second chances ~ ollie bearman (2)

part 41

once i was finished with the interview, there was still a few drivers left to have theirs so i head back over to my brother and ollie who were stood with pole.

"this is the first time we all are in the top 10 right?" paul asks.

"yes!" i say, realising it was.

"now the 2025 rookies will finally cook." kimi says.

"took you long enough." i reply as a joke, in which i got a very dirty look from kimi.

"love you to brother." i say, before ruining his hair.

"im next!" he complains, trying to fix his hair as he gets called over, giving me an incredibly dirty look.

all throughout his interview he was giving me dirty looks whilst trying to sort his hair out a little. once he came back over, and ollie had left for his interview, he messed my hair up too. bitch.

"bitch." i say, messing his hair up even more, all whilst paul was laughing at us. which was definitely not fair, so i had to mess his up too.

"not so funny now is it." i joke.

"we have to get ollie." paul says, noticing ollie taking glances at us whilst trying to hold in his laugh.

"i will!" i say, smiling as ollie walks over.

all the drivers begin to get off the bus as the drivers parade was over, and me and ollie head to an empty place to stand, kimi and paul following us.

i turn and place my hand on ollie's neck to kiss him, and just before i pull away i ruffle his hair and mess it up.

"i knew it was coming!" he says, laughing before fixing his hair.

why are all boys obsessed with their hair? okay, maybe i am too. but not as much as them.

"okay, well i have to go back to aston but ill see you for the national anthem?" i say, looking up at ollie.

"yeah." ollie's replies, smiling before kissing me and saying goodbye.

"you and ollie are cute." jules says, as i approach him where he was stood waiting.

"huh?" i ask, confused as we walk further into the garage.

"just then, there was so many cameras filming you." he says, laughing.

"oh. oh well, i think everyone knows we are dating anyway." i say, shrugging it off.

"i get people telling me you two are the "it" couple? what does it mean? i am incredibly confused." he says, and i couldn't help but laugh.

a while later, all the cars were in the grid and i was finishing up a conversation with a few of the mechanics before it was time for the nation anthem.

to me, knowing the team is very important to me. i try to remember as many people's names as i can, talk to as many of them as i can. because i know that i couldn't be where i am without the immense work they do. on the cars, and i always want them to know how grateful i am for everyone in aston martin.

or at least i try too. there will always be the people who hate me, who think i shouldn't be in formula one for being a woman. and i hate to admit there's a few of them, so i try to steer clear. although it's not always possible.

i was walking to the front of the grid with lance, before saying goodbye and heading over to ollie.

"hey." i say, greeting my boyfriend.

"hey." he replies, smiling down at me whilst kimi walks over to us.

"hellooo." kimi says, once he was stood beside us, although as he was almost late it was time to line up.

thankfully, i was stood next to ollie so whilst we were waiting for everyone to line up we could talk.

"so what film tonight?" he asks.

"that's a great question. the idea of you?"

"what idea?" ollie replies, completely misunderstanding what i was saying.

"no no, the movie. it's called the idea of you." i say, laughing a little.

"oh, right. have we watched it before?"

"yes, we watched it last week ol."

"i was probably asleep."

"you were." i say, before the national anthem begins.

once the national anthem was over, me and ollie walk down the grid together before departing at my car. i head over to jules, who was waiting for me to have a last minute recap over strategies and goals.

"so pretty much, watch the tyres, get as many points as i can?" i say.

"well... yeah." he says, laughing.

"easy." i say, whilst taking my drink bottle from him and putting my headphones on.

a few minutes later i was putting on my helmet and sitting in the cockpit of my car. trying to concentrate for the final few minutes. the calm before the storm as i like to call it.

"radio check." jules says, from his seat on the pit wall.

"loud and clear, loud and clear." i reply as the last people clear the grid and it was time for the formation lap.

"alright angel, you know what to do." jules says, just before i line up in p5 one lap later.

it was lance behind me, lewis ahead. and of course the rest of the rookies in the top 10. everything was quiet, well except the roar of the cars, and the fans. so maybe not quiet. it was pretty loud.

1 light...
2 lights...
3 lights...
4 lights...
5 lights...

lights out...