NOTHING IN THIS WORLD// MAX VERSTAPPEN

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"Why am I even helping you with this?"

Alex Albon rolled his eyes in distaste as he was standing beside that of his team mate at Red Bull racing, Max Verstappen.

"Because you love Ocean and you want to make sure that she's happy... even if that means helping me?"

Max Verstappen responded with a cautious smile upon his pale face, his hand scratching at the back of his neck awkwardly, with the pair of them looking as confused as could be.

"I hate you for this." Alex released a small whine, his hand lifting to drag across his face.

"You can hate me... after you tell me what is Ivory?" Max shook his hand dismissively, with the pair standing in a store full of makeup.

He didn't even know what contour was, let alone foundation, mascara or blusher. He had no idea which products were which, what were the right colors for Ocean, and what was actually good quality.

"Well, it looks pale, so it could be your color." Alex answered as he lifted the bottle of liquid up in to the air, holding it under the light to see if it was the right color match for his best friend.

"That doesn't help!"

Both Formula One drivers released a sigh of relief as a member of staff walked towards them with a helpful smile upon their face, offering to help them since they looked lost.

Which they definitely were.

"He's trying to sleep with my sister, so he wants help to impress her." Alex blurted out, causing the Dutch man to release a startled cough, eyes widening in shock.

"No, I am not! I'm not trying to sleep with her! I love her, klootzak!" Max raised his voice from the shock, his hands raising upwards slightly.

The shop worker stood there dumbfounded as the two men bickered back and forth, clearing their throat multiple times to stop their argument to no avail.

He moved to grab some of their best selling products that would fit with the skin tone of the client, guessing that due to the bottle of foundation still in the hand of the tall man that she was of pale skin tone with neutral undertones.

He deserved a raise for this, he thought.

"There you go, those are my recommendations." The worker spoke up, stopping the heated debate, their eyes full with surprise at how quickly he had selected things for her.

"Oh, uh, thanks."

"I can also recommend condoms if there's going to be more arguments." The worker raised their eyebrows as he spoke, seeing two unamused faces staring back at him.

"Or not."

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"I'm gonna kill that Dutch dick."

Alex Albon groaned in fustration as he stared at his phone from where he had received a text message, with multiple confused faces looking back at him.

"What did he do?"

"Lily answered the door at my place for a parcel... he's fucking sent me condoms."

Loud laughter erupted from the throats of his friends, with George, Lando, Charles, and Pierre cackling loudly, the sound ringing loudly in his ears which would definitely give him a major headache.

He knew that it was a way to annoy him after the incident when they went makeup shopping together, he should have known that Max was going to come up with something stupid like he had.