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may 23rd 2024

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AFTER A NICE NIGHT OF CUDDLING WITH HER BOYFRIEND, linnea woke up feeling refreshed. "c'mon bear boy, wake up!" she shook her boyfriend's body. the boy only groaned in response, turning around and continuing to sleep.

"ugh! oliver!" she smacked his back softly, "wake up, bruh." she deadpanned, now returning to shaking him. "five more minutes, love." he whispered as he rolled back to face her and yawned. he opened his arms for her to lay back down.

linnea smiled at her boyfriend softly, "alright, five minutes." the girl sighed, letting herself fall back into his arms.

a lot more then five minutes went by and the couple were woken up by ollie's phone ringing. the boy groaned, grabbing his phone off of the bedside table. "hi, this is ollie." he said sleepily.

linnea couldn't make out the voice on the other side of the phone, but they didn't sound happy. ollie's eyes went wide as he jumped out of the bed, "i'm so sorry! i'll be there as soon as possible!" he rushed out, pulling his jeans on.

the boy hung up the phone, "who was that and why are you acting like we'll die if we're not out of the hotel within two seconds?" linnea asked, fairly confused.

"that was my press officer, i'm late for my interviews. she's not happy about it." the boy answered, linnea sighed, "i told you we had to get up."

"if you wanna ride to the track with me, you have to get up like, right fucking now!" ollie stressed, the girl quickly got up out of the bed. she walked towards her frantic boyfriend, "calm down, ollie. rushing will just make you forget things. always happens to me when i'm late for school." she said, putting a hand on the tall boys shoulder.

"this is different then school, linnea!" the boy snapped. linnea pulled her hand off of his shoulder, "never fucking mind then, oliver. i'll stay in the hotel for the day." she told her boyfriend, angrily.

ollie immediately realized what he had done but he didn't reply to his girlfriend and walked out of the hotel room.

linnea sighed, instantly feeling bad. she grabbed her phone off of the charger and called mikayla, needing advice.

calling kayla bear...

it rung a few times before it connected. "lin? what's up? why are you up so early?" kayla's tired voice came from the other side of the phone.

"kayla, can you come over to mine and ollie's room?" she tried to keep her voice strong but it —ultimately— cracked. "lin, what the hell did he do?" mikayla suddenly sounded very awake.

"i'll tell you when you get here. i need a hug." linnea told her bestfriend, sniffling. "okay, i'll be there in a second." kayla said, the brunette could already her some rustling on mikayla's side.

before linnea knew it, there was a knock on the door. she opened it to see her best friend. "come here." mikayla said, smiling sadly. linnea crashed into her, "i don't even know what happened." she muttered.

"tell me what he said." kayla told her, pulling her back into the room and closing the door. they sat down on the bed, linnea had tears streaming down her face.

"well, i woke up earlier and i told him to get up but we fell back asleep after he begged me for five more minutes. we slept longer then five minutes, obviously, and we woke up to his press officer calling. after that, he like, rushed out of bed and i told him to calm down because it just makes you forget things. i told him that it always happens when i'm late for school and he just snapped. he went 'this is different then school, linnea!' " she rambled, putting her face in her hands after.

"he called me linnea. he never calls me linnea." she sulked. mikayla pulled her into a hug, "he was just stressed lin, i know he didn't mean it. that boy loves you, he literally looks at you like you're aphrodite." the blonde girl reassured, combing her finger through the crying girls' hair.

"i just don't know what i did to make him snap like that." linnea replied, pulling back from the hug and starting to pick at her cuticals.

"stop that lin." she started, putting her hands over linnea's, "just let him cool off, talk to him after he comes back from his media day. i'm like ninety nine percent sure he'll apologize, first thing when he comes back." mikayla said, smiling at her friend.

"i hope so, i mean, what did i even do bro?" linnea sniffled, genuinely not knowing. "you did nothing, babe. you can't be in a relationship and never fight. it's bound to happen, you can't agree about everything."

"what if he doesn't want me anymore? he looked so mad kayla." she told the blonde. "your anxiety is making you think like that, lin. he'll come around before the end of the day. and, like i said, he looks at you like you're the most beautiful girl he's ever seen. he'll apologize, or i'll make him."

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linnea had called arthur about what had happened between her and ollie, he was disappointed but not surprised.

"he does that sometimes when he gets really stressed. he just snaps at the person who's closest to him. he realizes when he does it but he knows staying will just make it worse. he's probably drowning in guilt, as we speak. he'll apologize." arthur had told her.

it gave her some sense of relief to hear that he had done something like this before. arthur had comforted her like a big brother would. 'don't be so dramatic, he'll come back.', basically.

linnea spent her day with mikayla and bruno, walking around the expensive streets of monaco. they looked at expensive cars that were on their way to the race track, which was honestly just everywhere you looked as they had shut the main road for where the circuit goes.

after spending all their life savings on a single meal in some expensive diner, they returned to the hotel. the friends hugged each other goodbye as linnea swiped her card and entered the room.

she hadn't expected her boyfriend to be back. yet, there he was. he came walking out of the bathroom while pulling a simple white shirt over his head.

they made eye contact as ollie smiled guiltily, he grabbed flowers from a vase linnea hadn't even seen. he walked up to her carefully, testing if she was angry with him.

she frowned, but truthfully, she just wanted to make up with him. "nea, let me explain please." the boy almost begged, "okay, talk then." she sassed, keeping up her strong voice.

"okay, i wanna start by saying i'm sorry, nea. sometimes i just snap when i'm stressed and i really don't know why i do. i should've told you i do that. i swear, i immediately thought what i said was wrong but i didn't know how to explain. arthur scolded me at the track, he told me you called him crying. i'm sorry i made you cry, bellissima. oh! and i got you flowers." the boy rambled looking at her stoic face, unsurely.

"arthur told me about how you can get when we called. i forgave you halfway through your speech but, i do like the flowers." linnea smiled, hugging her boyfriend.

ollie immediately held on to her tightly, "i'm sorry, i'm sorry, i'm sorry." he whispered to her, over and over. "it's okay handsome, i told you." linnea told him, kind of confused at his —sort of— pleading.

"when i snapped at you, you looked at me like how you looked when you saw jaden. i never want you to look at me like that again." he told her in a hushed whisper. linnea hadn't even realized she had done that, but she supposed he was right.

when ollie raised his voice, it reminded her of the night jaden had hit her. she didn't even remember thinking about that, but her overreaction was more easily explainable if her trauma was involved.

she hugged the boy tighter, "i'm sorry for looking at you like that. i didn't even realize, i think it happened when you raised your voice. it just reminds me of the night he hit me. that's also why i overreacted so bad."

"that doesn't make me feel better about it, nea." ollie grumbled into her neck. the feeling of his breath, suddenly tickled her and she let out an obnoxious squeal.

the tall boy quickly let go of her, looking at her concerned, "are you okay?" linnea only grinned at him, jumping at him as the two fell onto the bed.

the girl started tickling her boyfriend as he laughed. he quickly grabbed her wrists, restraining her. he leaned his face closer to hers, "really, bellissima?" the boy raised his eyebrows.

in a weird way, it was lowkey attractive to linnea. she grinned in return, "kiss and make up?" she suggested. ollie chuckled, "i'll take you up on that offer."

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authors note: sorry fight chapter y'all sorry😞😞😞

had to stay realistic but i cant stand useless fights that last 10 chapters so i just decided on this filler FORGIVE ME🙏🙏🙏🙏