"and here we are." the taxi driver says, as he pulls to a stop outside the restaurant.
"thank you." ollie says, climbing out of the car before offering his hand to me, which i accept gladly.
as we walk towards the restaurant, his hand moves to around my waist, kissing me on the neck.
"you look gorgeous, did i mention?" he says, keeping me close to him.
"only about a hundred times." i say, blushing slightly, as we make our way through the restaurant to the back room where half the drivers were already sat, just the ones you'd expect to be early.
you know, george, lewis, charles, alex, people who don't start getting ready 30 minutes before they have to go, unlike some people i know. cough cough kimi.
"i'm going to guess and say it's angel." someone says from inside the room.
"hey guys." i say, smiling at the group of drivers sat down before finding my seat.
i take the seat opposite oscar, ollie sitting by my right side and taking the end of the table, opposite logan.
"let me guess, lando hasn't set off yet?" i say, opening our f1 driver group chat after
"probably." oscar says.
"nope, actually he's on his way. kimi won't be yet though, that i guarantee." i say, before closing my phone and putting it down.
10 minutes later, lando walks into the room, everyone inside cheering for the new champion as he greeted everyone and took a seat beside oscar with a large smile on his face.
"and what time do you call this?" oscar jokes.
"im the champion, who cares if im late." lando jokes back.
"well, you are here before my brother. he's always late."
"you have to tell him an earlier time if you want him to be on time." ollie adds.
soon later, kimi finally turns up and takes his seat beside me, filling up the table of 20 drivers.
"who are we placing bets on to win the championship next year then?" max asks, about an hour into the dinner.
"you place bets?" i ask, laughing.
"every year, everyone places a bet of €100. but you can't bet on yourself. everyone who was right at the end of the year gets the money split." he says, nodding.
"and if no-one is right?" kimi asks.
"the money rolls over to the next year." lando replies.
"so who are you betting?" i ask max.
"i've actually been thinking about this." he starts to say.
"oh god, here we go. another 20 minute explanation." lando groans, taking a sip of his drink.
"he's just mad it's never him." max says, laughing.
"it isn't!" lando says.
"it could be this year." max replies.
"is it?"
"no." max replies, lando rolling his eyes and shaking his head as we all laugh.
"who?" oscar asks.
"angel." max says.
"i 100% agree with that." i say, smiling.
after going round the table, the bets were in. i voted kimi, but i also got a lot of the votes. the money was all put into a bank account waiting until the end of the year.
finally the food came out, and everyone began eating whatever fancy steak or lobster food they ordered. but when i saw chicken tenders on the kids menu, i knew exactly what i wanted.
"sometimes when you get called the kid on the grid, i disagree. but then you have times like this, and i just think that is exactly the right way to describe you." lando says.
"don't act like you aren't jealous." i say, after giving him the middle finger.
"you don't even want to know how many chicken tenders she goes through." ollie says, who had ordered something normal from the adult menu.
"and he won't be knowing that, will he oliver?" i joke, giving my boyfriend- fiancé a look.
"no ma'am." he replies, shaking his head before kissing me on the cheek.
"message me." lando mouths, as i glare at him.
"i could always unpublish my song?"
"nope." he says, giving me a childish smile.
after spending a good three hours at the restaurant, most of the drivers headed to the club and got quite drunk. it was an amazing night, very needed after such a stressful season.
a stressful season, yet also i couldn't imagine it being better. winning my first race at home, with my family, with ollie, better than my wildest dreams.
and who knows, maybe next year will be even better?
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second chances ~ ollie bearman (2)
Fanfiction|| 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...
