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Nerves and Stolen Kisses

I have been toying with the idea of writing a fic about him for quite sometime and after last weekend I just had to. Estelle ( Ollie's rumoured gf is mentioned here but it is a fake relationship for PR reasons.) Also Paul Aron has a gf... friends to lovers trope.

Shoutout to @httpiastri for the inspiration

The Saudi Arabian Grand Prix was fast approaching. And Ollie was a jumble of nerves and excitement as usual. Since the early hour of the day, he opened the curtains letting the sun into the room and you groaned into the pillow.

“Wakey wakey, sleepyhead. Come on, we have a whole day ahead of us.”

“No, you do. I don't know why I came.”

“Because I am your bestest friend and I paid for your ticket and let you stay with me.”

“Both of which are for your benefit.”

“Come on….”

“Fine.” You say with a dejected sigh as you get up and you both get ready for the day. David, Ollie's dad was already waiting for you and you headed towards the paddock.

Everything was a frenzy and was passing by so quickly. As Ollie got into the garage and got ready for the quali you headed towards the stands trying to find Cassie, Paul's long-term girlfriend. Throughout the years you have formed a unique friendship. She was the only one who knew about your crush on Ollie and she teased you endlessly about it. Ollie and you had been best friends for the better part of your life, joint to the hip, having endless sleepovers, even if Dad didn't approve.

It was an endless nightmare being close enough to get a taste of all the what ifs, but never experiencing them.

“Do you and your lover boy share a room, huh?”

“It's not like that and you know it, Cassandra.”

“Yeah, it hurts, doesn't it?”

“So much. You have no idea. Yesterday I couldn't sleep and as the hours passed, he came closer and closer. He ended up holding me in his sleep. And I felt so bad because of Estelle. I know that they aren't really together and it's for PR, but still, I feel awful because technically I am the other woman… and she is just so nice and sweet. Never overstepping, I think she knows.”

We both stay quiet after that as the session continues.

“You know… whatever the case. You both love each other, platonically or not.”

“Yeah, I know.” I say as I watch the times set by all the drivers, Ollie having the fastest one yet.

“Looks like your man is on pole.”

We both make our way through the paddock, trying to pass the roaring sea of fans and we hand out already-signed autographs to anyone who asks for them. When we finally arrive, we part ways, before making promises about having dinner together at a restaurant Cassie wanted to try. And I head towards the Prema garage finding two beaming Bearmans, hugging.

“Hey Bear. Did you drive fast enough?” You call at him. And he grins like an idiot before swooping you into a tight hug spinning you. His laughter echoes in your ears as he sets you down.

“Yeah I drove fast enough, you minx.”

“Good. Now let's go. We are having dinner with Paul and Cassie in four hours and I want to see the city.”

“Give me five minutes to change and we are good to go.”

The afternoon is spent visiting local stores, trying to communicate in scrappy English and making terrible puns with products or street names. When they finally head to the restaurant their sides hurt from laughing. Dinner passed by as quickly as it came. As everyone says, time flies by when you are with the people you love.

Just as they open the door for their hotel room, Ollie flops in the bed as you head towards your computer and open it as hoards of emails and messages appear on the screen. Great more deadlines and essays to write until the end of the week.

“Leave it. We can pretend that we have nothing to do and watch a movie or local TV and try to understand what the hell is going on.”

“Thanks Bear. But I can't, as tempting as your offer is. Go to sleep, I will join you soon.”

And so you sit in front of your computer, ending essay after essay, sending them on time, until your eyes hurt from the pale blue light. The bed seems more welcoming than ever before as Ollie starfishes the entire length of it and his soft snores fill the empty space. Yeah, maybe it's time to call it a day.

An awful sound echoes in the room and eventually wakes you.

“I swear if it's one more ad I will jump from the window.” You grumble into your pillow as you steal the blankets and turn yourself into a burrito.

