second chances ~ ollie bearman (2)

part 16

i finally get back to the garage, trying to clear my head of ollie whilst finding jules to see what i needed to do.

(italian)

"angel!" someone says, behind me. i turn around, thinking it would be a mechanic but no.

"w-why are you here nick?" i say, as he walks over with a wide smile.

"i'm here to support an old friend." he says, hugging me.

if we were anywhere else, i could avoid this. i could hit him in the face, or in the balls. but no. we are surrounded by cameras, so i couldn't only accept the hug.

"fuck yourself." i mutter in his ear, and he just laughs.

"come on, i'm here to help after the breakup."

"yeah whatever, i'm not playing around here nick. this is everything to me, so please leave me alone." i say, before walking away to jules, who i had finally spotted.

"okay, go change and then we have a meeting. how are you feeling? ready for the race?" he asks.

"yeah, but i think i've made a mistake." i admit.

"okay... well, what's wrong?" he asks.

"no, jules it's fine. it's not racing so i'll just. i don't know."

"i don't care whether it's racing or not, my job is to make sure your alright. so, what's wrong." he asks again, and i tell him.

"so? what do i do?" i ask.

"i'm not the best person to ask advice from. but, i think you should talk to him." he replies.

"really?"

"yeah, kid. now i would love to sort out your problems, but i have to sort out your race okay? so go change and then it's meeting time in 10 minutes." he says, and i nod.

a few hours later, i was stood to the side of the grid with lance, waiting for the national anthem to start. finally, we were told where to stand. unlucky for me, i was next to ollie.

i couldn't stop myself from catching glances of him. i felt attracted to him, like i was being pulled to him. like we were two magnets.

ollie's pov:

i couldn't stop myself from looking at her. i needed something to help me not miss her as much. i don't think she knows how much us being apart pains me.

angel's pov:

as soon as the national anthem was over, i turn and walk away. i couldn't stay that close to him any longer without doing something. my hands longed to be in his.

whilst walking quickly back towards my car, kimi catches up to me.

(italian)

"are you alright?" he asks.

"i'm perfectly fine, why would i be anything less?" i say, when i clearly wasn't.

"alright, im sorry."

"no, no. you shouldn't be sorry, that was mean. it's just been stressful today." i say, stopping walking and looking at kimi.

"stressful is an understatement, i would say talk now, but your have a podium to get on. so you need to focus. find me after the race?"

"yeah, thank you." i say, before giving him a hug and then splitting off to our seperate cars. kimi was starting p11 in the race, and i hope to god he gets points.

5 minutes later, i was sat in the car waiting for everyone to clear the grid.

"okay angel, you know the plan." jules says into the team radio.