You Don't Belong To Him, Do You?

You don't belong to him, do you?

jealous!Max x girlfriend x Lewis Hamilton

Summary: Lewis crashed out first corner in Qatar so you walked over to the garage to comfort him(knowing his your bf's enemy)... What will happen if Max finds out-

Warnings: Aggressive Max....yea pretty much it-

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You paced back and forth by the pitwall, slightly poking your head over Christian's shoulder everytime to see the car-cam in Max's vehicle waiting to hear your favourite part of each race start "lights out and away we go". Completely lost in your thought you zoned out for a moment, not hearing anything at all, that was until you heard "Lewis Hamilton turns into George Russell-". You slightly shook your head to break the trance and walked up behind Christian to confirm what you heard, and infact what you heard was true. You watched as Lewis got out the car and walked across the track, immediately excusing yourself you made your way to the Mercedes garage of Lewis Hamilton and waited for him.

Afew moments later he arrived, clearly not in the mood for anything or anyone. So you quietly stood there and watched him take his helmet and gloves off. "I'm sorry about your race Lewis." you softly said trying to not draw too much attention to yourself. He just slightly smiled and nodded his head "These things happen all the time, no need to worry." he responded. For the next few laps of the race you two spoke and you sat next to him trying to comfort him as much as you could before it finally snapped you back into reality that you should be watching and supporting your boyfriend right now. "Sorry Lewis I have to go before certain people start wondering where I am." you offered him a kind smile and hugged him before leaving to go back to where you originally were. Little did you know certain F1 and fan cams got you two on record.

"Where were you?" Christian asked not looking back as you walked up behind him. "I was just walking around the paddock." you responded nonchalantly. Christian didn't respond and just nodded before continuing to speak to Max over the radio. Eventually the race came to an end, and as usual it was your boyfriend that won. You smiled a genuine happy smile and clapped as you saw your boyfriend on the big screens crossing the line. Eventually Max got out the car and grabbed a bottle to quench his thurst. As he congratulated Norris and Piastri, something on the big screens behind them caught his eye. It was you hugging and talking to Lewis. Oh Max was beyond pissed and he watched the way you two smiled back and forth.

You were completely unaware of anything and smiled when you saw him walking towards you and Christian. You were slightly confused to why he looked completely pissed but you probably thought it was because he was tired. And let me fucking tell you, ma'am you were WRONG... "Congratulations Maxie-" "I don't want to fucking hear it." he cut you off. He held your wrist tightly and pulled you behind him before going to Christian and whispering something to him, to which Christian just nodded and walked away. Max then turned back to you and grabbed your wrist tightly dragging you with him. "Max you're hurting me-" you try and protest, but he ignores you and the fans watch as he drags you to his driver's room. He slams the door behind him.

"What the actual fuck Max! You won the fucking race!? What's got your dick in a knot!?" you shout at him, clearly angered by the way he manhandled you infront of people and at all for that matter. Without saying a word he moves fast and places his hand around your throat, gripping it tightly(not enough to hurt you just cut off the airflow). "You think you can fucking embarrass me like that Schatz. Smiling and being all over Lewis while I'm racing to fucking win for us!" he raises his voice and you furrow your brows "I-i- it's not like that..I was comforting hi-" you managed to struggle out. "Comfort him? Comfort my fucking rival?" he smirks clearly amused at your stupidity. You attempt to shake your head but he has a firm grip on your throat and smiles and your hands come up to his hand in attempt to get him to stop. "Oh Schatz, baby-" he smirks as he cuts himself off and loosens the grip on your throat as you take a gasp of air.

Suddenly there's a *ding* on his phone and he quickly takes the phone out his pocket. He opens the notification and it's the exact same thing he saw on the big screens. He smirks still looking down at the phone as he reaches his hand out to grip you face by your cheeks as he pulls you over to him and shoves the phone in your face. As you watch the video and pics that people took of you and Lewis. While you're distracted Max latches his lips onto your neck trailing wet, sloppy, open-mouth kisses up and down your neck causing you to whimper. Inbetween kisses Max mumbles "You don't belong to him, do you Schatz?" "N-no" you softly whimper out-

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Should there be a part two to this?? Let me know...

This wasn't proof read so I apologize for errors🤠🤠(I did this out of late night adrenaline)