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After winning in Austria, George has been in a really good mood. While waiting for Silverstone he decided to see what people were saying on social media. He never does this, and its probably not a good idea but he was bored and he had nothing else to do.
First, he decided to open Twitter (or X but he's not calling it that). So far its been fairly normal, some people happy with how the Grand Prix ended, others upset. Which is fine if people dislike that George won, but he knew that it came with the territory.
George had a burner account on most social medias, he knew it would be incredibly stupid to actually scroll through these posts with his real account. With his luck he would accidentally like, share and bookmark each and everyone of said tweets; to top it off he would accidentally share it to the drivers groupchat. Which has happened before, well not really he just accidentally sent a Lando Norris thirst tweet to the man himself once. Luckily it was Lando and not somebody else, because atleast they could laugh about it together.
@lando44max
I have no idea how people are excited that #he won the GP?? He is actually so unlikeable its crazy.
> @yapathon12 replying to @lando44max
OMG! I AGREE. I don't even think you LIKE f1 if you're a 63...
> @lando44max replying to @yapaton12
Ugh! Yes!! You're so right, talk your shit twin.
@leclerc16red
I'm so happy we got a max and kimi podium again! Shuch a shame that you know who won the freaking race.
> @russellmaniac replying to @leclerc16red
Man sybau, your driver somehow went from p2 - p8. Lecbum if you ask me...
@shadowstappen
I'm so happy we got a russtapinelli podium!! I'm no longer a child of divorce! The family is back together!!!
@piastripastry
Let's all nuke the mercedes garage
And thats enough Twitter for the day. He sighed and logged back into his normal account and finally closing that evil app. Just as he's about to open Instagram, George hears a knock at his door. He rolls his eyes he knows its Alex and Lando coming over to celebrate.
He stands up and stads just infront of the door. "Who is it?" He says jokingly. He places his eye right infront if the peephole– he sees Alex scoff. "Its the loves of your life!" Lando shouts, "Open the door mate!"
George chuckles and unlocks the door. Not even a second later he is ambushed into a group hug. "Russell reset, Russell reset!" Alex and Lando start chanting. He chuckles. "Alright, alright! Get off me you buffoons!" George says as he pushes both Alex and Lando off of him.
The boys couldn't decide what to do so they penultimatally decided to watch a movie, specifically the lorax. They're about halfway through the movie when Alex says: "George, you would make a great Lorax." George slightly sits up from the couch hes laying on and gives Alex the meanest look he could. "What?" He says, trying to sound mean and tough but it just ends up sounding like he said "Wot?" In a strange accent. Lando laughs, "Alex is right mate! You're grumpy." George scoffs, "If anyone of us is the Lorax–" pointing at Lando "–it's you mate! You're short, stupid and orange!"
Alex looks at George very dramatically "Hey! He's not that short." Lando jumps in: "Thank you Ale- excuse me! I'm not stupid, short or orange!" Both Alex and George look at eachother and start to burst out laughing.
After the movie all three of them just lay on the couch and stare at the ceiling. "George?" Lando asks. George hums, not exactly answering but giving enough to Lando to continue the question. Lando sits up and looks at George; continuing his question. "What were you doing before we got here?" Weird question, George thought to himself. "Uhm, nothing really i was just scrolling on Twitter and you guys knocked on my door."
Immediately Lando seems to have lost his train of thought because he just started talking about something else. "Oh! Mate, have you guys seen those tiktok edits of us? Its so fucking sick." Alex replies: "Oh yeah! I've seen a few, but its mostly just thirst traps so i tend to steer clear from those." Alex chuckles. George has a huge frown on his face: "What are you guys talking about?" His friends look at him. "Mate? Have you seriously not seen it? There's a bunch of you, you know since you're so gorgeous." Lando says sarcastically while flipping his imaginary long hair. George rolls his eyes, "No, what are you talking about?"
Alex takes his phone out if his pocket and opens his gallery, "One sec, i'll show you." Alex continues to scroll for a few seconds and stop as soon as he finds what he's looking for. Alex clicks on the video and turns his phone around for George to see. The video is of Alex, it has a bunch of special effects and the song "The Colour Violet" is in the background. Lando laughs, "Alex, mate. Why do you have an edit of yourself saved in your phone?"
"You call it self love, ever heard of it?" They all just laugh it off and start talking about something else until it's time for Alex and Lando to leave. They all say their goodbyes, and George as back being alone in the silence.
Again, he's bored he has nothing else to do so he decides to check out the edits Lando and Alex were talking about.
He opens Tiktok, switches from his main account to his burner account and types "Formula One Edits" into the search bar. At first, he sees a ton of Charles edits (shocking), as he continues to scroll he comes across some edits of him, some of Kimi, Oscar and Lando. Finally he comes across a Max Verstappen edit-- this one was a bit different. The others he came across were just "regular" they were just ones that made Max look cool. This one was a thirst trap with the song "Meddle about" by Chase Atlantic with the caption "It's not a hear me out anymore, it's a HOLD ME BACK."
