|| 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...
"baby, time to wake up." ollie grumbles as the alarm goes off, signaling it was 7:30 in the morning.
"already?" i reply, before rubbing my eyes and opening them.
"yeah i'm sorry, but do you want me to open the curtain?"
"noo, too sunny." i say.
"okay, well you have two hours until we leave so just take your time. there's no need to be rushed.". he says, before leaning down to kiss me.
15 minutes later, i finally crawl out of bed and shower once ollie was finished.
it was miami race day, and i was quite looking forward to the race. i was starting p5, so hopefully i would have some good battles with the other drivers around me. and to make it even better, ollie was back in q3 again yesterday and is starting p9, kimi p8. so hopefully we will have a fight too.
anyway, i spent every minute i had to slowly get ready, which in my mind is a perfect way to spend a morning. i love getting ready, especially if afterwards i would be racing.
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finally, almost three hours later i was at the track, splitting ways with ollie as i head into aston martin and finding jules.
"there she is, my favourite driver!" he says, greeting me with a hug.
"i would hope i am your favourite driver, because it would cause some issues if i wasnt." i reply, smiling at my engineer.
"that's true, however, your here just in time for media." jules says, arm across my shoulder as he guides me to an area where lance was.
i was handed a mini microphone to talk into, as well as lance and it was the best thing ever. i 100% need to buy myself one.
"i actually love this." i say to lance, who was also loving it just as much as me.
"it's crazy." he replies, laughing before we have to start filming a pre-race video.
"hello everyone, race day today." i say as the camera starts filming.
"yeah, very exciting. i'm starting p6, angel p5. so hopefully we will bring some er good points to the table today."
"yeah, i love the track personally. especially the paddock, it's honestly the coolest thing."
"other than these microphones."
"well yes, but there's quite a difference between the two. even so, i can't wait to race later today."
"should be a fun day."
"yes, and the support from you, our fans just makes every race weekend better. so we'll see you out there." i say, as the camera stops filming.
"perfect guys, don't forget to upload to your own instgram in about 20 minutes." the guy filming says, as he takes back the mini microphones.
we were incredibly sad to part with them, however i did head straight to amazon and order one for when i got home.
after that, it was time for the pre-race meeting to go over the strategies, the weather, the conditions for the race and overall just to prepare us for the race.
and then, finally after a very busy morning, it was time for the drivers parade.
i spot kimi walking past the garage, and i quickly head out to him, joining him on the walk to the grid.
(italian)
"where's ollie?" i ask, and kimi points out a group of people, ollie sticking out with his height.
"are you sure you don't need glasses?" kimi replies, laughing.
ollie spots us, but was clearly mid way through a conversation and winks at me. i immediately blush, and walk into kimi.
"oh my gosh." kimi says, shaking his head.
"shut up." i say, walking into him on purpose this time.
"it's not my fault you won't let me meet your girlfriend!" i complain.
"well, maybe i will... soon." he says.
"really!" i say excitedly, i've wanted to meet her since kimi accidentally told us about her whilst drunk.
"i don't know, i think it would be better for her to meet you first."
"i 100% agree." i reply, before we start a conversation with paul who was also stood around waiting for the drivers parade to begin.
we were too busy laughing, that i didn't even notice ollie finally approaching us until his arms were around my waist.
"hello." i say, ruffling his hair.
"hi." he replies, kissing my neck before pulling away as we all go out into the grid and onto the diver parade bus.
as i walk into the bus, lando calls me over so i head over to him, max and charles.
"are you coming to the club with ollie tonight?" lando asks, after we all say hello.
"not tonight, we are just staying at the hotel tonight after dinner." i say.
"we are still going on the boat on tuesday?" charles asks.
"yes, definitely! it should be fun." i reply.
on tuesday, a few of the drivers and their girlfriends, including me, ollie and kimi, were going to onto a big yacht that we had all rented out for the day. i think it will be good for us all to be together without the stress of a race weekend.
"when did you say you fly to monaco?" charles asks.
"i think it's the tuesday morning we land."
"you should come round so we can play the piano together! and you can see leo again."
"yes, i haven't seen him in ages. i'll have to check that i'm not needed that afternoon, but i think i should be free."
"great." charles says, before being pulled away for his interview.
"are you still thinking about doing that project?" lando asks me.
"yeah, maybe. i think i'll post about it in my instagram story first, but i honestly think it would be really fun for me to do." i reply.
"what's this project?" max asks, before taking a sip of his water.
"just a youtube channel." i reply.
"you should definitely do that. i would watch." max says, before it was my turn for the interview.
