to be so lonely - VER

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"Max Verstappen! Our pole sitter!" Horner greets him. 

"YAYY!" everyone screams. Everyone is jumping around, and singing of happiness. I should say something to him. After all, I'm still one of his engineers. 

"Congrats Max!" he turns around, and, I can say he's suprised with my gesture.

"Thank you." I wish it wasn't this hard. But it was his choice, and I can't do nothing about it. Even that he is a dick to me sometimes. I guess that comes with the package.

* minutes later *

"Okay guys. Tomorrow is the last race of the season. We will give it all!"

"Yes sir!" me and the rest of the team respond.

"You can go now." I get out with the rest of my collegues and in the middle of the way, I realise that I don't have my phone with me. I go back to the garage to find it. I step in, and he's inside.

"Max." I said.

"Oh, hi... what are you doing here?" he asks me. 

"I forgot my phone." I look to the table, and it is there. "Well, good luck for tomorrow." I say.

"I know that you that you're tryna be friends, I know you mean it." he says. "And I'm just an arrogant son of a bitch, who can't admit when he's sorry."

"You got your reasons." I respond. 

"Do you think it's easy being of the jealous kind?"

"What?"

"Why do you think I'm a pussy to you sometimes?" he says staring into my eyes. "I wasn't ready for it all."

"Why are we having this conversation?"

"'Cause I miss the shape of your lips.

"It's just that?" I'm asking because I know the answer, but I wanna hear it from him. 

"No." he stares at my eyes again. "It's hard for me to go home and to be so lonely."


[ to be so lonely - harry styles ]
239 words
©️ Joana Fernandes Salvador, 2020


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