to the finish line || ollie bearman

part 37

"we are here." ollie says, 20 minutes later as he pulls up outside of a small cafe.

subconsciously, my leg was bouncing up and down. my mind was buzzing with thoughts.

"it's okay, come on." ollie says, noticing my actions.

"i don't think i can do it." i reply.

"yes, you can." he says, taking hold of my hand. i slowly nod, and ollie smiles.

"that's the first step." he carries on, before getting out of the car and opening my door. i thank him whilst getting out.

we get a table near the back of the place, trying to stay away from any fans that could find us.

"do you want me to order for you?" ollie offers.

"uhm i guess." i reply, fiddling with my fingers.

"ill be back in a minute." ollie says, standing up.

5 minutes later he returns, and i was rethinking everything.

"did kimi tell you to do this?" i ask.

"no, but he's really worried for you."

"someone needs to tell him to stop, he's going to stress himself too much." i say.

"he has a point angel, he should be worried."

"but i'm perfectly fine, im alive and there's nothing wrong with me." i say, but as ollie goes to reply our food arrives.

i stare at the plate of blueberry pancakes in front of me, until ollie gently taps my hand.

"angel, please try." ollie pleads. i could see in his eyes how worried he was. i dish before picking up the knife and fork.

i cut off a small piece and quickly put in my mouth and chew. it takes me a while to swallow it, but once i do, a smile creeps onto ollie's face. i can't say the same happened to me, in fact it was probably the opposite.

"well done." ollie says, whilst eating his.

"thanks." i say, putting down the fork and knife.

by the time ollie was done, i had eaten about a quarter of the food i had. but i was feeling sick, and i know i shouldn't have eaten it. as soon as i get home later, i need to search up what was in the food so i can write it down.

"do you want to go back?" ollie asks.

"yeah." i say. i feel really rude, because i love talking to ollie. but i can't stay out any longer.

"it's alright." he says, reassuring me.

"how much money should i send you?"

"nothing, i payed."

"are you sure?"

"yes of course."

"thank you."

a few hours later...

i had just arrived home after a gym session with louisa, my trainer. i was very tired, i could have fallen asleep on my doorstep. but no, kimi was sat waiting for me.

(italian)

"kimi why are you sat on the stairs?" i ask, too tired to even laugh.