Ollie hisses as he opens his phone only to find a ton of messages and many missed calls from Ferrari. He dials Fred back as he moves towards the bathroom, trying to let you steal a few more minutes of much needed sleep.

When he emerges back in the room he sits down in front of you, his back supported on the bed.

“Ols, what's going on?”

“Carlos has an appendix”

“Oh no. Is he having surgery?”

“Yeah.” He says softly. “They want me to replace him.”

“What?” At that you are fully awake. Your hair is a netted nest and you look at him in shock. He looks at you, you his best friend who would look like a mess to anyone else but to him you look like the most beautiful and amazing creature in the world. Your mere presence has a more calming effect on him than anything else. If it weren't for you, he would have already lost his mind. “How? When? I…”

“We need to get to the paddock, if I don't want to miss FP3. I will wake up Dad and break the news to him.”

Soon after you enter the paddock and thousands of reporters try to get a better look at Ollie, flashing their cameras at you and bombarding you with questions as you make your way to the Ferrari garage and mechanics steal Ollie from you and David as they set to work quickly. David looks pale and sick as he paces into the garage trying to control his nerves through the FP3 and the Quali. When Ollie finally got off the car when he scored the 11th place, missing Q2 only by 3 hundreds of a second, you knew that this was it. He was finally shining like the bright star he was. He had done more than enough, his raw talent showing with barely one hour to get used to the car. And as mechanics and reporters closed around him. You couldn't help but feel like you didn't belong here. Where did you fit in? The reality hit you and it hit you hard. You hid in the back corners of the garage, eyes glued to the screen as everyone passed by without acknowledging you. You would happily hide in the shadows where he shined but this world wasn't meant for you. The anxiety was picking up at you, eating you alive from the inside.

And when Ollie got too close to the wall, your heart stopped beating. He was driving a car that was twice as fast and twice as dangerous than his normal F2 car. It was too much. The sound, the danger, everything really. Breathing suddenly seemed so hard and you needed a way out. As you hide behind the garage you call the one person who could understand. Terri picks up in the second ring her soft voice already calming you.

“Hey love. Is everything alright?”

“How do you do it? How can you stand back and do nothing?”

“You love him, don't you sweetheart?”

“I thought it was obvious.”

“Well … no I always hoped but… whatever the case, to answer your question you simply do it, you just have to. A driver needs his support system and you are it for him. You are his forever person, whether that is romantically or not. He needs to be near you and as much nervous as you are, so is he. Without you he would be lost, believe me I know my son. And I can bet you that as much as your heart breaks right now, you are also immensely proud.”

“Of course I am. But where do I fit in, in this world.”

“Right beside him, love.”

“Thanks Terri. Please call David. I think he is losing his mind and he is sick with worry.” You say chuckling before saying your goodbyes and head back towards the garage. The session is already over and Ollie is nowhere in sight.

Ollie plays with the power button of his phone trying to calm down but to no avail. The lock screen is a photo of the two of you. It was last summer both your skins flushed and hair slightly wet and tangled. You both smile at the camera and your eyes look bright with happiness. He feels slightly lighter but he knows that there is an impending panic attack and so he turns to the one person who could help him in this situation.

"I got your text," you say, tiptoeing inside and shutting the door behind you, careful to not make any loud sounds to scare him. "How are you doing?”

Ollie is sitting on a massaging table, elbows on top of his legs and head resting in his hands. His eyes are stuck on the floor, his silence is defeaning. When he still doesn't answer, your heart rate picks up. Is something really wrong?

You make your way over to him, hands finding his cheeks and softly tilting him up to look at you – and you swear you've never seen him look this wrecked before. Not after his worst crashes, not when he lost the rookie championship last year, not when he was cheated out from the Formula 3 championship. Once again, you've entered completely new territory, and your heart breaks at the sight.

"Ollie, talk to me," you plead, holding back the tears that starts to form on your eyes and threatento spill. It's so painful to look into his eyes, but you can't back down. Not now, not when he needs you this much.

