One Shots - F1&F2

Max Verstappen - Special Holiday

A/N: First of all I want to say sorry for the lack of updates. Despite it being the holidays, I've been very busy. On top of that, my dad had to spend a night in the hospital, which made me think about anything but writing. My dad is fine now, so now I can think about writing again. I hope you guys understand. I'll hopefully be able to post more again now. Hope you enjoy!

This one is for f1hpsoapukmilliqueen, hope you enjoy!

Finally, time to relax. After all those weeks, months of working hard, you can finally go on your well-deserved holiday. Nothing but sun, sea and some partying. And maybe some hot guys to make it a little more fun.

After spending the entire day at the beach, it was now time to head to the club and have some fun with strangers you'll never meet again. What happens during your holiday stays there. Exactly why you decided to go by yourself this time around, despite your friends offering to go with you. But even though you love them to bits, you just needed some 'you time'.

"Damn, I look good," you say to yourself as you check yourself out in the mirror. The dress you decided to wear tonight hugs your curves perfectly and the heels you matched with it make your legs look just that little bit longer. Tonight is your night.

Walking into the club the way you look, you get a lot of looks from the guys. But it's not just looks that you want tonight. Looks don't get you a fun night. You make your way to the bar and order your favorite drink. Once you have it, you turn around and make your way to the dance floor. At least, that was your intention. In reality, you bump into someone, making your drink spill all over the both of you.

"My drink!" you exclaim, shocked and annoyed as you had only taken a few small sips.

"Oh my gosh I'm so sorry!" the person also covered in your drink says. You look up and stare into the most beautiful blue eyes, taking your breath away.

"It was my fault, I wasn't looking."

"No, it was my fault, I should've seen such a beautiful girl coming from a mile away," the guy says, smiling at you.

"Well, if you put it like that," you say, blushing slightly, trying to avoid his eyes as they make you feel paralyzed due to his intense stare. 

"I'm Max."

"Y/N," you say, smiling at him.

"Beautiful name, fits you perfectly."

"Thank you."

"Would you like to dance?"

"I would love to," you reply, making Max smile at you.

"Perfect, then after that, I'll buy you a new drink. I owe you that much."

"Sounds good to me," you say as Max takes your hand, pulling you to the dance floor with him. He spins you around before wrapping his arms around you. Together you move to the rhythm of the music, making you forget about all the stress. The only thing that matters right now is Max and the fact that he's a very hot guy who's interested in you.

"How about another drink?" Max asks after hours of dancing. He has gotten you a bunch of drinks after the one he owed you, so it's not such a weird question.

"No thank you," you say, feeling tired after spending the entire night on the dance floor.

"Oh, okay," Max says, clearly disappointed.

"But if you want to, you can buy me a drink tomorrow? Along with some food for lunch?" you say, making Max smile at you.

"That sounds like a great idea."

"Then I'll see you tomorrow," you say before giving Max a kiss on his cheek, lingering just a little longer than you should.

"Y/N," Max says, his hot breath hitting your skin, making goosebumps appear on your skin. You lean back a little so you can look into his eyes. The eyes that took your breath away right from the start. You see those eyes look down at your lips before looking back up into your eyes.

"Do it," you tell him, which is all Max needs to press his lips against yours. The moment his lips touch yours you know that this won't be the last fun-filled night you've spent with Max.