smacking the alarm clock off of her bedside table as she shot out of bed. Running late was kind of her thing. 

A thermos of coffee and a banana later, Lena was racing down the stairs of her apartment and beginning her day. 

Currently, she was working as a photographer for AS Monaco FC--a football team that was training in their offseason only an hour from her apartment. Convenient and good pay, it was a great deal for her.  

Sometimes Lena's brother would come by Monaco. He'd been there a few weeks ago and his cologne was still stinking up the house. Thankfully, he'd left his bike as a gift for her, meaning Lena didn't have to spend money on the bus every week. 

"Morning, Lenny!"

She grinned as she entered the stadium. "Morning, Jaime!"

He tossed her a file. "Today's schedule. Lucky you--they decided not to practice yesterday so I didn't make you come in, but they've got a packed day today. I'm talking practice, fitness, lunch, meetings--it's photographer heaven."

"How exciting." Lena feigned enthusiasm. Her day job wasn't nearly as exciting as her evening job, but street-racing couldn't really pay the bills. Well, she supposed it could, but she'd already gotten in trouble with the law enough for the first twenty-three years of her life--she could go with some down-low employment. 

Lena tossed her bag onto the sideline bench, grabbing her camera and cleaning equipment. She hadn't cleaned her camera since practice last week, but more importantly she'd forgotten to export all of the photos from that day. Lena cleaned off her frame as she realized she had her work cut out for her today.

"Len!"

She recognized that voice. Grinning, Lena turned around and put her hands on her hips. ""Well, well, well. Someone's on time."

"Someone's early." 

Wesley Mansanu was a twenty-four year old midfielder on the team, and international hearthrob. He was tall and tan, with perfect, white teeth and thick brown hair that he gelled back every day. When he was eighteen, he'd been drafted onto his first football team and eventually rose up through the hoards of ambitious players to make his way here. Wesley was naturally charismatic and ridiculously cute. 

Lena was madly in love with him. 

"You're usually late." Wesley, leaning against the railing in front of her. "What's the occaision."

"You're beautiful face, remember?" Lena lifted the camera and snapped a photo of him. Wesley just grinned, leaning forward more to try and grab the camera from her hands, but he missed. 

Lena held it above her head. "Get back on the grass, idiot. Let me do my job."

Reluctantly, Wesley rolled his eyes and jogged back to the field where the rest of the players were gathering to warm up. Lena let out the breath she was holding in. Wes had acted this way around her for the past three years--flirty and cute, always taking the time to talk to her and spend time with her. Sometimes Lena wondered if he knew his effect on her, or if he really was just clueless. Either way, Lena was exhausted. 

"Hey!"

She sighed. "Yes, Jaime, I know. Going on now."

Lena slung the camera over her neck and made her way to the field to begin a very long day. 

____________________________________________

"What's your plan for the rest of the day?"

Wesley and Lena were standing outside as he sun began to set over the horizon.

"Not really sure." Lena said honestly. "Maybe go get a drink, watch a soap. What about you?"

Wesley scratched the back of his neck. "Probably the same for me. Minus the drinking, obviously."

Most of the players on the team didn't drink during their training months in order to stay healthy. Also, most of them were alcoholics anyway, and one sip would probably send them on a bender. Wesley was one of the younger guys so he still followed what his captains said like it was law.

"That's too bad." Lena smiled as she tightened her hand around the strap of her bag. This was a usual tradition for them--standing outside together before they headed home to separate places. Usually it was because Wesley always stuck around after training to shower and clean up while Lena had to stay late to pack up all of her stuff. They kept running into eachother leaving at the same time so they'd started to just wait around til the other was done.

Wesley pulled his hood over his head and glanced at Lena. "You need a ride home?"

She shook her head. Another tradition of theirs--Wesley asks if she needs a ride home and Lena, who always needs one, says no because she's scared. As tempting as getting in his car was, something in her always urged her to say no. Lena was thankful of that, because she knew exactly what would happen in that car if she got in.

Wesley nodded and started walking away, before turning back around and exhaling. "Would you ever want to, you know...."

Lena furrowed her eyebrows while Wesley searched for his words.

"Like, get drinks or....something, sometime? Like after practice or something..."

Lena smiled. "I thought you couldn't drink during training?"

"I can spare a night." Wesley smiled back.

She chuckled, shaking her head. What was going on right now? Was this actually happening?

"Sure. Friday?"

Wesley nodded. "Friday works." He tried to stop his grin but Lena could see the corners of his mouth twisting. "It's a date, then."

A date. She was going on a date. He called it a date.

Lena bit her lip as she smiled, having to turn away from him and start walking toward the bus stop in order to hide her blush. "Goodbye, Wesley."

"Bye, Len!"

She couldn't stop thinking about him as she rode the bus home. Finally, after years, she was going out with the only guy she'd actually wanted to be with. She'd dating a few guys and had some flings, but ultimately she only wanted Wesley. And now she was getting drinks with him on Friday.

Lena was practically skipping home. 

a/n: 

.....

this is awkward.....

so i lowk dissapeared for a few weeks but im back now! i started school again and just lost a ton of motivation and everything, but things are slowing down and i have some more free time so ive been thinking more about my books and the directions i want them to go in. 

anyway, expect some more chapters of this and maybe a new book that i MIGHT publish....im not sure yet

any way love yall

how's your day going?