"I'm-" his voice cracks but he shakes his head, clearing his throat. "I'm so nervous, I don't know what to do."

It's like he's oozing anxiety, and his heavy sigh is like a stab in your chest. Ollie, your usually so calm and collected best friend is probably going crazy over this – you know him well enough by now to understand that he's definitely freaking out even more on the inside than what he shows or tells. He is a messy jumble of nerves.

"I get that. One hundred per cent. But.." your thumbs begin to stroke over the skin of his cheeks, along his jaw, and then finally across his eyebrows, to which his eyes flutter closed. "This is your dream. It's been your dream since forever, and now you finally have the chance.”

"And it's not just any car, it's a Ferrari. Do you realize how cool that is? Do you realize how many people would kill for an opportunity like this?" You smile at the sight of him with his eyes still shut, eyelashes resting atop his cheeks, messy fringe covering his forehead. Even like this, at his most stressed state, he's completely gorgeous, not that you would ever tell him that. "You would've killed for an opportunity like this just 24 hours ago."

"But what if I ruin it?" His voice is barely above a whisper when he speaks, shoulders slumping forward. "What if I go out there and I'm shit, and then they realize what a big mistake they've made by even putting me in the academy? What if-"

"It won't happen." His eyelids slowly open and he looks up at you, seemingly not even the slightest upset that you cut him off. "You're too good to do that. You'll get in that car and it will feel like your second home, just like it always does."

Finally, a small smile makes its way onto his lips. It's only been a few minutes since you came in, but he seems much more relaxed now, leaning into your touch completely. "I'll try my best to make you proud."

“I'm always proud of you, you mufflehead.”

A laugh bubbles from his chest and he stands up from the table, opening his arms wide and pulling you in for a tight hug. His heart is still beating louder than a drum in his chest when your ear is pressed up against it, and you're almost worried it will jump out any second now. But his breaths are much more controlled now, and his mind seems much lighter. And soon enough his heartbeat slows to normal.

“I bet that in twenty four hours not only will you finish the race, you will score points and beat Max Verstappen.”

“Let's not get ahead of ourselves” he says chuckling. “God, my neck is killing me.”

“Sit down. I've got you.” And so you start massaging his neck. It's stiff and hard under your hands and he lets a small groan as you untangle one of the knots that were quite painful. After a few minutes he is putty in your hands, his eyes closed, trusting you completely and feeling at ease for the first time in the past two days.

True to your world, Ollie crosses the finish line in seventh place, having gained points in his debut. But the one thing that kept him calm through the process was the thought that she was waiting for him in the cool down room. When the race finishes and drives the car back home he jumps from his seat and he can't get fast enough to her. People around him are praising him and congratulating him but they all fall to deaf eyes.

When he finally gets into the room to change into new fireproofs, she is patiently waiting for him. Her eyes are a little misty and her face flushed.

“I told you.”

“I didn't beat Max.”

“Still.”

She closes in on him and her hands are thrown around his neck, he reciprocates the hug immediately as his heart beat finally slows down. They doth draw away after a while only for him to dive back into her and kiss her firmly on the lips. Shock petrifies her and when he stops, he places his forehead on top of hers. He is a flustered mess and he is mumbling apologies, before she reconnects their lips.

For the following hours Ollie sports a shit-eating grin on his face. Everyone thinks that it is because of his amazing performance and not for kissing the girl that held his heart captive since they were five years old.

Hola, Iya! I'd like to request one for Ollie Bearman. Y/n and Ollie have been secretly dating for a few months. Ollie and Y/n are the same age and Y/n currently works for Prema as a publicist who takes care of Prema's social media content. The plot probably started when Y/n was filming Ollie for LAP content on prema youtube. Ollie says he wants to get himself oakberry (his favourite smoothie all the time) and offers Y/n if she wants one too but accidentally calls Y/n with "babe". Maybe the dialogue would go something like this:

"I'm gonna go get oakberry!"

"Like, right now?"

"Yes!"

"Where?"

