|| 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...
me and ollie sat talking on the bed for about 10 minutes, him distracting me from all the negative thoughts in my head, before he finally had to go for a shower and i decide to get changed.
i walk over to the wardrobe; and stare at all my clothes for a good few minutes.
your going to look ugly in anything; you should just cover up, save someone else the horror from seeing you.
i grab the closest pair of jeans to me, and a hoodie hoping that it would be baggy enough to hide myself, before changing into them. and staring at myself in the mirror, hating the way i looked at the first sight.
(outfit below)
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i was so focused on criticising myself, i didn't even notice ollie walking out of the bathroom.
"ang, come away from the mirror. your only doing yourself harm." he says, holding out his hand for me to take, as i turn around, a tear falling down my cheek.
"come here." he says softly, wrapping his arms around me as i embrace him in a hug.
"i hate this! i hate it so much!" i say quietly, hiding my face in the t-shirt he was now wearing.
"i know, i know. it's going to take time; but you will get better. now that you want help, you will get better." he says, placing his head on top of mine.
"why does it have to be so hard?"
"i couldn't tell you baby. it just is."
i stayed in ollie's arms until i finally stopped myself from crying, and well, ollie had to change his shirt. while he was changing again, i headed into the bathroom to use the toilet and to do some makeup. even if i was going to wear my hood up at any point in the paddock, it made me feel a little better wearing it.
when i walked back into the bedroom, there was a towel covering the mirror.
"ollie, what have you done?" i ask, confused as to why the mirror was completely covered up.
"i thought it might help, if you can't look at yourself in the mirror you have to ask me how you look. and i will always tell you the truth, that you look gorgeous."
"thank you ol. i guess i do spend a lot of time criticising myself in mirrors." i say, leaning up to kiss my boyfriend.
"you know im always here to help you." he says, kissing me back.
"yes, yes i do." i reply, smiling up at him.
"are you ready to leave now? the taxi is here in a few minutes."
"i just need to get my bag, then i will be." i say, walking over to my side of the bed and picking up my bag, putting my shoes on before following ollie out of the hotel room and down to the lobby.
"are you going to-" ollie begins to say.
"no. no im not going too."
"i didn't even finish what i was saying."
"i know what you were going to say, and i don't want too."
"what about talking to kimi then?" he says, and i don't reply for a while
he's my brother, should he know? i suppose he could help me. the more people who know, the more you have to eat. the more uglier, the more fat you get.
"i think ill be fine with just you and jules." i reply finally.
"i think you should tell him."
"well i don't want too." i snap back, hints of anger in my voice.
"im sorry." i say immediately after.
"no im sorry, if you dont want to tell kimi, you shouldn't."
"tell me what?"
i turn around to see kimi stood behind us. that bastard, ollie knew he was there! he wouldn't normally say his name.
"that was low, well done." i say, before walking away from the two, and out of the hotel onto the streets.
ollie's pov:
out of the corner of my eye, i saw kimi approaching us. this was my only chance. she needed to tell him.
"no, i'm sorry. if you don't want to tell kimi then you shouldn't have too."
"tell me what?"
she turned her head to see who it was, and when she saw her brother, she turned back to look at me. she did not look happy, whatsoever. it pained me to have to do this to do her. i want her to get better, but i don't want to pressure her, i don't want to stress her out. but i did.
"that was low, well done." she says, snatching her hand out of mine and walking away.
i wanted to go after her, i really did. i felt so guilty, i knew i probably shouldn't have followed her. but, i did.
i left the hotel as soon as i had realised what had actually happened, leaving kimi stood there confused.
"ang!" i shout, as she was already at the bottom of the street. sometimes i forget she can walk very fast when she wants too.
i sped up my walking, shouting her name still whilst she ignored me, not even looking back. i was catching up to her, and once i was close enough, i took hold of her hand, stopping her from walking away again.
"go away ollie, i don't want to talk to you." she says, pulling her hand away as i step in front of her.
"i'm sorry, i'm so sorry. i shouldn't have done that." i say, as she still refuses to look at me.
"please ang, look at me. i hate it when your mad at me."
|| authors note ~ hope you enjoy!
what's going to happen next with angel and ollie?? did he do the right thing?
