a few days later...
after a good few days with kimi and eli in london, we all split our separate ways back home. after having a few days away from the racing world, both me and ollie had to spend a few days with our teams.
and tomorrow, the fia was coming to aston martin. and so naturally out of anxiety, all i've done since i arrived home was worry whilst waiting for ollie.
"im back." he calls out a few minutes later, distracting me from my daydream.
"hey." i say, turning back to look at him as he kisses me.
"what are you doing just sat here?" he asks, taking his jacket off.
"i don't know, i've been sat here since i got back." i reply, as he sits down at the kitchen table beside me.
"i know, your still wearing your coat."
"oh, i guess so." i say, before taking my coat off.
"you don't need to worry ang about tomorrow ang,it's going to be fine." he says, placing his hand on my arm as i nod.
"that's what everyone says, but i just can't help but worry."
"have you eaten yet?" he asks, and i shake my head.
"why don't i make us some food then? you can get for a shower and change, it will take your mind of it." he suggests.
"do you remember what happened last time you tried cooking?" i sayz
"that was your fault! you distracted me." he says, laughing and i couldn't help but smile at him.
"okay so, we can both cook. what do you want?" he asks, getting up from the table and walking round to the kitchen.
"i don't know, you choose." i reply, resting my head on the table, the thought of food bringing all my worries straight back to my mind.
"there's nothing you want?" he asks, and i shake my head.
"not hungry." i reply.
"when did you last eat?" he asks, standing beside me and placing his arm across my back as i shrug my shoulders.
"okay, you still need to eat."
"i'm tired, i'm cold, i need to wash my hair, my head hurts, i want to go to bed." i complain, turning my head to face ollie.
"how about i order us food then?" he suggests.
"you need to eat ang, it's not an option not too." he says softly, stroking my back.
"i know, im sorry. just a long day." i say, sitting up and leaning against ollie's shoulder.
"don't be sorry, i know it's going to be hard for you. i just want to help." he says, kissing the top of my head.
"you do help, i just make it worse." i say
"what? no, no baby. i'm going to go run you a bath, and when you're ready i'll wash your hair for you. okay?" he says.
"thank you, i love you."
"i love you too, now go lie down." he says, as i get up off the chair and move to the couch, lying my head down on the pillow, my head still pounding.
almost an hour later, i was clean, hair washed and dried by ollie, and of course wearing a fresh set of matching pyjamas (with ollie's hoodie over the top). the food was on the way, but my headache had developed into a blocked nose, and fever by now. so i was still lying in bed.
"are you getting any better?" ollie asks, sitting on the bed beside me, as i shake my head.
"i'm sure it will be over by tomorrow." i say, hoping there would be some truth in my words, as ollie laughs at my delusions.
"oi!" i say, as the door bell rings.
"saved by the bell." ollie says, as he gets up to go and answer the door.
he comes back with a bag of food from our favourite sushi restaurant, sitting beside me in beds and beginning to take the food out.
"i got you your favourite." he says, handing me a salmon and avocado sushi.
plain, i know. but why fix something that's not broken? and, ollie agrees. as he got the same as well.
without noticing, i hadn't touched the box since opening it and placing it down. i had changed the tv to put on a show that we have been watching, not starting my food once i was done. but ollie noticed.
"ang, eat." he says.
"sorry." i reply, picking up the box and holding it in my lap and taking a bite.
"is it good?" ollie asks, as i nod, a smile appearing on his face.
slowly, but surely, i made through the food. with watching the show, and talking to ollie, it was enough to distract me to eat it. but once i was done, i was very, very tired.
luckily for me, ollie is a great pillow to lie on. and it would be a lie if i said i didn't spend half my time lying on him.
"baby?" he says softly.
"mhm?" i reply, almost half asleep.
"i hate to say this, but i've got to get up." he says, almost laughing.
"noo." i complain, wrapping my arms around him.
" im sorry, i promise ill be quick." he says, as i groan and roll off him, placing my head on the pillow.
"ill be five minutes." he says, kissing me behind the ear before getting off the bed.
ollie's pov:
after taking all the rubbish to the bin in the kitchen, changing and brushing my teeth, angel was already asleep when i got back to the room.
she looked so peaceful, i couldn't help but smile, i couldn't help but take in her beauty. because, fuck, there's a lot of it. she's the most gorgeous girl in the world, i just hope one day she sees herself how i see her. but for now, i just have to show her that myself.
i gently climb into bed beside her, careful not to wake her up, before putting my arm around her. almost immediately, she turns around and moves herself closer into my hold. minutes later, i was fast asleep.
|| authors note ~ hope you enjoy! not able to post for a few days, but ill be back soon as my motivation is definitely back (thank god) 🫶🏼
sadly, this book is coming to an end soon 😭 but after my next story (another lando one) , angel will be back for book three so you won't have to miss her for too long.
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