angel's journey to formula 1 is almost completed, but it has been anything but easy. being the only girl in formula 2 is hard, especially when she is facing many personal challenges.
what is going to happen when she finds herself gravitating towards...
"okay, the table is booked in two hours so we leave in an hour and a half." i say whilst walking into mine and ollie's hotel room.
"sounds great baby, im just using the bathroom." ollie replies kissing the top of my head.
i head over to my suitcase of clothes to choose an outfit for dinner tonight. thankfully, i brought two going out outfits. one for tomorrow for the club, and one i packed just in case for tonight.
i lay out my outfit in the bed before sitting on the vanity.
(outfit below)
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i style my hair half up, half down with a black bow to hold it together. ollie comes and sits beside, entertaining me whilst i get ready. before getting changed i take off all my makeup and redo it.
"you look gorgeous." ollie says
"thank you amor, you look very handsome." i say, blushing slightly before kissing him.
"are you blushing?" he says, taking hold of my hand.
"no of course not, you are though." i say, smiling with my dimples showing.
"how could i not when im with you?" he says, kissing me again.
"aw amor."
"what?"
"nothing." i say, playing my with his hand.
"you need to change, we're leaving in 10 minutes." ollie says finally.
"oh yeah, i'll be two minutes." i say, standing up and taking my dress into the bathroom.
a few minutes later i walk out of the bathroom, into the new dress and place the old one folded up in my suitcase. i stand up and turn around to see ollie looking at me, his eyes full of awe.
"what?" i say, laughing slightly.
"your gorgeous, i'm the luckiest man in the world." he says, taking one of my hands and spinnng me around into his arms.
"and i'm the luckiest girl." i say, kissing his cheek.
he leans down and kisses me again, hand on my neck. when we break apart we both look at each other, before laughing slightly.
"come on, let's go." i say, pulling ollie towards the door with one hand and picking up a bag with the other.
25 minutes later, we were sat down at a table in the corner of an italian restaurant, holding each others hand across the table.
"has it set in yet? that your the champion?" i ask, stroking his hand.
"no, it's truly unbelievable." he replies.
"well i'm here to tell you every day."
"and i'm here to tell you we need to buy furniture." he says, laughing.
"i have it all planned out." i say excitedly.
"tell me all about it." ollie says, smiling at my reaction.
and i tell him all about it. half way through i stop, but he tells me to carry on, and i couldn't say no to him. not long after i was finished, our food arrives.
"you know my parents are coming tomorrow right?" ollie says.
"what! no you never said." i say, how does it forget to tell me that his parents are coming? i've never met them before.
"yeah, i told you on the plane." he says, and i realise.
"ollie, i was asleep." i say.
"im sorry, but listen. there's nothing to stress about, my parents are really nice."
"if they're your parents they must be, but i need to make a good impression." i say, beginning to worry.
what if they disprove of my outfit? what if they think im too distracting for him? what if they think we are too young?
"ang." he says softly.
"yeah?"
"please, don't even think about it. just be your normal self, and they will love you. besides, they already love you." he says, trying to reassure me.
"you talk about me?" i say, smiling at him.
"all the time baby. what else would i talk about?" he says, smiling back. i love his smile more than anything.
"i don't know." i say, as the check is brought over. ollie goes to pick it up, but i grab it first.
"no, i'm paying." i say, opening it.
"no, i want to pay." he says, puppy eyes. no, i am paying.
"no, ollie, no. i'm paying." i say, whilst i pay the check.
"i'm paying you back right now." ollie says, picking his phone up. i take a photo of him and upload it to my instagram story, tagging him in it.
(instagram story)
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"no, ollie. this was my idea, don't pay me back." i say.
"too late." he says, as i hear a notification from my phone.
"i hate you."
"no, you love me."
"okay, i do love you. but next time im actually paying." i say.
"whatever you want to say to make yourself feel better love." ollie replies as we walk away from the table and he places his arm around my shoulder.
the next morning...
i wake up, strong familiar arms wrapped around me with my head rested on ollie's chest. i look up at the clock and see it was already 7 o'clock, and ollie needed to wake up.
i hate waking him up, because he looks so cute asleep, but i also didn't want him to be late.
"amor." i whisper gently.
"hmm?" he replies.
"you need to wake up, we are meeting kimi in two hours. and i need to get ready." i say, looking up at him too see his eyelids still closed.
"five more minutes baby." he says, tightening his grip on me slightly.
"okay." i say, resting my head down again.
five minutes later, i finally manage to get him out of bed and showering.
