FORMULA ONE IMAGINES - REQUESTS CLOSED

MAX FEWTRELL | 33

prompt/s :
33. "Are you ok? Are you hurt?"

Warning - Language is used!

Y/N's p.o.v

It had been a rough week in London. Nothing just seemed to want to go to plan. I was struggling with work, having a hard time from some people in my workplace and it didn't help that I missed my boyfriend Max, who had been away for the Formula 3.

I understood his job from day one, he would be away a lot for it, but we made it work and it was going extremely well.

It had been the week where I had given up. I was miserable and missed Max so incredibly much.

While he was away, we would facetime till either of us fell asleep, the thought of our calls brought a smile upon my face.

It helped that we were so comfortable from the moment we met that I could and would tell him everything. God I missed him.

I arrived home from work to our small London apartment and kicked my heels off my aching feet, hissing as my feet flattened out on the cold hardwood floors since this morning.

I exhaled and walked into the kitchen, popping my handbag on the bench and walked into mine and Max's shared bedroom to change into some relaxing and comfortable clothing.

After I finished changing, I walked into the kitchen and poured myself a glass of wine, before walking into the lounge room and turning the tv on with a sigh, sitting down.

I felt lonely, empty without Max. I missed his laugh, his smile, the twinkle in his eye when he was happy, his brilliantly stupid impressions that always made me happy... I just missed him.

I grabbed my phone to see what time it would be where he was, to see it was a reasonable time to call him.

I dialled his number as I sipped on my glass of wine, the bitterness of the liquid sending shivers down my spine.

The tone dialled continuously for a few moments before he answered "Hey babe!" He cheered down the line and I smiled at the sound of his voice.

"Hey love, how are you?" I mumbled down the phone, as I felt a lump grow in the back of my throat.

"I'm good," he dragged out the words and my smile grew wider "how about you beautiful?" He asked as I heard him shuffling around the background and the noise die out.

I went silent as the tears brimmed in my eyes "Babe?" he asked and I let out a sob, completely breaking down as I placed my wine glass on the coffee table.

"Hey, hey, hey what's the matter Y/N?" He asked and the tears kept falling "Are you ok? Are you hurt?" He asked again and I managed to choke out a few words.

"There is just a lot going on at the moment." I sobbed and wiped the escaping tears that raced down my cheeks.

"Like what baby? Take a few breaths for me ok?" He spoke calmly as I began to take in some deep breaths, slowing down my violent sobs.

"Uhh, well things at work have been rough and everything I do I get yelled at about, or given the shit things to do. My coworkers keep slagging me off because I'm dating a Formula Three driver," I vented to him before I finished "and I miss you, a lot."

"What the fuck?" He asked as I finally calmed down after my breakdown and I sniffed "How long has this been happening for?" He asked me and I pursed my lips as I thought.

"Just before you left for the first race..." I trailed off and was left with silence "Babe, that was over a month ago!" He exclaimed and I winced.

"I know, but you were so busy getting ready for the race and I didn't want to bother you Max! You've been really happy and I didn't want to be a bother!" I replied.

"Babe, I couldn't care less if it meant I would win the World Championship, I would still drop everything for you. Because you are my main priority." He spoke seriously and I smiled sadly.

"I'm going to quit." I whispered down the phone and I heard him cheer "Surely, surely you come and travel with me. Just for this year and then you can get another job?" He asked like a five year old and I giggled.

"Only if you'd let me Max." I stated with a grin and he yelled "That's my girl!"

Butterflies erupted in my stomach at his words "Max, I love you."

"Y/N I love you, so much."

I wiped my damp cheeks dry with the sleeve of my jumped as I smiled wide "Alright, I'm going to go have a bath and then go to bed early. I'll ring you sometime tomorrow after I quit and I'll be straight out on the first flight to you." I told him and he oohed at me.

"Facetime me while you're in the bath then?" He asked, and I could just imagine the stupid smirk on his lips and his eyebrows wiggling.

I laughed and shook my head "Get off it Max, I'll ring you tomorrow ok?" He giggled "Alright Babe, I love you."

"Love you too Max." And with that I hung up, feeling so much better and so much more in love.

Shorter chapter, just something I thought of.

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