Distraction

Chapter 36

OLIVIA.
Together with my mom we enter the paddock. I'm a little nervous for tonight. Tonight we're telling them. I'm not telling Tommy yet, I wanna tell him on his wedding day; I just thought it is just before he needs to get out. There are cameras pointed at us following us until we're at the Renault garage. 'Ciao Grace.' Smiling she turns around. 'Ciao Olivia.' We hug. I haven't seen Daniel his parents in person for a little while. We talk allot through text and call. 'Joe.' We hug too. 'How are ya?' Smiling I nod. 'Good, good. You?' He nods too. 'Good.' Daniel is out on track.

I scroll through the photos Daniel made of me Wednesday. I wanna post one on Instagram, but I'm a little insecure about my body. Not the scar, but I do have a small stomach. 'That one.' Grace says. I stop scrolling. 'One back.' I smile. I took my top off, but I'm covering my boobs with one arm, with my other hand I'm making a pease sign; I'm big smiling because of a joke Daniel made. 'Yeah?' I ask insecure. 'Yeah really, ask your mom.' I show mom my photo. 'What do you think?' Mom looks a bit surprised. 'Beautiful, a little revealing.' 'You have to post that one.' I smile at Daniel. Alright. I search for another picture but than my back facing the camera, wanting to show my other scar too.
I'm trying to enjoy life every second. Had some time to think the last view weeks, something I needed. My life was a bit of a mess but I'm back on track! Also thought about the fact I could've died 2 (maybe 3) times in my life, but I didn't. An accident is closer than you think! Stay safe.
Go comment what ever you want on my body, I'm insecure I'll admit, but I also love my body, even when it's not "tight". Posts. I place my phone on the table. Okay maybe I'm a little nervous about the comments on my body, not hoping they are gonna react that I look pregnant.

Smiling I look at Daniel. It is time. 'We got you guys a gift.' I take two small boxes out of my backpack. 'No,' my mom already starts. 'Liv I swear too your father grave, don't do this to me,' she speaks fully Dutch. She hasn't even seen it yet. 'Just open it,' I answer back in English handing her the box. She knows. Other wise she wouldn't have reacted the way she did. 'I knew.' She shakes her head with tears in her eyes. 'Don't cry.' I smile getting up. 'You're making me cry.' I feel the tears already coming. I wrap my arms around her. 'I'm gonna be a grandma,' she softly says. I kiss her. 'Mom you too?' When I look at Grace she's crying too. I open my other arm. She stands up and joins the hug.
'How many weeks?' Grace asks when we're all calmed down. It must've looked funny three crying woman. 'It survived the shot?' I nod answering Joe. 'I did, the 8 week scan said it was growing good. I'm almost 12 weeks now. We're a little late with telling, sorry.' Daniel takes my hand. 'So when is your due date?' I look at Daniel, curious if he knows. 'Oh you want me. Um. June 15th I believe,' he says insecure. Smiling I nod. He knows. I'm proud of him.

'Good luck. You're gonna need it.' Daniel kisses me before leaving. Olaf laughs. 'I'm gonna be so hard on you.' I giggle. Of course he's gonna be. It surprised me he wanted to interview me. I'm not that special. 'Where do we start?' I shrug. 'I don't know you're the one asking questions.' It's true. He laughs and nods. 'True, true.' Before he can continue I ask him a question, 'why an interview with me?' 'People at home asked for an interview with you, they asked questions.' For me? 'Why? I don't work in f1, so why me?' I don't get it. 'Because you're interesting too. You're Ollie, you're Daniel his girlfriend, I have some questions about that too.' I smile. 'Shoot then.' 'Do you watch every race?' I nod. 'I try to, don't always get the chance. But I enjoy watching.' 'Your brother works at Red Bull as an mechanic.' I nod. 'Is that how you met?' Again I nod. 'Barcelona last year. We had that instant joking, already messing around with each other.' I'm big smiling, thinking about the day, night, we met. Good old time.
'You're always so fanatical.' I smile, that's true. 'The times we have seen you.' 'Yeah I mean, like I grew up watching allot of sports, my father was into the games, I got that from him. I didn't really watched f1 until Daniel and I became a thing, yeah it is Tom his job, but you would barely see him. But I gotta support Lewis, Max and my fiancé.' Surprised the older man looks at me. What did I say? 'Fiancé?' Oh. I smile. 'Yeah, we're getting married.' I look down at my beautiful ring. 'Congratulations.' 'Thank you.'
'Lastly I wanna ask you about your accident.' Have allot of interviews planned for that next week. 'Do you beep every time you go through security at the airport?' I giggle shaking my head. 'No, they took the two bullets out, so no beeping. I do have like little pieces, but they don't make the thing beep.' I'm glad. Other wise I have to show that I got shot by paper and stuff like that. 'Do you have them at home?' I nod. 'In a closet for show, I mean why not. It wasn't fun, but the bullets are pretty cool. I'll admit I was struggling days after, not sleeping, eating allot, nightmares. I took some time for myself, back at home it helped me allot and I am me again.' I have to say I'm eating more, it makes it less obvious I'm pregnant.