second chances ~ ollie bearman (2)

part 65

"i'm afraid this doesn't look like food poisoning." the doctor says.

"what do you think it could be?" ollie asks.

"have you experienced any sharp stomach pains ms antonelli? nausea, weakness, constipated?"

"uhm yeah? i guess i have." i reply.

"it looks like you have appendicitis, i will bring another doctor in before we begin to prepare for surgery." the doctor says.

"well then why was she fainting?" ollie asks.

"i suspect a lack of food. now, if you will excuse me." the doctor says before leaving the room.

"fuck me." i say, groaning whilst hanging my head back.

"it's gonna be fine, your going to be fine."

" what happens if i don't have the surgery today?"

"that's not an option. you know that ang." ollie says softly.

"i guess, but there is no way in hell i don't have food poisoning."

"yeah, but this is worse."

"oh god, i need to tell jules, and kimi, and i need clothes. i'm not spending a night in those shit hospital clothes."

"i will call them both for you, and kimi can bring your clothes with him." ollie says, whilst laughing a little.

"what's funny?" i ask.

"only you would refuse to wear hospital clothes." he says, and i smile softly.

"that's true. oh, i have something to tell you. i think i might forget after the surgery." i say, turning to face ollie.

"what is it? is it bad?" he  replies.

"no, no it's not bad."

"then what is it?"

"i've been asked to perform in las vegas." i say, ollie face immediately lighting up as he leans forward to pull me into a hug.

"that's amazing! im so proud of you baby." he says, as i rest my head on his shoulder.

"i think it will be good for me." i reply.

"your not nervous then?"

"oh, yeah. incredibly nervous. but still, it will be good."

"i'm so proud of you, last year you could have never done this"

"last year was a pretty bad year, except for you. my life would be so different without you ollie."

"well,  i hope to keep on changing your life. after all, your stuck with me forever."

"i can't wait." i reply, smiling at him as the doctor returns to the room, and ollie excused himself to call jules and kimi.

"when do you think i will be able to leave the hospital?" i ask the doctor, who was doing some more tests.

"if it all goes well, by tomorrow night. and don't worry ms, you should be back to normal for the next race." she replies, giving me a smile before handing me a pen and paperwork.

"thank you." i reply.

"i was one of your doctors last year." she says, looking down at me.

"thank you, i owe a lot to you and the other doctors."

"i think you should be thanking your fiancée, and your brother."

"why do you say that?"

"you couldn't find two people who care more about you anywhere. they didn't leave your side. not once."

"really?" i say, smiling.

"yes, and it was hard on them, if you can imagine."

"i know how hard it is too lose someone, must be even worse if you  don't know whether a loved one will wake up, or if they won't. because your hoping with all your heart that they will wake up. that you can see them again. and sometimes they won't."

"it is, but you were lucky. you must be one of the luckiest people out there. and courageous. not many people would have continued like you did."

"thank you." i say, as the door opens, ollie walking back in.

"you okay? kimi and jules are both on there way here." he says, sitting down beside me.

"yes." i say, before the doctor leaves the room once again.

"i love you." i say, turning to face ollie.

"i love you too, where's this coming from? has something bad happened?" he asks worriedly.

"uhm no. i was just... thinking about last year."

"the crash?"

"sort of? more about you and kimi. i don't think i've thanked you enough for what you did. you saved me."

"we didn't save you, you did that yourself. just like you do everyday. okay? credit yourself. and i love you." ollie says, before leaning forward to kiss me.

we pull away and smile at each other, his hand still on my neck as we keep eye contact, not intense eye contact. it was soft, peaceful? but definitely romantic.

it was in that moment, 8:53pm a sunday night in august, in a random belgian hospital, when i realised. i will never, nor have ever, love anything or anything as much as i love oliver bearman. my fiancée. and he loved me.

there wasn't a single person i would rather marry and grow old with.

|| authors note ~ hope you enjoy 🫶🏼

i couldn't leave you on a cliffhanger, but this will be my lost post before christmas. (i loved the secret santa f1 video, franco was iconic)

but i hope you all have the best christmas ever, spend time with your loved ones and just enjoy yourselves. see you soon ❤️