Y/N's POV:

Beverly Hills, California

Y/N and Hailee's Villa

Cold. Shoulder.

That's what Hailee's been giving me the last few weeks after that whole Niall situation

I've been sleeping on the couch ever since then...

Instead of getting good morning kisses from Hailee, I'm getting morning kisses from Maximus, Martini and Brando

Things haven't been like they used to

I know I fucked up...but what was I supposed to do?

Right now, I'm working out and punching the bags at my in house gym, relieving some of the stress

A couple of minutes later, Liam arrives to do some sparring with me

Liam: Hop in the ring, bitch.

Third Person POV:

https://youtu.be/dj1Nf850Lys

After putting some music on the speakers, Y/N and Liam begin their sparring session

Y/N throws some punches at Liam, who blocks and dodges them easily

He taunts Y/N afterwards

Liam: What's wrong, sweetheart? You tired from the whole Niall fight?

Y/N: Shut the fuck up.

Liam attemps to punch Y/N, but he blocks it and elbows Liam to the face, making him go furious

Liam: What the fuck was that!? Are you trying to kill me!?

Y/N: It's mixed martial arts. It's been around for a while.

Liam: It's dirty boxing!

Y/N: Mike Tyson didn't make excuses...

As Y/N was talking, he gets distracted by the sight of Hailee walking in the gym, earning a kick in the face from Liam

Liam: Mixed Martial Arts, eh?

Y/N gets up quickly, ready to take a swing at Liam, but Hailee calls him out

Hailee: Enough! Liam...give us a minute, please?

Liam nods and leaves the gym

Hailee steps into the ring and goes over to Y/N

Hailee: We need to have a talk.

Y/N: Now you wanna talk? I've been sleeping on the couch for two and a half weeks...

Hailee's expression hardens slightly at Y/N's words, but she takes a deep breath, trying to maintain composure

Hailee: Y/N, this isn't just about the fight. It's about everything. The way you've been handling things...We're supposed to be a team, but it feels like you're shutting me out. You didn't even think about me once when you went out to face Niall?

Y/N: All I thought about was you. He hurt you, Haiz...I couldn't let that go.

Hailee: It wasn't your call to make.

Y/N: I don't get why you're like this...everybody else thought I was right.

Hailee: And I get that. But we're a team, Y/N. We face things together. I need you to promise me that next time, you won't shut me out.

Y/N: I promise. I don't want us to be like this. I love you, Hailee. 

Hailee: I love you too, Maverick.

They share a loving, tender kiss

Y/N: I'm not letting it slide this time...

Y/N then sweeps her leg, making her fall to the ground and kissing her afterwards

Hailee: Mmmm...so eager. Bedroom?

Y/N: Nope. Right here, right now.

Hailee raises an eyebrow, intrigued by Y/N's boldness.

Hailee: Right here? In the gym? What if Liam walks in?

Y/N smirks

Y/N: Oh come on...he won't.

Y/N says, unbuttoning Hailee's shorts and leaving her in her panties

He keeps on kissing her, going all the way down and kissing her inner thighs

Hailee: Oh fuck...keep going.

Y/N pulled her panties to the side, making Hailee hold his head while he kissed her intimate parts

Feeling difficulties because her panties were getting in the way of her sex and his mouth, Y/N rips it off and throws it to the side

Hailee: That's two now...

Hailee then takes off her top, revealing her beautiful breasts to Y/N

Hailee: Now...no more cunnilingus. I want you inside of me.

She gets on top of him and guides his erection into her wet pussy, letting out an erotic moan in the process

They share a hot, loving kiss while Hailee bounced up and down on his shaft

And that was just round one inside the boxing ring. Our lovebirds kept going for about...the same amount of rounds Rocky Balboa endured with Ivan Drago.

This meant Hailee and Y/N were on good terms again and...HOLY SHIT WHAT IS THAT POSITION!? OH GOOD LORD! I HAVEN'T SEEN THIS ANYWHERE...NOT EVEN IN THE KAMASUTRA

Uh...perhaps this would be a good time to check on our other friends Liam and Greer, who are in staying at Hailee and Y/N's Villa

Greer: Oh Liam...I want you so bad.

Liam: You're so fucking sexy...

OH GREAT HEAVENS! Uhhh...let's...maybe...check on the dogs. Ah yes, look at how little Brando plays with his big brother Maximus, aren't they cute? I think Martini is sleeping or whatever

Okay, maybe we should start talking about racing again...

....

Sunday, August 28th, 2022

Spa-Francorchamps, Belgium

After the Summer Break was finally over, the drivers return from their holidays to the iconic circuit of Spa-Francorchamps for the Belgian Grand Prix

After taking a pole position by default due to Max's penalty that meant he was goint to start all the way from 14th in the starting grid after changing his engine, Y/N saw a chance...or at least that's what he thought

Lap 18

After holding a comfortable lead for five laps, Y/N is in front of the Red Bulls of Max and Perez, trying to squeeze a little bit of pace into his tyres, but as he exited the Eau Rouge-Radillon, all he could see in his rearview mirrors was the Number 1 Red Bull of Max Verstappen, ready to take that first place from him

Rob: Okay, so Verstappen is faster than you...Verstappen is faster than you.

As they approach the end of the Kemmel Straight and head into Les Combes, Max makes his move. The Red Bull dives to the inside, and the two cars go side by side through the sweeping corners. It's a masterful display of skill from both drivers, but Max manages to edge ahead

Y/N: Ah damn...how far off is Checo?

Rob: Perez is 5.6 seconds behind and he's eight tenths faster.

Y/N: You think at this pace we can settle for third?

Rob: Podium is within our grasp, mate.

Lap 44

"And it's all well that ends well for Max Verstappen, who's sliding his way out of the final corner and taking the line and winning the Belgian Grand Prix for the second year in a row. It's a ninth victory in 2022 for the reigning world champion as well."

After the celebrations, Y/N returns to the team garage and goes to talk to Hailee, who was there for him

Max Verstappen has secured another victory, and Y/N's chances for the win slipped away. He finds Hailee amidst the team, offering him a supportive smile

Hailee: Tough break out there.

Y/N: Yeah, Max was just too quick today. We'll get him next time...or next year...maybe next decade.

Hailee: Podium finish is still pretty great.

Y/N: True. But you know me. I always aim for the top.

Hailee: Hey, uhh...you know about that thing I told you about earlier before we left the hotel?

Y/N: That you were late?

Earlier this morning, Hailee's period was late, making her and Y/N go a little uneasy about this whole situation. Of course, they talked about this, but they wouldn't want a baby at this point of their lives 

Hailee: Yeah, turns out I'm not pregnant. I'm just late.

Y/N: Oh. I mean, that's a relief, right?

Hailee: Yeah, it is. I guess I just got a bit stressed with everything going on.

Y/N: Understandable. We'll figure things out together, Haiz.

Hailee smiles, appreciating the reassurance from Y/N. The couple, surrounded by the buzz of the post-race atmosphere, shares a moment of understanding and support

Y/N: By the way, we should buy little Michael some things for when he's born. Mick told me November is the month.

Hailee: Oh, absolutely. And maybe we can buy some things...for us? For the future, I'm saying.

Y/N: Looking forward to it, Haiz.