Apex: (Max Verstappen X Male Reader)

Chapter 1: Signing the contract.

I was sitting at home, my roommate, Lando telling Matt from WTF1 how he likes milk, I sat on the sofa watching TV when my phone begins to vibrate, little did I know that I was about to get the best news of my life, waving to Matt as he left, I answered the call, the all too familiar voice of Helmut Marko chirped up,
"Hello, Mr. (L/N)?" Lando looks at me eager to know who called and why,
"Y-yes" My heart rate increases a small amount,
"We Here At Toro Rosso Formula 1 team have tracked your progress from Formula 2 and 3," I bit my lip, Lando trying to hear through the phone,
"And we know you are eligible for a Formula 1 super license," I nod my head,
"Yes." My hands began to shake a bit,
"We would like to offer a contract to race alongside Alexander Albon at our team, you will have to come soon though, we also have interests in re-signing Danil Kvyat." I beamed, my eyes beginning to water,
"Yes, Of course! Thank you, Mr. Marko"
Lando beamed aswell, Helmut hung up,
"I'm assuming that was Helmut Marko" I nodded,
"I've been offered a seat!" Lando cheered,
"We've got to celebrate!" He said,
"I'll grab the milk!"
(2 Days Later)
My heart is racing, I'm in Italy, on my way to sign a contract with a Formula 1 team, I arrive and we negotiate my contract, but it all felt like a blur, but time seemed to slow as I signed my name at the bottom of my contract,
We all stood up and shook hands, exiting the building with my agent, I looked at the photos on the wall, Sebastian Vettel at Monza in 2008, I smiled, Max Verstappen at Spain in 2016, my cheeks turn a light pink,
(Melbourne, Australia, 2019)
(Qualifying)
I went out for my first qualifying run, setting my banker lap, a decent 1:29.57 to set me off, everybody else set their bankers, Valtteri Bottas the highest, with a few minutes left everyone set off, I ran the 14th fastest, escaping the drop zone of Q1
(Q2)
Once again, I set off on a banker lap, going considerably faster than my best, a 1:27.13, in 9th, Lewis Hamilton ending up the fastest of the banker times, things were beginning to become tense, as I set out for my final lap I improved by 0.41 seconds, but it was only good enough to put me in 11th. Then it was time for the race.
(Race)
I held my breath as I heard the engines of my competitors rev up, I looked ahead at the lights, the wing of Pierre Gasly in the corner of my eye,
1, Rev up, Clutch on.
2, Christian Horner watches Gasly,
3, I see my parents in the stands,
4, It's almost Time,
5 Red Lights in front of me, Take a deep breath,
Lights out...
I release the clutch, instantly zooming past Gasly, off to my right Ricciardo loses his wing and drops to last,
I'm in 9th, up ahead I see my good friend, Lando Norris in his McLaren, I move to the outside at turn 3, he stays a wheel ahead, but I have the inside line into 4. I squeeze past,
"Sorry Lando" I giggle cheekily to the radio, my Chief Engineer laughing with me,
I guess it's time to put some laps into the car.
(16 Laps Later)
I enter the pits behind the Haas of Romain Grosjean, hoping for a quick pit stop, but my rear left slips a bit, a pit crew member almost dropping it and losing valuable time, I sigh, thinking Grosjean is Gros-Gone (See What I Did There) after my 4 second long pit stop, but I release and see the front left of the Haas refusing to attach,
Virtual Eighth Position.
(End of the race) I cross the line an astounding 8th place, I managed to coax a finish in a points winning position, I park my car in the pit lane, watching Max Verstappen receive his 3rd place trophy, I smile as the three podium-standers grab their bottles of champagne, Laughing as Max sprays some in the crowd, blushing as we lock eyes for a slight moment. I'll bring the fight later on, but first I need to know my place.