Eliana:
I begrudgingly wake up when I feel the back of a palm slap me in the face. Slowly coming to my senses I stretch and sit up, the room slightly spinning.
"Fuck" i grumble, morning voice tainted with the after affects of the alcohol i drank last night.
I hear sheets move next to me and whip my head in that direction, a grimace already on my face, regretting it as soon as it happens as the room starts spinning again.
"Good morning to you too, sleepy-head" , a very feminine, and very not Australian voice, says to me.
"Sorry, i thought you were someone else for a second" i reply
"Ooo had your eyes on someone last night, did you?"
"No. Absolutely not" I breathe "I just..."
"Umm no this isn't how this works, miss Rhodes. I'm your bestie. How about we both spill the beans over some brunch at our fav cafe?"
"Both?"
She just smiles and lays her head back down
"Oi" i nudge her "Liv"
"Oh fuck off and go and shower or something, you smell like alcohol" she giggles
I walk to the kitchen and pour myself a large cup of ice cold water, leaving a cup on the side for Liv when she eventually gets up, which probably won't be for a while. After downing my glass I walk to the bathroom and turn on my shower, letting it get nice and hot so I can actually feel clean. Stepping into the shower is like heaven, and I can instantly feel my hangover start to subside. As I wash my hair and body my mind wanders to mystery man from last night. The way his eyes were so full of fury, about what I don't know, but he seemed kind of... defeated. He was still an annoying dickhead though, spilling vodka all over my shoes. MY SHOES. I rinse my hair and wrap it and myself in a towel and rush into my room, hunting for my shoes. I know they're not here. I know it. Yet I hope anyways.
"What are you doing?" Liv says from above me
"I'm sulking"
"Already? We haven't even had our gossip brunch." she pouts
"I lost my shoes" i huff "i think they're still at the club. Or gone forever."
"Oh stop being such a drama queen. I'll get them for you" she kisses my shoulder
"Thanks Liv, you're the best" i smile at her
"I know, now get dressed i'm starving"
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We sit down at a table inside our local cafe. This is Liv and my's spot that we come when one of us is extremely hungover, or in cases like now, when we're both dead. Its the middle of February and England is not sunny, yet I still wear my sunglasses due to the horrible headache I get from any sharp light source. Liv crunches on an oat and honey bar in front of me, similar glasses to me adorning her face.
"So" she says "who did you think i was in your bed?"
"Just a guy i met last night" i mumble
"ELIANA RHODES. DID YOU MEET AN ACTUAL PERSON?" She basically screams at me, crumbs from her oat bar falling onto her plate, and considering I'm recovering from alcohol abuse from last night, my ears amplify it tenfold.
"Jesus Liv, and yes no. i met him, well he met me, but he spilt my shot all over me and then refused to say sorry. Even called him the C word. To which he called me it back!"
"No he didn't. Men these days." she tuts
"Yeah well i won't see him again so it's fine. I hope you had more fun than i did."
She looks at me and smiles broadly, then goes into detail explaining every sexual thing she did with Aaron and how she would do it again. Sometimes I feel like she needs a lead or a muzzle because when the waiter came over to clean our plates I almost got on my knees to pray for forgiveness. That girl has a mouth on her, and she will use it.
"Anyways, how you feeling about work tomorrow? It's gonna be fun, yeah?"
"I hope so. I watched a bit of F1 growing up, and seen a few races from last season but not really had the time to keep up with it. Guess i'll have all the time now" i grin, then it falls away when i remember i have to leave the wonderful woman in front of me
"Dont worry about me, Eli, we can message and call and facetime every day if we have to. You can't replace me that easily." she nudes my leg under the table and i smile at her
"Love you Livvie"
"Love you too, Eli-belly"
"I hate that name"
"I know you do"
I grin hard and know that no one can come close to replacing the delinquent in front of me.
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Word count: 834
Authors note:
Their dynamic>>
Can't wait to develop my fav red head and blonde duo
Bye bye, Freya xx
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Cropped out - an Oscar Piastri x OC fic
RomanceEliana is an aspiring photographer, having worked in low-level marketing and media jobs she finally found her place in f1. That is until she meets someone and ends up on the wrong foot. Their tension must snap at some point. The question is when.
