|| sequel to " to the finish line || ollie bearman" ||
angel and ollie have a perfect relationship, or at least had. when a photo appears online, their relationship ends, and the two f1 rookies split their separate ways.
angel has to survive her fir...
after a very chatty drive back to my and kimi's home in ollie's car, i quickly go up to my room to change and freshen up after a long day at the track, and the boys do the same.
i brush my hair back and do two french plaits before i hear someone knock at my door.
"come in!" i shout, and ollie walks in.
"oh hey ol, im nearly done. i just need to change." i say, getting up from my seat and walking over to my wardrobe as ollie lies down on the bed.
"take your time." he says as i walk into the bathroom to change.
(outfit below)
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i walk back out and see ollie reading through a book in his hand, which i immediately notice as my song book. i quickly snatch it out of his hand, not letting him read anymore.
"what is that?" he asks, sitting up as i put it away in my desk drawer.
"it's nothing, it's silly is what it is." i say, feeling my cheeks turn pink with embarrassment.
"i don't think so." he says, getting up and going to get the book out of the drawer, holding it up high so i couldn't get it.
"did you write these?" he asks, flicking through the pages.
"yes, but no-one knows about it." i say hesitantly, giving up on trying to get the book.
"well your secret is safe with me, and im no musician but these look really good ang." he says, smiling down at me.
"you think?" i ask.
"yeah! would you play one for me?" he asks.
"well... possibly. but for now, it's pasta time." i say, grabbing the book and putting it down before dragging ollie by the hand downstairs to the kitchen.
by time it was half 9 that night, we had all gone back to our rooms, with the exception of ollie lying in bed with me as the rain turned from a light shower to heavy pour.
"ang, stop watching the rain. your just making yourself stressed." ollie says, before getting up and closing the curtain. once he comes back, he places his arm around me once again, and i rest my head on his bare chest.
"thank you." i mumble.
"try to get to sleep okay? you need to be rested for tomorrow." he says, gently stroking my back.
"mhm."
eventually i manage to fall asleep, but only to wake up a few hours later to the sound of the rain still pouring down. i gently slide out of ollie's arms and quietly grab my song book before sneaking downstairs to the piano.
before i moved out, i would always play the piano when i couldn't sleep. and i know sleeping is probably the most important thing for me right now, but i know myself. i couldn't get back to sleep even if i tried.
and i wanted to finish one of the songs, to add the final little bits and make it perfect. perfect for my ears only.
and finally, it was time to play the finished result.
"lights are turned off music is on minds is unlocked this feeling is amazing hands on your waist liquor is all that we taste your freckles lead the way i trace your constellations
i see it in your eyes the wind blows west where the sun don't rise, yes you've got a darker side you know it's a mess, but you don't need to hide, yes the sweat is dripping down caresses your skin til it hits the ground your diggin deeper now you're biting your lips so you don't make a sound
lights are turned off music is on minds is unlocked this feeling is amazing hands on your waist liquor is all that we taste your freckles lead the way i trace your constellations
now we're four shots in slowly getting sober form the taste of your skin we bring the light to the sin you pull my head up as your dripping down i feel your heart start to beat when i hit the spot, you know i hit it perfectly, yeah and you taste so sweet leave me wanting more as soon as we get out the sheets
lights are turned off music is on minds is unlocked this feeling is amazing hands on your waist liquor is all that we taste your freckles lead the way i trace your constellations
now your gone in the blink of an eye i try to remember what you look like orion's belt in the sky closest thing to you other than my mind
now your gone in the blink of the night i try to remember what you taste like deep playing in my head the smell of your body is still in my bed
lights are turned off music is on minds is unlocked this feeling is amazing hands on your waist liquor is all that we taste your freckles lead the way i trace your constellations i trace your constellations"
i stop playing and hear a quiet clap from behind me. i turn to see ollie, leaning again the doorway.
"sorry, did i wake you?" i say, as he walks over.
"no, i needed the toilet but i heard you play." he says, taking a seat beside me.
"was it bad?" i hesitantly ask.
"bad? no, it was amazing ang." he says, putting his arm around me and pulling me close to him.
"really? your not just lying to make me feel better?"
"no, i wouldn't lie to you." he says, resting his head on mine.
"should we go back to bed?" i suggest after yawning.
"yeah, come on." he says, keeping his arm around me as we head back to my bedroom.
|| authors note ~ im back!! thankfully, i wasn't busy as long as i had thought! so happy for lando's win and for a double mclaren podium! hope you enjoy, next part up possibly tomorrow 🫶🏼
