ᴡʜᴇʀᴇ ᴅʏʟᴀɴ ɢᴏɴᴢᴀʟᴇᴢ ᴀɴᴅ ᴍᴀx ᴠᴇʀꜱᴛᴀᴘᴘᴇɴ ꜱᴇᴇᴍ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴘᴏʟᴀʀ ᴏᴘᴘᴏꜱɪᴛᴇꜱ ʙᴜᴛ ᴀʀᴇ ᴡᴀʏ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ꜱɪᴍɪʟᴀʀ ᴛʜᴀɴ ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴛʜɪɴᴋ "She's nice" "Too nice!" Cover made by Editorial Silver

Life with her smelled like fresh lemons with a bit of mint aside. Sour, yet gratifying, since it was the perfect combination. He could taste her love on the tip of his tongue. It savoured like just a baked sweet cinnamon roll with a little bit of chilli hidden inside. She knew how to make everything piquant but then calm the whole situation with her sweetness. Her euphonic giggles that echoed in his ears reminded him of a lullaby. The smell of her perfume was floating down the stairs. It scented like vanilla ice-cream cones under an October sky; benumbing but delicious. Her love made him feel like there was too much going on at once, yet it was so wonderfully simple, putting him at ease. But as much as love tends to be flowers, holding hands and cute dates, it's just one part of it. Sometimes it's about whether we should hold on or let go. There are times when letting go and making sacrifices means love.

›𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘣𝘦 𝘵𝘰𝘰 𝘴𝘢𝘥 𝘪𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘪𝘴𝘩 𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘰𝘥𝘪𝘶𝘮, 𝘷𝘪𝘤𝘬𝘺‹ ›𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘣𝘦 𝘵𝘰𝘰 𝘴𝘢𝘥 𝘪𝘧 𝘪 𝘢𝘤𝘤𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘤𝘳𝘢𝘴𝘩 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶, 𝘴𝘦𝘣𝘣𝘺‹ - teammates shouldn't hate each other, but they shouldn't fall in love either, right?

"What are you? The Big Bad Wolf?" "Worse. I'm your teammate." A Max Verstappen Fanfiction. With a female OC. Highest Ranking: #1 max 13-10-2023 #1 verstappen #1 wattpadstories 18-04-2023

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐥𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡 𝐢𝐬 𝐛𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭, 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐯𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐚 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐩𝐞𝐟𝐫𝐮𝐢𝐭 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐚 𝐩𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐫.