"È iniziato tutto quando suo padre le ha detto che in Formula Uno avevano preso un ragazzo della sua età, anni diciassette, olandese con passaporto belga. Risponde al nome di Max Emilian Verstappen ed ha i capelli biondi e il viso aguzzo, gli occhi cerulei e uno dei peggiori caratteracci che si siano mai visti." E non sai come mi riduci/ hai le fiamme negli occhi ed infatti/se mi guardi mi bruci. (coma_cose) ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ (FF sul numero #33, ogni riferimento a fatti realmente accaduti è puramente casuale e frutto di finzione creativa) A giorni alterni numero #1 in maxverstappen e max 19.01.21 #1 in f1

Empty space è una storia complicata, perché complicato è il rapporto tra Max ed Elle: un legame inscindibile che va al di là della semplice concezione umana. Loro non si odiano, non potrebbero mai farlo; ma non si amano neanche, non ne sarebbero in grado. Loro vivono così, giorno dopo giorno,con la consapevolezza che ci saranno l'uno per l'altro nonostante tutto. Perché si, per quanto Max non lo ammetta, Elle è indispensabile per lui. Ed Elle, per quanto lo neghi, non potrebbe fare a meno della presenza di Max. Di conseguenza, solamente grazie all'altro riescono a colmare ogni spazio vuoto. 1# in Max

Her favorite flowers were daisies, and after a long time he still remembered such an insignificant detail. How could one road trip change everything to the unexpected. Stop leaving rude comments or weird stuff I'll delete them all. And yes there's a few mistakes sorry and its not realistic so shut up and don't read. Started: 2019 Finished: 2020

She let go of his hand, an action that made him turn and look at her."Whats wrong?", "What are we doing?"he tilted his head at the question."What do you mean?", "This-"she pointed between them."This is toxic."he lowered his gaze, taking in her words."Would you rather this end?"he took a step closer and burned his eyes on hers."Rather what end?There is nothing, dont you see it?", "How could you say that?"he asked offended, raising his voice."How could you do all the things you do?I have been asking my self this for so long, i stopped expecting an answer now" "This was a mistake", "You coming here was not a mistake Mella,and you know it.", "I hoped it wasnt, but i was wrong about this, as i was for so many things with you.", "What things?"Here goes nothing.It was her last chance of getting some redemption.How worse could things get?"I was wrong, that night at the rooftop, when i felt you cared.I was wrong, a few weeks later, when i thought you regretted ignoring me, regretted being rude to me, and i was wrong last night, when i thought you..when i felt-"she stopped herself."When you felt what, Mel?"she looked deep into his eyes."It doesnt matter, because i was wrong."

Everybody has the dream. It starts when seeing something, think about it, wanting it, and one day it becomes the dream. The only way to make it come true is working hard for it, have a bit of luck...and start from the bottom. During the process of the dream, you will never know who you will meet and which face they are wearing.

"I met you for a reason, and it all started with a phone swap." A followup from the one-shot 'Phone Swap - Lando Norris' in One Shots (Formula One).