George didn't think anything of it at first, of course people are going to find the Max Verstappen attractive, he's a good-looking guy. Until, George realised that he's been replaying the video over and over again. For some reason he can't seem to stop watching the video. Clips of Max post-race when his hair is sweaty, him being sprayed by champagne, it's hard to look away. Especially when the lyrics in the background are: "We only met each other just the other day, but you already got me feeling some type of way. Now, if I could figure it out, I'd take you back to my house, so we could meddle about."
Before he knew it George downloaded the video into his camera roll. Realising what he just did George shakes his head and mutters "What the fuck am I doing?" He swatches his phone off and stands there confused, he just watched a thirst edit of his rival on repeat for no reason. George tries to make sense of it in his head, but he just can't.
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It's been a few days, it's Friday now and Free Practice One is about to start in half an hour. George has been hiding in his drivers room, trying to stay clear from Max. He's embarrassed, in his mind he thinks that when Max sees him he'll somehow know that George has been watching a thrist edit of him on loop for the past four days, that Max will look at him in utter disgust.
For these past four days George could not stop thinking about the Dutch driver, he had to cancel on Alex and Lando because he couldn't keep is head straight. All he could think about was Max fucking Verstappen. He sits on the chair in his drivers room, hands in hair trying to calm himself down. He's trying to calm down all the noise that is happening around him, that noise being interrupted by a knock on his door. "Yeah?" He shouts. It's Kimi, "Are you gonna come out or no? FP is starting in twenty." George sighs to himself and looks at the watch on his wrist. "Yeah! I'm coming, give me a sec."
The drivers are getting ready for Free Practice. George can't focus, he's trying so hard but he can't fucking focus. On the track he seems to be doing alright but in his head it's a thunderstorm that he can not get to quiet down.
In the end he finished Free practice in p4, it's not great, but it's not terrible. He's a lot more relaxed then he was coming into Free Practice, he feels like he can finally relax. He gets out of his car, takes his helmet off and takes a deep breath, this is the most relaxed he's felt in days. Until, he sees Max standing about ten metres away from him, taking off his helmet and his balaclava revealing his semi-sweaty hair.
George feels like he can't breathe, his vision goes blurry. He tries to get away from that area as fast as possible. He finds a spot behind the mercedes building in the shade. He tries to calm down his breathing but nothing works. Everything is silent, George can only hear his breathing. "You okay?" George jumps from the sudden noise, only to look up and sees the last person he wats to speak to right now. "Max leave me alone I don't want to talk to you right now." He bites back, it's a bit harsh he know that, but he doesn't seem to worry about that right now. "Jesus okay, sorry for trying to be nice." Max scoffs and starts to walk away. He's almost disapeard behind the corner and George curses to himself. "Fuck." He takes another deep breath, "Uh- Max wait. Could you, uhm come back?" Max turns around and looks at George for a few seconds. He starts walking towards George again. Once he reaches the Brit he stops. "What George?" He's clearly irritated with George. George pinches his eyes closed for a second and starts blabbering: "Look- Max, i'm sorry for being a dick, but i have so much on my mind right now." Max butts in "Okay what does that have to do with m-" George stops him. "Let me finish- a few days ago i found this stupid fucking video of you, and i just- for the past few days i've been watching that video and i couldn't and haven't stopped watching it. I can't stop thinking about you." He basically finished all of that in one breath. He had to get it out, he couldn't fucking handle it anymore.
"Right... what video are we talking about?" Max is rightfully confused, he stares at George and cocking his eyebrow. George sighs, "Like this can't get anymore embarrasing for me. Ugh, It's- It's a thirst trap that someone made of you." George covers his eyes with his hands he cannot and will not look at Max's face right now.
Max starts laughing, like he's laughing like this is the funniest thing he's ever heard. "What about this is funny to you Verstappen?" Max wipes a tear that was forming in his eye from laughing too hard. "George are you fucking serious? I've been hinting that i like you for ages, i just figured you weren't interested." Now George is the confused one. "What?"
"I've been flirting with you for months surely you can't be that stupid." George can't believe what's happening. "What- no thats- you weren't flirting with m-" Just before George finishes his sentence Max cuts him off by grabbing his face and kissing him. Max's lips are suprisingly soft, he tastes like sweat and redbull. His stubble from his beard scratching Georges chin, but he doesn't mind. George pulls Max closer by his shirt and kisses him back. His back against the wall Max leaning his arm up against it.
They pull away for air, "Did you get the hint this time?" George scoffs and pulls him back for a deeper and stronger kiss.