Oliver's POV:
I'm so obsessed with Arthur Leclerc that it's sick. I'm always on the lookout for his t-shirt. When he is close to me, I always smell him secretly because his smell alone gives me butterflies in my stomach. Let's not even talk about the fact that I kept one of his hoodies that he once left with me after a conversation. And that sweater has been in my bed on my pillow ever since. I'm a bit of a maniac. I tried many times to tell him how I felt in several ways. I tried to flirt with him, but it didn't work because we do this quite often as friends, here I mean that Fred and I often flirt with each other, while I know that Fred has a relationship with Theo , and he knows very well that I like Arthur. I tried to write him a letter, but it only led to the fact that there is a letter in my driver's room addressed to Arthur. I also tried face to face, but the end result was that I diverted the topic to something meaningless.
Today was quite a cold day, but I decided to take a walk by the track. I had walked about 20 meters when someone called after me. I knew the voice very well.
-Ollie, wait - Arthur ran after me - by the time you reach the end of the track you will be a block of ice - he got out of his hoodie and gave it to me. He pulled it over my head and I snuggled into it. The hoodie smelled so good, and his gesture revived the butterflies in my stomach-Well, don't be alone, if I don't bother you, I'll be happy to walk with you. Of course, if it's not a problem. - he smiled.
- No problem, after such a gesture, it would be particularly mean of me to tell you not to come with me - I laughed - but anyway, you don't bother me at all, I like spending time with you.
Arthur's POV:
Wait a minute, did Ollie just say he likes spending time with me? I mean, he often flirted with me as a joke, as he used to with Fred, but now it sounded so serious. I didn't know what to answer, so I didn't say anything. While we were walking, we talked about many things, such as the Ferrari Driver Academy or, for example, how his new teammate Kimi Antonelli is. After we reached the end of our walk, I said goodbye to him and thought I'd ask Charles for some love advice. I knew Charles was gay and that he was with Max.
I knocked on Charles' door and wasn't surprised when Max opened the door.
- Ohh Arth, come in.- greeted Max. But when I saw that he was not wearing a t-shirt, just a pair of pants on backwards, and Charles had Max's t-shirt inside out and only boxers underneath, I felt a little ashamed of disturbing them.
- Uhhh, excuse me, I can come back later so you can finish what you're doing.
- It doesn't matter Arth, don't go, but I appreciate it if you wait until we get dressed normally.
But we're still getting dressed, feel free to tell me why you came.
-Brother Advice- I said
- Ahh, you know you could have gone to Enzo too.
- Charlie, I need love advice, and only you can help.
- Listen, Arth Lorenzo also has a relationship.- he continued trying to shake me off.
- Charles, I don't like a girl - I rolled my eyes - But... but... - I almost cried
But who?- asked Charles.
- Ollie...
-ohh Arth, why didn't you start with this? come here.- he held out his arm and I threw myself into it without hesitation.
Then Max spoke
- You know, Arthur, if I were you, I would simply tell him how you feel. Oliver is a nice guy and I always see the sparkle in his eyes when he looks at you.
- Max, are you now saying that you think Ollie loves me? - I asked in an uncertain voice.
- Yes, this is exactly what Max wants to aim for, and I completely agree with him. So go and get yourself the British wonder child.- my brother smiled at me and started me towards the door.
- and next time you come, call Charles or wait 10 minutes in front of the door after knocking - muttered Max
-Maxieee- Charles slapped him on the back.
-Okay, I'll do these next time. - I laughed a lot- but no joke, thank you for helping me.- I gave Max a hug and then I hugged Charles tightly and pressed a kiss on his cheek.
I reached the driver's room, all my courage was gone, so I headed back to my hotel room. When I got to the hotel in the elevator, I looked for him to tell my chosen one that I like him. And then I saw a great idea. I will write a letter!
Dear Ollie!
I am writing this letter because I am too much of a coward to tell you this face to face. But I love you! I love your beautiful eyes. I love your smile when you laugh. And your smell is always great, I love it when you walk past me and the smell of your cologne hits me. You have a great sense of humor and you are an extremely nice guy. I loved our little walk today, and when you put on my hoodie I got butterflies in my stomach. And I also know very well that you've had a sweater for a long time, but I don't think it's strange because I also have one of yours. And so you know I love you Ollie! And I hope you feel the same way about me.
A.
I drew a heart at the end of the letter and for some reason didn't sign it with my full name. It was just one more step. slip through Ollie's door.
One hour... nothing
Two hours... Nothing
Three hours... Nothing
Five hours... Nothing
Oliver's POV:
I received a letter, not just any letter, a love letter, and not from anyone, but from Arthur Leclerc. I read it and it brought me to tears. Arthur really wrote that he loves me now. I have to find him, now!!
I knocked on Charles' door, where Max opened the door in boxers and Charles dressed in the background. I immediately got to the point.
- Where is Arthur??
- In the hotel room, but go in calmly, he might be sleeping, wait, I'll give you a key - Said Charles. I thanked him and left for the hotel where I stayed. I knocked on the door, nothing, again, nothing again, I opened it a third time with the key I got from Charles. Arthur was lying on the bed, in the fetal position, and judging by the movement of his back, he wasn't asleep. But he was crying. I gently put my arms around his hips and put my face against his neck.
- Charles, it didn't work, he hasn't responded since then, I ruined our whole friendship - he continued to cry
-Arth- he jumped because my voice doesn't even look a bit like Charles's- You didn't ruin anything, I love you too, I was just training you stupid- at the end of the sentence I pressed a kiss on his cheek.
Then I kissed him.
- I love you Arthur, I think I've wanted you for 2 years already.- I muttered the last half of the sentence, hoping that he didn't hear.
- I love you too Oliver, more than anything - he pulled me closer.
Then he suddenly flipped over onto my back and lay on top of me.
- Now you're not going anywhere, you're mine - he kissed me on the forehead and then on the mouth.
- I wouldn't go, Arth, especially since I can feel your back muscles in this pose, and I love the smell of your perfume, not to mention your beautiful smile. Your mere appearance puts me on the floor - I told him everything that I had only thought to myself so far. Driven by a sudden idea, I reversed our position with great momentum and sat on his hips, then felt his abs with fear. Arthur took this as a sign, sat up and took off his shirt, and I melted on the spot. I ran my finger all the way through each muscle, not missing a millimeter. Then we heard a knock. Arthur called to open the door, forgetting that he wasn't wearing a t-shirt. When the door opened I saw Charles and Max
- Ahj Charlie, I said that they are involved in the matter and we shouldn't disturb them - Max looked sadly - I blushed, and I think Arthur did too. He invited them in and basically told them everything. Then he closed with a very embarrassing sentence
- We weren't really involved in anything, only Ollie has a fetish for my muscles.
heyyy, this is a pretty long chapter since I'm on a pretty long drive and have plenty of time.
I'm asking a little late, but how did you like the Bahrain race?
How are you?
If you don't like what I write, please let me know.
M.
