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XXX. Official

QATAR: October 2023

TWITTER:

@McLaren: are you sure you don't want to work as our photographer Liv?

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@McLaren: are you sure you don't want to work as our photographer Liv?

     @LIVing: the offer is tempting...

     @fan109: SAY YES LIV! You can be with Oscar all the time

     @LandoNorris: you're tempting her, do it more

Olivia walked down the balcony. She had a lot of fun with Mia watching the race. However, her attention was divided between the race and the rants of her new friend.

It seemed as though the singer was worried about something. She listened to everything and was feeling for her. She could only hope that everything would work out, with her feelings.

Once they reached the garage, Mia had said goodbye saying she was to meet with Lando and the girl he was talking to.

That left Olivia to wait for Oscar to finish briefing with his team. She stood there patiently, the rest of the McLaren team was sharing the brownies that were left off (the puto however were already finished by the other girls.)

From the corner of Oscar's eyes, he saw that she was waiting for him. He couldn't help but smile which the team noticed. "Just a few more things Oscar." Ken said with a laugh who noticed his reaction.

Once they were done, Oscar realized that she was gone. He furrowed his eyebrows, and Ken patted his back, "She's outside."

After being forced to change out of his clothes, he realized that Olivia had left something in his driver's room. He couldn't help but chuckle, he grabbed it when suddenly something fell.

Crouching down, he realized what it was. A sketched portrait of him. His heart leaped and decided on finally going to find her. So, he walked to where he knew she would be. After everything that happened, he knew where she would be at; the Paddock Club.

He walked to it, smiling and signing for fans. But when he neared the club, he noticed her. She was just saying goodbye to Pierre and Kiara. She felt his presence behind her.

Olivia smiled and turned. There she saw him, the familiar look in his eyes and the same smile. "You found me."

"You got tired of waiting?" he asked jokingly. She snickered and crossed her arms, "Kiara saw me and invited me over. Said if I still had some puto." She said with a smile. Oscar chuckled and nodded, "I was joking."

She rolled her eyes, "I know." They shared a look and shared a laugh as well. But suddenly, Oscar remembered something. Raising it up so she can see, she froze.

"Oscar..."

"You never fail to amaze me Livie."

The girl blushed and accepted the sketchbook, "It's nothing Oscar." She said. But he shook his head, "It's not nothing Liv. You drew me." He said.

Olivia gulped, "So, you saw." She muttered. He smiled and nodded, "I did. And you did amazing just like the first time you drew me."

The girl remembered her painting of him back home, at the picnic that they took together. "You're the perfect muse Oscar. You always will be."

He smiled at her and placed his hands on her hips, "You are amazing Olivia." He leaned in, slowly. Looking at her straight in her ocean eyes. "I hope we met in the middle..." he whispered.

She gulped but nodded, "We are." She said as she nodded, leaning forward as well. They were so close, but Oscar stopped, "Can I..." he trailed.

But Olivia didn't speak, she leaned closer and pulled him by the neck. Crashing their lips together. For the first time, it was her who started things.

She was the courageous and confident one. She kissed him and he couldn't help but smile, kissing her back. Pulling her closer.

It felt like they weren't at the paddock, it felt like the world came to a halt and the two of them were the ones moving. They were just Oscar and Olivia.

When they pulled away, smiles were present on their lips. It was Oscar who spoke first, "Will you be my girlfriend?"

And she didn't even have to say anything, she leaned in again, capturing his lips with hers. And that was enough of an answer to him.

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