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I just rewatched Selena Gomez's MV to "Wolves" and let me say that it gave an idea.
What if Max's someone really famous and popular and has to dress up all fancy and behave like a politician since he was 14 until he met Lewis, someone normal, maybe like a skater boy for a love for nature, art and mythology.
They met randomly - Max strolled around the city in the middle of the night, smoking a cigarette to help him relax and to forget his problems, even for a moment. Lewis, however, went through the city to look for strays to take care of, driving through the dark city with his old skateboard.
It had been an accident, Max didn't look around and Lewis noticed him too late and they crashed. Apologising, Lewis tried to apologise to Max but somehow scared and angered eyes look into his dark ones, somehow illuminating the darkness around them and without thinking, he blurted out: "Sorry, I didn't mean to run over the son of Jos Verstappen! Please don't hire assassins to kill me!"
Startled, but amused nonetheless, Max started to laugh and the cigarette fell out of his mouth, onto his fancy turtleneck pullover. "Don't worry, I have nothing on me to tell my father. And besides, why should I? Didn't we both forget the world around us?"
Standing up, Max brushes off the cigarette and the small burns from his pullover and helps up Lewis before starting to go away. "Since we're in pain, let's walk a little bit to crush the pain."
Lewis was happy to have agreed since both slowly fell in love and after some months of meeting during the night, they promised each other to be together forever, but Jos tries to break them apart by making sure that Max has a lot of interviews or shows to visit after catching Max sneaking inside the house.
Max tried to endure it for Lewis as his father promised him a long vacation/break time as soon as the appointments are all done, but after months of constantly being the perfect son, Max breaks and runs away in the middle of the night, not caring to change from his suit into something more comfortable and ends up at an abandoned swimming pool, with everything still functioning.
There, he sat down and cried freely, finally feeling like he can be himself. There wouldn't be people anyways, the building is abandoned after all. What he didn't know though was that this was the place Lewis always talked about when he explained to Max how he always feels the more creative, free and comfortable at that place.
So, while Max cries his sorrows and regrets out if his heart, Lewis sneaks inside the swimming pool and walks after the sound of the crying, finding Max in one of the many puddles of the old pool and sits beside the boy, not recognising his lover since one, the boy had his face covered by his knees and two, he never saw Max with a suit on, at least not in person.
"Excuse me, but you probably shouldn't be sitting in a puddle in the night during these months, it's going to be really cold," he tapped Max's shoulder and like the first time they ever met, Max's eyes meet Lewis' and illuminate the building. "Max?"
Finally seeing the skater after months, the young Dutch almost crashed into his boyfriend/lover and cried into his shoulder, grabbing onto him as if he's the last thing to save him from drowning, and maybe he is, as he hugged Max as tightly as Max hugs him, shushing him with soft words and tender kisses.
"Do you want to talk or just swim?" "Swimming, I wanna forget, Lewis. Please make me forget."
With that, Lewis and Max undress and jump into the cool water of the swimming pool, enjoying the coldness and the companion of the other.
"Let's run away and start a new life, only you and me, no father and no popularity. Let's be us," Lewis mumbles after hours in the water, looking at the ceiling and Max agrees on it. He finally wants to be himself, and being with lewis promises exactly this wish.