"From oakberry shop of course. I scouted it out months ago. 1.5 km from the hotel, 5 minutes drive, you want one babe?—whoops.... sorry for the slip, no one heard that right?"

"Omg yeah luckily. I'll edit it later. Pls watch your mouth!"

"Yeah I'll don't worry. Also make sure you do the editing thing, otherwise everyone will know" (laughing while pinching Y/n's cheeks as he can't handle his gf cuteness.

However, a few days later when she had uploaded LAP to Prema's youtube, an error occurred and it turned out that a video part of her dialogue with Ollie was not cropped and had been watched by Prema's fans. Everyone was talking about it including Prema people. Arthur, Dino, Paul, and others teased Y/n and Ollie because they had been secretly dating. Y/n was afraid that she would get bullied by Ollie's fans but he made sure that everything would be okay. And sure enough, it turned out that they liked Y/n because she is just an angle and had a strong chemistry with Ollie behind the scenes (though there were some who definitely didn't like her) and ended up revealing their relationship to the public.

I guess that's the idea I had in my head. You can develop the idea further and the rest is up to you. Let me know if there's anything from my request that makes you uncomfortable, make it as comfortable as possible for yourself. Also, looking at some of your writings, there is the use of – instead of " for the dialogue. If it's okay, I prefer to use "......" for the dialogue instead of –........–. But if it's more comfortable for you, it's fine, I'm just letting you know which one I prefer. That's all. Im really looking forward to reading your writings! Gracias y envio un abrazo muy grande!!!

Y/n and Ollie had been secretly dating for a few months now, keeping their relationship hidden from the public eye. Y/n was Prema's publicist and took care of their social media content.

Y/n was worried about how their relationship would affect her job, but Ollie assured her that everything would be okay. He told her that he loved her and that he was proud to be with her, no matter what anyone else thought.

One day, while Y/n was working at the Prema office, she received a message from Ollie asking her to meet him outside. She quickly finished her work and rushed out to meet him.

When she arrived, she saw Ollie standing there with a huge smile on his face. "What's going on?" Y/n asked, curious.

"I have a surprise for you," Ollie replied, taking her hand and leading her down the street.

As they walked, Y/n couldn't help but feel nervous. She had no idea what Ollie had planned, but she trusted him completely. Finally, they arrived at a beautiful park, filled with lush green trees and colorful flowers.

"Wow, this is amazing," Y/n said, looking around in awe.

"I know, right? I thought we could have a picnic," Ollie said, pulling out a basket filled with delicious treats.

Y/n smiled, feeling her heart fill with happiness. They sat down on a blanket and enjoyed their food, laughing and chatting about everything under the sun.

As the sun began to set, Ollie took Y/n's hand and looked into her eyes. "Y/n, I have something to tell you," he said, his voice soft and serious.

"What is it?" Y/n asked, feeling her heart race with anticipation.

"I love you, Y/n. I've loved you from the moment I met you, and I can't imagine my life without you. I want to be with you forever."

Y/n felt tears well up in her eyes as she looked at Ollie. "I love you too, Ollie," she said, her voice trembling with emotion.

Ollie smiled and pulled her close, kissing her gently on the lips. They stayed there for a long time, wrapped up in each other's arms, feeling the love and warmth that they shared.

One day, while filming, he mentioned that he wanted to get himself an oakberry smoothie, and offered to get one for Y/n too. However, in his excitement, he accidentally called her "babe".

Y/n blushed, trying to suppress a smile. "Omg yeah luckily. I'll edit it later. Please watch your mouth!"

Ollie chuckled and pinched her cheeks. "Yeah, I'll don't worry. Also, make sure you do the editing thing, otherwise everyone will know."

But, little did they know, that small slip-up would eventually lead to their relationship being exposed.

A few days later, Y/n uploaded the LAP video to Prema's YouTube channel, but there was a technical error, and almost everything of her conversation with Ollie was not cropped out. Prema's fans caught it and started speculating that Y/n and Ollie were secretly dating. Arthur, Dino, Paul, and others teased them, and Y/n was worried about being bullied by Ollie's fans. However, Ollie reassured her and made sure that everything was okay.

