second chances ~ ollie bearman (2)

part 26

i make my way to the cool down room where lando and oscar were already waiting.

"i told you you could do it!" lando says, smiling at me as i walk into the room and hugging me once i was closer.

"yeah, you were right. except at the start. i fucked that bit up." i reply.

"well, you just proved yourself even more." oscar says, hugging me too before i could finally grab my water bottle. god, i was very thirsty.

"you did really well you know." oscar says, as i sit down in the p1 chair to watch the highlights.

"thanks." i say, smiling across at the australian.

"oh look at that!" lando says, as they show my overtake on lewis.

"that one was good." i say, feeling proud of it.

"the one on me was good too." oscar says.

we spend a few more minutes in the cool down room before it was time to head to the podium.

"see you out there." lando says, winking at me as his name was called out.

i was happy to be back on the podium, but even happier to be back on the top step with ollie watching from below.

i hear my name, and walk out onto the podium, waving as people cheer my name. i immediately spot ollie down below, cheering the loudest out of them all. my heart physically melted.

i take my place on the top step of the podium as the 3rd and 2nd trophies are handed out, before it was finally my trophy.

as i was handed to trophy, i put it up into the air and cheers erupt once again and people begin to chant "bow". i guess the stupid celebration jules gave was really not stupid to other people.

so, of course, either the trophy in my hand i do another little bow, people cheering even louder.
but once the italian national anthem, the cheers turn to singing along as i take my hat off mouthing the words as well, proud to be representing my country, in my country.

once the national anthems were over, it was time for the champagne showers. and i would be lying if i said that oscar and lando did not team up and cover me with champagne. unluckily for me.

we take photos before they walk away form the podium and i sit down on the podium to take a moment for myself, which i say that but there was at least a hundred people below, and people watching me on a screen across the track.

i had managed to hold the tears back, but i couldn't hold them back anymore. and they weren't tears of sadness, but they were of happiness. today was perfect; in many ways, and also not perfect but that made it so much better.

i was crying, smiling, feeling every emotion at once. but it was better than feeling nothing. and it was an amazing moment, something i would never forget until the day i die.

i finally get up, wave at the people who were still in a massive crowd below before heading off the podium, where ollie was there waiting, pulling me straight into his arms which is by far my favourite place to go.

"i am so, so, so proud of you baby." he says, kissing the top of my head, before pulling away a little and wiping my tears away.

"i'm so happy your here with me." i reply, smiling up at him whilst happy tears fall down my face.

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

"yeah, ollie i was a mess without you, i can't be without you." i say, gently stroking his jawline.

"then come back home, there's nothing stopping you and i need you." he says, his hand on my neck.

"really?" i say.

"of course baby, so what do you say?"

"yes, of course i want to come back." i say, before going onto my tiptoes and kissing him, him kissing me back.

once we pull away he laughs a little, and i laugh as well.

"what?" i ask confused, looking up into his gorgeous eyes i missed so much.

"your lips taste like champagne." he says, and we both laugh before spotting cameras and photographers following us once again as before.

so of course, i kiss him again. after all, it's time to shut down the rumours. me and ollie, it's like we never ended.

|| authors note ~ hope you enjoy 🫶🏼