47: Open my eyes

Maeve's point of view.

It was a great party, I'm so fucking tired.

Luciana and Charles were dancing and kissing all night.

I noticed Lando and Sienna were absent the whole evening, they probably made up, I'll ask her tomorrow.

She said goodbye like an hour ago and Lando left 15 minutes ago.

Everyone is gone... except...

'So then he said, what are your plans? I laughed so hard. He gave me and Hamilton tips for 'free practice'', Max laughs, he's telling me a story about my dad, a story I knew already... I was there.

'Max, that was in 2018, I was like 15 back then. I was in the room where it happened', I tell him.

'You were?', he looks shocked.

'Did you forget I'm his daughter or something? I was attending all his interviews If I had the chance. I was homeschooled by my grandparents, you know that right?'

'What the fuck, how old is your dad?', Max asks.

'Max... I'm 20 remember? My dad is turning 37 this year and I'm turning 21 next week'

'Your dad was 16?', Max is completely shocked.

'Max are you serious? You didn't know? My dad was still racing in 2022 and I was racing in F2 at that time... if he hadn't retired last year we would've been racing together'.

Everyone has a hard time processing that, and it's weird I know. My parents had me very young but they never ever hated me for it. My mom and grandparents raised me when my father was still karting and racing and everything. He wanted to succeed in F1 to give me the life I deserved. I wouldn't have wanted it any other way.

'Wow... that's next level Schumacher', he says.

'What the fuck? No, it's not', I laugh.

'Aight well I better head home. Plicht roept', he says.

'Plicht roept?' I try to understand what he said.

'It's Dutch... duty calls?'.

'Max you are really drunk', I say.

'I'm sober enough to drive'

I shake my head. 'You drove here?!', I ask shocked.

'I wasn't planning on drinking', he laughs.

'Okay you're staying here, come on, let's get you to bed'.

'I'm sleeping with you?', he asks.

'No, you're sleeping at my place, not with me'.

'That's too bad', he smirks.

I have laid him down on the bed in the guest bedroom.

'Here is a bucket if you need it okay?

'Thank you', he says, already half asleep.

I grab my pajamas and walk towards the living room.

'Maeve! Maeve!', I hear Max yelling.

I walk back to the guest bedroom.

'Yes Max?', I walk into the room

He looks at me with big eyes.

'Jezus wat een lekkerding', he mumbles.

'Stop talking Chinese, what are you saying?'

'My head is hurting'

'Duhu, you drank way too much', I smile.

'Do you like me being tortured, Vettel?', Max says.

'Maybe a little bit'

'Do you have uhm... paracetamol? Ibuprofen?', he asks.

'I do, give me a minute and I'll grab them for you', he nods and I walk towards my kitchen.

I notice the Polaroid picture on my fridge, it's a picture of Max downing a margarita.

I open my medicine cabinet and grab 2 paracetamol and 1 ibuprofen, then I walk back to Max.

'Here you go, there is a glass of water on the nightstand', I sit down on the bed.

'You are amazing, thank you', he grabs the pills from my hand.

'Now I go to bed, yes?', I yawn.

'You do that, goodnight Maeve'.

'Goodnight Max'.

Next day

Lando's point of view

She looks so pretty laying in my arms.

After we talked yesterday we promised each other to go home together.

We actually never left the guest bedroom...

Let's just hope no one slept in the bed last night.

We left at different times, just so Carlos wouldn't find out.

Then we went to my house.

And now she's sleeping, quietly in my arms.

We're flying to Barcelona today, Carlos asked me to fly with him.

Since Oscar is flying with Logan I accepted.

Although I hadn't thought about the fact that Sienna would also fly with us.

'Why are you watching me sleep?', she mumbles with her eyes closed.

'How do you-'

'I can feel it, my 6th sense is kicking in', she giggles.

'Sure sweetheart'

'What's the time?', she asks.

'It's 10:51, we have been sleeping for a long time', I stroke her hair.

'Well... we didn't exactly sleep....', I spot a little smile.

'Your brother is picking me up at 15:00, then we drive to his jet and we'll leave at like 15:30'.

'I know, he's picking me up like half an hour before you. The flight is 2 hours', she places her hand on my chest.

'Do you want to have dinner together then?', I ask.

'I will probably eat with Carlos, but you can join us. It would be weird for us to be together anyways'.

'True, I might go with you guys, don't have friends', I laugh.

'Do you have a gift for Maeve yet?', she moves her hand up and down my chest.

'Yeah, I got her a weighted blanket, she complained about not having comfy blankets so I bought her one'

'That's so thoughtful! I bought her Louboutins with a matching bag', I almost choke.

'Isn't that like super expensive?', I ask.

'It's for my best friend, she deserves it', she smiles at my reaction.

'I keep forgetting you are wealthy'

'Says the one who makes 15 million a year', I chuckle.

'Actually, it's 20, with an 80 million bonus', I grin.

'Shut up', she gives me a small slap, which only makes me laugh more.

'I hate you'

'Is that why you kept screaming my name last night?', I smirk.

She looks up, her face turning red.

'How dare you', she laughs.

Luciana's point of view

'Goodmorning', I open my eyes.

'Goodmorning', I say to the handsome man in front of me.

'Last night... it was really amazing princess', he smirks.

Last night? Fuck did we...

I look under the blankets, I'm only wearing his shirt and some panties.

'Charles... did we?', I immediately cover myself in the blankets.

'No thank you, I'm not into the rape kink', he smirks.

'Then how did I-'

'End up in only my shirt? You were so drunk that you completely stripped down and you kept screaming 'Fuck me like I'm your French girl', I turned around for the stripping down part though'.

'What a gentlemen you are... did I really say that?', I try to remember but last night is a complete blank.

'Yes, you walked towards me... naked and when you saw I had my eyes closed because of it you scolded me. You took off my shirt and you put it on. You kept saying it was my punishment for not looking at your beautiful boobs', he grins.

'Oh fuck me', I cover my face with my hands.

'Yeah you kept screaming that too'

'I'm so so so sorry Charles, I had way too much to drink'.

'Actually, it was amusing, I enjoyed the party last night. I gave you paracetamol last night so hopefully, your hangover is not that bad', he smiles.

'Thank you, Charles, that's sweet of you'.l

'For you, I'd do anything...', he comes closer to my face. 'Even though I really wanted to open my eyes last night', he whispers.