Y/n felt her heart skip a beat. She had always known that their secret relationship couldn't last forever, but she wasn't sure if she was ready for the attention that would come with being Ollie's girlfriend in the public eye.

"Ollie. I'm scared," she admitted.

"I understand, but I promise I'll be by your side through everything. We'll face it together," he reassured her.

Y/n couldn't resist his charm and agreed. Ollie immediately posted a picture of them on his Instagram with a caption that read, "No longer keeping it a secret. This girl makes me the happiest."

As it turned out, the fans loved Y/n and her chemistry with Ollie behind the scenes, and many were happy to hear about their relationship. Y/n and Ollie eventually decided to reveal their relationship to the public, and it was well-received, with many fans showing their support.

Despite the initial fear and uncertainty, Y/n and Ollie's relationship only grew stronger after the public reveal. They continued to work together on Prema's YouTube channel, and the fans loved seeing them together on-screen and off.

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Ollie Bearman paced restlessly in his apartment, glancing at his watch every few seconds. The tension in the air was thick as he waited for his girlfriend, Y/N, to arrive. They were supposed to have a quiet evening together before he left for his next race, but an argument had erupted earlier, casting a dark cloud over their plans.

The doorbell finally rang, and Ollie hurriedly opened the door, a mix of frustration and anticipation written across his face. Y/N stood there, her eyes filled with anger and hurt.

"I can't believe you, Ollie!" Y/N exclaimed, her voice trembling with emotion. "How could you say something like that?"

Ollie sighed, realizing the gravity of his words. "I didn't mean it like that, Y/N. It just came out wrong, and I—"

"Save it, Ollie," she interrupted, her voice quivering with disappointment. "I thought you understood me better than that. But apparently, you don't."

Y/N turned to leave, tears welling up in her eyes, but Ollie grabbed her arm, desperation etched on his face. "Please, don't go. I'm leaving for the race tomorrow, and I don't want us to part on bad terms."

She hesitated for a moment, her eyes locked with his. "I don't know, Ollie. This hurt me deeply. I need some time to think."

Ollie's heart sank as he watched her walk away, their unresolved argument hanging in the air. The days leading up to the race were filled with tension and silence, each passing moment making him worry more. He couldn't help but think that Y/N wouldn't come to support him because of their fight.

Days passed, and the void between them grew wider. They exchanged only brief, formal messages, avoiding the deeper conversation that was long overdue. Y/N spent those days replaying their argument in her mind, regretting the words that had been said and yearning for a chance to make amends.

Saturday arrived, and Y/N found herself at the racetrack, her heart pounding with anticipation. She had made the decision to support Ollie, despite their unresolved conflict. As she watched the cars lining up on the grid, she couldn't help but wonder if he even realized she was there.

As the engines roared and the race began, Ollie's eyes scanned the crowd, searching for any sign of Y/N. His heart sank when he couldn't spot her, fearing that his worst fears had come true. The burden of his mistake weighed heavily on his shoulders, making it difficult to concentrate on the race.

"Hey, Ollie! You ready to race?" It was Arthur Leclerc, a close friend of both Ollie and Y/N, who had sensed the brewing storm between them.

Ollie turned his head and met Arthur's gaze, a mix of gratitude and worry etched on his face. "Yeah, but... I don't know if Y/N will be here. We had a fight, and I haven't heard from her since."

Arthur placed a reassuring hand on Ollie's shoulder. "Don't worry, mate. I spoke to Y/N earlier, and she's on her way. She just needed a little nudge to come see you. I think she wants to make things right."

A glimmer of hope sparkled in Ollie's eyes as he processed Arthur's words. His heart raced with anticipation, both for the race ahead and the possibility of reconciling with Y/N. He thanked Arthur, his gratitude evident, and made his way to the starting grid.

