part 55

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45 minutes later, i was leaving aston martin trying to hide the happiness i was feeling. that meeting was possibly the best news of my entire life. aston martin just offered me a contract!!

i never expected it too happen, at least not this early on. yes, i've done tests with them and they were really impressed. but a seat! i'm going to be a formula one driver, my dreams are coming true.

and after not even 1 years in formula 2!! i'm still speechless.

i haven't accepted it yet, because i still need to go over everything. and honestly, i only have 1 thing i want if im going to drive for them.

i want jules to stay as my engineer, to speak to me during the races. and to keep louisa as my trainer, after all she has helped me massively these last few weeks. jules aswell.

and it would benefit them, because i work the best with jules. so surely there is no reason to not agree.

i head back to the f2 garages to get lunch. since i was pretty late, everyone else had already eaten so i take my food back to the art garage and eat whilst analysing data.

but everyone was starting to pack up, after all the f2 weekend was finished. i still had to pack all my stuff before the race, so i do that.

an hour later, it was time for the race and i was sat in aston martin. it was a great race for the team, fernando getting a podium. that could be me. sorry, will be me.

later that night, i was sat in my hotel room with kimi and ollie and we discussing about what to do. there was no point in sitting on a hotel room all night, and it isn't like me and kimi can go partying. ollie could, but said he didn't want too.

"we could get pizza and go somewhere to eat it?" i suggest after a few minutes of thinking.

"yeah, sounds good, where though?" kimi says, and i shrug my shoulders before looking across at ollie who had his arm around my shoulders.

"i know an area, there's a river nearby. it's really nice." ollie says.

"i need to change, but we can go in 20 minutes?" kimi says, and we all agree.

i find a pair of linen pants and a simple t-shirt, and throw on one of ollie's hoodies to stay warm. i do a simple ponytail, before touching up my make-up.

ollie returns to my room a few minutes later in a pair of shorts and a hoodie, with a towel in his bag.

"why on earth do you have a towel?" i say, laughing.

"to sit on." he replies.

"oh yeah, good idea." i say, smiling at him.

45 minutes later, we were all sat near the river whilst eating pizza (nothing compared to proper italian pizza, but it was good) whilst chatting.

the sun was setting, it was gorgeous. i couldn't help but get up to go take some photos. i upload the photo to my instagram story, tagging both ollie and kimi.

i walk back over and sit beside ollie, him placing his arm around me as we continue chatting.

"i guess the plan worked then." kimi says.

"what plan?" ollie asks.

"i never told you, it's why i didn't drive with you this morning. i have this thing i follow before certain races, that i want something to happen." i explain.

"so im guessing the plan was to win?" he replies.

"and for you to finish p2." i add.

"really?" he says, his face lighting up.

"yes, i wanted to share the podium with you obviously. and i'm sorry for turning you away this morning."

"it's okay."

"when are you leaving kimi?" i ask.

"tomorrow night, i'm going to prema for a few days then im back for friday." he replies.

"and you?" i ask ollie.

"i leave tuesday morning, your at aston martin tuesday , wednesday and thursday right?" ollie says.

"just tuesday and wednesday, my flight is midday thursday." i correct him.

"ah right, then your graduation day."

"yes, your coming to the party right?" i say.

"i didn't know i was invited

"of course you are stupid." i say, gently hitting him.

"oi!" he says, starting to tickle me whilst i try to scramble away, but he had a tight hold on me. the whole time kimi was videoing it and laughing.

finally he stops tickling me and i get my breath back before hitting him again. he wraps his arm around me pulling me closer in a hug, whilst kimi was just sat photographing us.

"i swear, you do anything with that video i'll push you down the stairs again." i say as a joke.

"again?" ollie says shocked.

"she's done it twice before." kimi replies.

"ang, what-why?" he asks shocked.

"in my defence, he was being really annoying and i was just angry."

"yeah no shit, i broke my ankle!" kimi says.

"at least you didn't the other time." i say.

"i'm going in the river, whose joining me?" ollie says.

"i can't, i'm in trousers." i say.

"roll them up, come on. it will be fun and no-one is here to see." ollie says, puppy eyes showing.

"fine! help me then." i say, starting on one leg as ollie does the other.

whilst ollie and kimi walk through the river, i sit on a bank with my feet in the water. it was too cold to stand in.

"it looks like it's going to rain." i say, looking up at the dark cloud above us. i know it's night time, but i am definitely sure that is a rain cloud.

"i don't think so." kimi says, as it begins to rain.

"i think so." i reply, making ollie laugh a little.

"come in ang, your already wet now." ollie says, water dripping down his hair.

"fine." i say hesitantly.

ollie holds out his hand and i take it before carefully and slowly walking over. ollie interlocks our fingers whilst we begin to walk up and down the stream. sounds boring, but it was really fun. especially in the rain.

after about 10 minutes in the rain, i began shivering. even under the hoodie i was wearing, my legs were freezing.

"ang are you alright?" ollie says, looking back at me before taking a step back to me.

"yeah, it's just getting a little cold." i say.

"a little? lina your shivering." kimi says.

"i'm fine." i lie as i feel my legs begging pulled out of the water.

a second later, ollie was holding me in his arms while walking back out of the river.

"what are you doing?" i say, smiling at him.

"i'm warming you up silly." he says, and i just rest against him. i fit there, perfectly.

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