|| 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...
after all the celebrations with the team, saying goodbyes to people who weren't coming back next year, saying goodbye to those who were, it was time to leave the paddock for the last time that year.
and of course, as soon as i walked out of the hospitality, ollie was stood waiting for me, his eyes lighting up as he spots me.
"hey." he says, kissing me on the top of my head as i hold onto his arm.
"hey." i reply, leaning up to kiss him.
"ready to go?" he asks, and i nod.
"what a year huh?" i say, laughing slightly.
"it's not over yet baby."
"yeah... but the season is. when we walk out of those gates, we aren't rookies anymore. it just... sounds wierd."
"i guess so, but you have never looked like a rookie out there."
"one season down-"
"however many more to go." ollie says, finishing my sentence.
"god we need a holiday." i say, as he laughs slightly.
"well, we are going away if you have already forgotten, honestly aging quickly aren't you?" he jokes, as i give him a look.
"if im aging quick your like..." i say, pausing whilst trying to think of an insult, which wouldn't come to my mind.
"exactly." he says, pronouncing each syllable, and i go to trip him up by trying to kick him but failing miserably.
"oh so that's how it is, is it?" he says, raising his eyebrows at me as i laugh.
"maybe." i reply, before going onto my toes to kiss him.
"does that make up for it?" i ask.
"maybe if i just..." he says, before kissing me.
"now it does." he replies, before taking hold of my hand as we walk out of the paddock officially for the last time in 2025.
"oh my god, i only have two hours to get ready!" i say, looking down at the time on my phone once we were sat in the taxi.
"that's plenty of time." ollie replies, his arm across my shoulder.
"we are going to end up being late, i'm telling you now." i say, leaning my head back as i groan.
"not later than kimi, so don't worry." he says, laughing at his own joke.
almost two hours later i was almost ready to go. all i needed to do was finish my makeup, but of course ollie was watching me and distracting me as usual.
"never mind me making us late, you are going to make up late." i say, taking the eyelash curler out of his hands before he rips out his eyelashes trying to use it.
"relax we still have 15 minutes before we leave." he says, looking at his phone.
"good thing i'm nearly done then." i say, applying mascara to my left eye, as ollie goes rooting through my makeup bag.
"you know, if your so interested, i should put some makeup on you one day."
"er, no. thanks." he replies, moving his hands away before lying back on the bed.
i finish my mascara, and move onto the other eye, before finally walking over to pick up my shoes.
"you look gorgeous." ollie says, looking up from his phone.
"thank you love." i reply, whilst putting my shoes on.
(outfit below)
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i stand up from the bed and turn to face ollie, before tilting my head to look at him.
"what? do i have something in my hair?" he asks.
"no, but. have you shrunk?" i tease.
"are you trying to call me short?" he asks, laughing slightly.
"well yes, you just look shorter."
"i'm six foot two, i'm not short. it's because you're wearing heels."
"i don't know, are you that old you've started shrinking?"
"no."
"stopped drinking your milk?"
"ang."
"or perhaps it's racing, you know, being squished into the cockpit."
"you're one to talk, your only 5"7."
"won't be long before i'm taller than you." i tease, before his mouth was on mine, kissing me to get me to shut up.
"if i knew you would kiss me, i would have told you about your height shrinking sooner." i say, unable to stop the joke.
"im not shrinking!"
"okay whatever you say shortcake."
"im sending you back to italy." he says, shaking his head as he hands me my bag and i thank him.
"come on, move those little legs quicker or we are going to be late." i say, opening the hotel door.
"we are buying a tape measure tomorrow." he says, shaking his head as i lock the door.
i give him a kiss on the cheek, before slipping my hand in his as we start heading towards the hotel lobby.
|| authors note ~ hope you enjoy this part, because i sure loved writing it ❤️