As the cars lined up, engines revving, Ollie caught sight of Y/N making her way through the crowd. Her determined expression melted into a mix of relief and regret as she met Ollie's gaze. With a nod, she silently communicated her desire to talk and find a resolution.

YN's heart skipped a beat, she had been hoping for this moment, a chance to reconcile before Ollie embarked on his journey. Her voice quivered slightly as she responded, "I'm here, Ollie."

Ollie sighed, his face betraying a mixture of frustration and longing. "I can't believe we let things get this bad, YN. We used to be so close, and now we're practically strangers. I'm sorry for the things I said, but you know how important this race is for me. I need to focus."

Tears welled up in YN's eyes as she replied, "I understand, Ollie. But we've let our anger cloud our judgment. It's not about me attending the race; it's about us mending our friendship. I didn't want to come across as unsupportive."

Ollie's expression softened, his eyes searching hers for sincerity. "I thought you didn't want to be here because of what happened. I felt like you were punishing me."

A wave of realization washed over YN. They had both misread each other's intentions, caught up in their own insecurities. "No, Ollie. I was afraid you didn't want me here after our argument. I wanted to give you space, but now I see that I should have been by your side."

Ollie let out a breath he didn't realize he had been holding. "I've missed you, YN. The past few days have been unbearable. I've realized how much you mean to me, not just as a friend, but as someone who understands and supports my passion."

Tears streamed down YN's cheeks as she took a step closer to Ollie. "I've missed you too, Ollie. I should have never let our disagreement overshadow the bond we share. Please forgive me."

A gentle smile tugged at the corners of Ollie's lips. "There's nothing to forgive. We both made mistakes, but what matters now is that we're here, together."

They stood there, enveloped in a shared understanding, the noise of the racing cars fading into the background. YN wiped away her tears, determination etched across her face. "I won't miss your race, Ollie. I want to support you, as a friend, as your girlfriend and as someone who believes in your talent."

Ollie's eyes sparkled with gratitude and affection. "Thank you, YN. Your presence means the world to me."

As the engines roared and the race began, YN watched from the garage, her heart pounding with anticipation. Ollie weaved through the pack, his determination evident in every maneuver. Lap after lap, he pushed himself to the limit, propelled by the support and understanding that had been rekindled between him and YN.

The race reached its climax, and Ollie's talent shone through. He surged ahead, overtaking his rivals with skill and precision. The crowd erupted in cheers as he crossed the finish line, securing a triumphant victory.

As Ollie crossed the finish line, his eyes immediately searched for Y/N in the crowd. They locked gazes, and in that moment, the weight of their argument dissipated. Without hesitation, Y/N ran toward him, her smile radiating forgiveness and love.

Breathless and exhilarated, Ollie climbed out of his car, rushing to meet Y/N halfway. They embraced, their tears mingling with the sweat on their faces. Amidst the cheers of the crowd, they whispered apologies and promises, vowing to communicate better and cherish their love.

YN's eyes gleamed with pride as she hugged him back. "Congratulations, Ollie! You were incredible out there. I'm so proud of you, i love you"

"You don't know how much i needed that words, i love you too"

Their embrace lingered, solidifying their bond and reminding them of the resilience of their friendship. From that moment on, they knew that no obstacle could come between them. They had learned the importance of communication, forgiveness, and unwavering support—the keys to building a relationship strong enough to weather any storm.

In that shared moment, their argument became a distant memory, replaced by a newfound understanding and a deeper bond. Together, they had conquered the race and reconciled their hearts. With Y/N by his side, Ollie knew that no matter the challenges they faced, their love would always drive them forward.

And as they stood on the podium, Ollie's trophy glistening in the sunlight, they knew that the true victory that day was not the race itself, but the resilience of their love that had triumphed against all odds.

And as they celebrated Ollie's victory, YN and Ollie promised each other to never let anger or misunderstandings come between them again, for they knew that their shared love for motorsports and their unbreakable friendship were worth fighting for.

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