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The tension was as thick as knives and the silence was deafening

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The tension was as thick as knives and the silence was deafening

It felt like time was ticking slowly and that there was a massive wall standing between max and lita.

Neither knew what they were meant to do or say...not after their meeting with Horner

How were either meant to decide who got to have the team focus on them winning the championship and who was getting left behind in the dust

To be a pawn in the game.

Over the last few days neither of the two red bull drivers had spent much time together, it felt like they needed space

Lita couldn't understand how the team were making them choose this while max was anxious...

Anxious that he was gonna lose the brunette girl.

The Dutch driver knew that their relationship was strong but so were both nico rosberg and Lewis Hamilton and he could see they way they were now after Mercedes did the same to them

Even if the two former teammates were finally talking again, their friendship would never be as it was and that's what caused max to wake up sweating at night.

Lita had spent most nights in her apartment in Monaco, laying curled up in her bed alone while max had spent a lot of time over at Daniel's

Which may or may not be across from litas and may or may not be so that he could catch glimpses of the girl that seemed to hold his heart captive.

Neither red bull drivers had mentioned what had happened to anyone, it was practically a third person in their relationship.

Come Wednesday morning, max woke up with a ache in the back of his head

Getting another restless night, his body felt stiff and his hand subconsciously to the cold empty space next to him, his heart hope and longing for a certain French girl to have snook in with her spare key and crawl in beside him

And yet max was left disappoints. Again.

Forcing himself up as his muscles cracked, Max's made his way into the bathroom for a shower before starting his usual work out routine

But his mind was plagued, he needed to see Lonnie.

The two had barely spoken and when they texted it was dry with both party's trying to ignore the inevitable

But 1 o'clock max thought enough was enough, throwing on his hoodie he trudged to his car grumpily before speeding off to a certain well known apartment

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