Formula 1 One-Shots (II)

Max Verstappen [Truth]

A/N Wished by mxxxi12. I hope you like it and that you don't mind that I did adjust the prompts a bit for the story (:

You can still wish for drivers in the advent calendar chapter. Some of the numbers have no wish yet!

WORDS: 1579

[21] "When was the last time you slept?" "That depends, what day is it?"
[30] "What part of 'I want you, and only you' do you not understand?"
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It's a ringing sound which wakes me up, but I cannot be bothered to open my eyes which stops me from realising that it is still dark outside and that it isn't my alarm clock that is ringing but the bell at the front door. When I finally connect the dots and realise that this is not the sound which is supposed to wake me up, I open my eyes in annoyance and stare at the dark ceiling of my bedroom. Since the person in front of the door doesn't stop ringing the bell I stand up from my bed and walk through the hallways.

I look at the clock and freeze in my movements. It is fucking 3 AM. I really hope that the person disturbing me that it has a good reason for it, because I am not in a good mood right now. With a rather unhappy voice I open the door and say "Damn, it is 3 AM! What do you want?" before I realise who is in front of it. Trying to close the door quickly again, but he puts his foot between the door and the frame before it clicks close.

"Go away Max!" I hiss and try to close the door no matter if I hurt his foot or not. Max just winces in pain but doesn't move away.

"Please, I just want to talk with you."

"You have thirty seconds to explain to me what you want." I huff and open the door, looking at him while starting to count in my head.

Max's eyes feel heavy on me, and I try not to meet his gaze. Instead, I fixate on his hair which is rather messy which is unusual for him. Because he doesn't say anything I speak up. "Twenty seconds." Which breaks him out of his frozen state.

"I am sorry." He blurts out and I roll my eyes. Wow, what an early realisation.

"This is the reason you wake me up at 3. To tell me that you are sorry?" I ask back and cross my arms in front of my chest.

"I am not finished, and I still have some time to explain." Max says and continues without wasting any more time. "She is not my girlfriend, okay? I am not and I will never be in two relationships at the same time. My manager just decided to pick her and put this 'relationship' to the public without my permission."

Pleading Max looks at me and I don't know what to do or even to say.

"I want you and only you. Do you understand?" Max asks me, but I can't answer him. My throat feels like it is bonded close, and, in my head, there is nothing but chaos. "I..." I try to start but stop immediately. What do I want to say?

"I should have explained everything to you much earlier, but I didn't know how to and if you even wanted to see me." Max explains and lets his shoulders hang. Still, I don't know what to say. For a couple of weeks, I was sure of the fact that he cheated on me and now he is right in front of me telling me the truth of the story.

"Please say anything, yell at me, hit me, but please don't be silent." Max pleads, his hands ruffling his already messed up hair and I can't do anything but look at him. Nervously I play with the bracelet Max gifted me and which I couldn't get rid of no matter how hurt I was.

"Could you...uhm...would you leave me alone please? I need to think about all of this." I finally manage to say and Max figure flinches at my words, but he doesn't try to fight back my words.