Paper Rings: O.Bearman

𝕮𝒉𝓪𝓹𝓽𝓮𝓻 7

The following morning and the sun shone through a small crack of the curtains in Hannah's hotel room. Somehow over the course of the night, her, Arthur and Ollie managed to end up spooning on another. Hannah cuddled against Arthur as Ollie cuddled against her. The Monegasque boy was the first awake and he felt Hannah's arm around his waist.

The girls teammate turned his head and saw her cuddled up to him as Ollie cuddled up to her. It reminded him of their time in F3, when all three ended up cuddled up after a stressful weekend but then blatantly lie to whoever came to their room the next morning, always telling the same lie of "one slept on the floor while the other slept on the sofa". It had been an excuse that Hannah planned and worked everytime to the point where no-one questioned when they stayed as a trio in one another's room.

"Don't dare wake her" Arthur hears Ollie groan, signalling that the british boy was awake. "Why not? We need to go get breakfast." Arthur whispers. "She's not a morning person and hates being woken up. Remember when she threw a cushion at you and it hit you in the face?" Ollie reminds him. "Not my best day." Arthur says, carefully removing the girls arm from around him and getting out of the bed as Ollie takes his from around her and gets out of bed aswell.

The pair let Hannah sleep a little longer and decided it was a good idea to order room service for when she was awake. "And the sleeping beauty rises." Arthur laughs as he notices Hannah waking up while Ollie showered in the bathroom. "What time is it?" Hannah questions as she rubs her eyes and sits up. "Quatre past 8. Breakfast is ordered and on it's way now." Arthur smiles. "Where's Ollie?" his team asks as she stands up. "Bathroom." Arthur nods before opening his phone.

"Ollie, is it okay for me to come in? I need the toilet." Hannah knocks. "Sure. I'll give you a minute to do what you need to do before drying my hair." Ollie smiles as he opens the door and steps out the bathroom. The girl heads in, shutting the door behind her as she uses the bathroom. "See, she's in a better mood considering you nearly woke her up." Ollie grins proudly at Arthur who rolls his eyes. "Yeah yeah. And what you have done to wake her?" the monegasque questions the british prema driver.

"Gently woke up. Not hit her with cushions." Ollie says nonchalantly as he some uses of Hannah's spray deodorant. Yes, it was a women's deodorant but he needed it. "Don't you ever want to live a little instead of being so introverted, Ol?" Arthur questions as Hannah exits the bathroom. "He has a point. You never come out to party, especially since your old enough to go into night clubs in Europe and legally drink. You have one life Ollie, live it and love it." Hannah encouragely smiles as a loud knock on the door turns their attention away.

"Okay. Breakfast for three?" the hostess smiles as she pushes the trolly containing three plates and some drinks sat on it. "Yep. Can you come collect at half past 9?" Hannah smiles. "Of course. Just leave the trolly outside your room and I'll come and collect it." the hostess smiles before disappearing. "And breakfast is served boys, dig in." the british girl smiles as she watches them take their plates so she knows which one is hers.

The blonde looked at the two with a knowing smiles, especially since they ordered her her favorite breakfast. It reminded the three of their time at Prema last season when they were called in early and would eat breakfast together. With breakfast out the way, Arthur and Ollie returned to their rooms as Hannah places the plates and everything in else on the trolly before she changed and finished packing.

Hannah met her brother in the lobby and the pair checked out and headed to the airport to head straight to Saudi Arabia. "Ready?" George smiles at his younger sister. "Of course. Lets go." Hannah grins as she and George board the jet. The pair sit opposite each other as they fall into conversation. They reminisce on their childhood and other memories from George watching Hannah's karting when he made it to F3 then F2 when he could and Hannah watching as many of George's races as she could when she wasn't karting.