𝘽𝙄𝙏𝙏𝙀𝙍, max verstappen

chapter thirty-seven.

"camila! do you think you can beat max again this weekend!?"

the spaniard bit back a grin at the mention of him. and of course, her mind had fluttered back to their week in monaco before they'd both come here to australia, for the 3rd race of the season.

there wasn't a day that went by that camila hadn't woken up by his side. they'd spent their mornings in fits of laughter and sweet kisses, right till their afternoons, spent curled up on max's couch with his cats, watching movies.

and of course, max insisted that wherever camila wanted to go, he'd be right with her. so when it was time to fly to australia, he'd made sure that she was cuddled up right next to him for the entire flight.

the australian grand prix was huge. camila had never seen a crowd with this much energy, not even in silverstone.

she'd guided her way throughout the large crowd of fans, taking photos and signing merch, and occasionally scanning the paddock to see where max was.

separating from the barricades, camila was now navigating her way through the paddock, but she was still very clearly distracted.

"you alright cam?" bruna, her new and much improved pr manager asked, noticing her strange and distracted behaviour.

camila paused for a moment, snapping out of her thoughts and turning to face her. "yeah..." she nodded hesitantly, "i'm good"

and whilst bruna had been assured that all was fine, she couldn't help but raise her brow playfully in suspicion.

"okay, you just seem a little... distracted" she teased, wiggling her shoulders playfully as she jerked her head towards the large crowd ahead of them.

the large crowd — surrounding max.

camila felt heat rushing to her cheeks, as she shook her head, letting out a awkward breath of laughter.

yet even though she tried to fight off the urge to distract herself again, her efforts were impossible, as she couldn't help but meet max's eyes in the crowd.

max was overwhelmed by the crowd of fans and constant calls of his name, but as he finally found who he was searching for, everything felt complete.

his gaze softened, and an ever so faint smile etched his face, attempting to appear less obvious, yet it was clear to everybody around that he had his sights set somewhere else.

that somewhere however, was someone. and that someone was camila.

she smiled back, and she couldn't help but let a laugh escape her lips, and so she quickly directed her attention to the floor, composing herself.

max smirked, shaking his head and also tearing his gaze from camila, as he couldn't contain his giddiness.

a few metres ahead of camila, max was now headed towards red bull hospitality, but a loud call of his name and shake of the shoulders halted him.

"hey mate!" a grinning daniel excitedly greeted max, dressed in his bright orange mclaren colours.

immediately, at the sight of daniel's toothy grin, max returned the same expression, embracing his friend.

"daniel!" he grinned, happy to see him again.

with a cheeky glance, then making sure nobody was close by, daniel spoke again. "so... how was your week off?"

max tried to hide the grin making its way to his face, but daniel could see right through him. "it was good... relaxing" max nodded, attempting to act nonchalant.