"Cause you and I, we were born to die.."
Or
In which:
Lolita rozier "lita" and max verstappen despise each other that much that they can't stop thinking About one another.
Real life
Started: 28/9/23
Finished:
Book 1 of 'young and reckless' series
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This was it.
After weeks of anticipation and stressing over what to wear it was finally time for the eras tour...
Lita had barely slept a wink the past 2 nights, too busy acting like a child on Christmas Day when they get a new toy
The plane ride was filled with excited squeals and last minute checks as both of the redbull drivers flew the verstappen jet to Wembley
After a long time of deciding with autumn as what era to go as lita finally decided to go for...
The midnight album.
It was between that or reputation but after seeing Taylor's outfits from her instagram (and having a slight gay panick) lita just knew it was perfect
and of course autumn had went out of her way to spend her nights making a body suit just like one of Taylor's for her to wear sending the French girl into happy tears.
The Wembley stadium was packed from the moment the gates opened to let everyone in
Outfits and themes from different albums created an array of colours causing a massive grin to over take litas face as she held a slightly grumpy Dutchmen's hand.
Max was wearing a simple pair of jeans with a pink polo top in commencement of the 'lovers' album with a small heart drawn on his cheek after insistence from lita, his left wrist showing off 4 friendship bracelets
There were anticipation in the air as the two made it through the queue and made their way into the stadium, max keeping her close as to not lose her in the massive crowd.
"So where are we sitting?" Lita looked up at him before glancing around at the different signs of where each seating letter was
"About that" max hummed lazily as he looked down into her golden eyes
"We're not sitting" he stated bluntly as looked back up and continued to pull her with him
"What do you mean?" She furrowed her eyebrows, the French girl wasn't sure if he meant what she thought he meant or if he was just messing with her
"Were down at the bottom sweetheart" now this caused a slightly squeal to pass her lips as he pulled the cup passes out and hung it around her neck causing some stares to go to them
"Why didn't you tell me" lita huffed as max just snickered
"What fun would that have been?" He leaned down and gave her a small kiss on her bottom lip before he was quickly dragged down the corridors
"What are we waiting for, let's go I wanna try get near the staged" lita hummed as she moved like a panther
It was gonna be one hell of a night. ______________________________
Litas throat ached slightly as she stood with a massive grin on her face
Her face was flushed and her heart was pounding against her chest as she watched the magnificent blonde on stage, dressed like a goddess.
Max's arms were around her waist and his chin was on her shoulder as he held her against his chest
It was currently the 1989 era and Taylor was singing 'style' the French girls favourite song off the album.
The crowd singing was blazing through the stadium, each heartfelt and personal a place where they could all be their selves
It was one special atmosphere.
"Look over there" max mumbled into her ear, it was still hard to hear him but lots could just about make out what he was saying as she paused her singing
Turning her head left and then right, litas eyes slowly widened as she spotted Ryan fricking rynolds.
Looking up at max astonished, lita let out a giggle as he just leaned down and kissed her cheek
This was wild.
Deadpool himself was even singing his heart out to Taylor Swift, leaving lita in amazement
Lita never wanted to leave this moment _________________________________
By the time midnight rain began playing litas feet were sore from her heeled boots and she was growing tired
She was glad she had a redbull before she came.
She was swaying with Max's hands on her hips as the sky began to darken
Both of their wrists were covered in friendship bracelets that were kindly given through out the concert by fans.
Max's eyes were stuck on litas face the hold time as her smile never faded even though he could tell she was exhausted
He knew that she'd sleep well tonight.
His chest swelled with warmth as he watched his girlfriend enjoy herself, more than he imagined at first
Words were burning on his tongue like poison, begging to slip out as he pulled her closer as the beat dropped.
Fireworks began to go off as max leaned down and stole another kiss from lita as she scrunched her nose
He was glade that he got to be the one to experience this moment with her, that he had caused this happiness that swelled in her chest as soon as he had told her
This was it for him...
This is where he belonged.
Au note// hello lovely fellow f1 enjoyers or just max lovers. I do apologies for not posting last week I was exhausted from comic con. Tbh I'd was definitely a unique chapter, wasn't sure how to actually end up writing the concert but I hope yall enjoyed. Still heart broken over Logan :/ xxx
