"Alright, what the- Sadie?" Ollie did look terrible. He just wasn't the same from the last few days I had seen him. "You okay?" I collapsed straight into him, sobbing. "You're fine, Ollie," I looked up at him. "I missed you." "I can't believe you're here!" He exclaimed like an excited little boy on Christmas morning. "I just want to kiss you right now." "What did you say?" He hummed and dragged me and my bags in, cupping my face tightly in his hands while I reached for the back of his neck. "Last time we did this, your Mum interrupted us." "I know," Ollie chuckled. He leant in closely and pressed his lips gently on mine as I sensed an awkward smile on his face. I backed myself into the door as his hands found my waist, while I dug my fingers onto his back. "I had no idea how to kiss. Teach me sometime, won't you?" "You were already pretty good, Ollie," I pushed his head in. "Lovely," He sighed. "We should get to bed." "I don't want you sacrificing your career for me, so sure," I ruffled his hair. "I love you." "Say it twice, love," He wrapped himself around me. "I love you more."

"And I can still see it all, in my mind. All of you all of me, intertwined. I once believe love would be, black and white. But it's golden." Willow Harris is in a constant battle against the public, being the only female driver on the F1 grid it's not easy and she always has to defend herself, even with two titles backing her up. She has always been in love with the idea of love, she reads about it all the time, but she has a hard time accepting that part of her into her life, scared of it getting ruined by the media or her career. She dares to do it, but ¿was it with the right guy? ¿or the right guy was the one she never thought would be? the one turning her life upside down when she least expected it.