This is my first fanfic so pls be nice. Nicolandria Love Island Season 7🤍 This is based on the show but I'm using some creativity so we can have our Nicolandria endgame(producers take notes).

"A lot of girls like bad boys, but that's not really my type. I love me a gentle ass man." "One like me?" Nic asked with a grin splattered on his face as he looked at Olandria. She turned to him, starting into his eyes--they were quite pretty eyes, and squeezed her face in a 'be serious' way. "You not a gentleman, in fact you everything but one." She laughed. "But I could be, for the right girl I mean" He shrugged, moving closer to her. "And you think I'm the right girl?" "Not think. Know."

It's been a month since the villa. Olandria is still struggling to adjust to her new world- one filled with flashing lights, headlines, and expectations. Anxiety, stress, and doubt have become her constant companions. She and Nic have promised to take things slow- very slow. Like they're falling for each other all over again. But in a world fueled by fame and money, can their love really survive?

From the creator of Kiss & Tell -- After a devastating crash, pro racer Nicolas Vansteenbergh is forced to return home to Miami, bruised, benched, and bitter. He does not expect to get dragged back into the city's underground racing circuit--the very place that made him a legend. And he definitely doesn't expect to see *her* again. -- Also available on ao3 TW: This is an angst-driven story. It explores violence, underground crime, racing injuries, betrayal, emotional manipulation, and toxic relationships shaped by trauma. My characters are incredibly flawed and make harmful choices. THIS IS A FANFICTION--I do not know the real cast members or claim to know their lives, please do not grow invasive and try to pin this to the real people. Please read with care :)