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Could you write Ollie x reader where they have mutual friends and they all say they would make a perfect match without them even knowing each other until they finally go on a first blind date and now they understand why everyone said that

If you write it, thank you so much!!

BLIND DATE

Ollie Bearman X fem!reader

Summary: Y/n and Ollie have mutual friends but never met. Tired of their constant missed chances, the group decides to organize a blind date to finally bring them together. Reluctantly, they agree to the idea, but by the end of the date, they realize exactly why their friends were so eager to match them.

Words: 6.9K+

Warnings: Nothing too exaggerated, just blind dates, nosy friends, couples getting along well and romance.

Author: English is not my first language, I apologize if there are any spelling or writing mistakes in the story. So, this is my first time writing a requested story, I hope it meets your wishes.🥹🥹

Friends who are romantically paired:

Kimberly X Tobias

Jeni X Peter

MASTERLIST

The group consists of six people: Tobias and Peter, Ollie's longtime friends, who are dating Kimberly and Jeni, Y/n Clarke's college classmates. Despite this, Ollie and Y/n never met, neither in person nor in a photo. Whenever the group organized an outing, one of the two had a commitment, making it impossible to meet.

Kimberly and Jeni, who are both accounting students with Y/n, often joked that she and Oliver would be the perfect couple to round out the group into three pairs. Whenever they brought it up, Y/n would laugh it off, not really paying it any mind. She didn't know Oliver, and to be honest, she couldn't even imagine why her friends were so insistent about it.

Furthermore, Y/n was completely unaware that the Oliver character was actually Ollie Bearman, a Formula 1 driver. This was because he was widely known by the nickname Ollie, and his closest friends called him by his full name, Oliver. Y/n tried searching for 'Oliver' on Instagram several times, but never found anyone who seemed to belong to the group.

The library was in its usual rhythm, with students concentrating and the soft sound of pages being turned or fingers typing on keyboards. Y/n was sitting at her favorite table, near a window that let the sunlight illuminate her corner filled with papers, books and notebooks.

She scribbled formulas quickly in an open notebook, her eyes darting back and forth between her notes, library books, and her computer.

Kimberly and Jeni appeared soon after, smiles plastered on their faces. Kimberly, her voluminous curls bouncing with each step, sat in the chair across from Y/n, while Jeni, tall and elegant as always, sat next to her friend.

"Hi, Y/n! How are you today?" Kimberly began, her voice too excited to be casual.

"And what wonderful weather outside, don't you think?" Jeni added, resting her chin on one hand, while her eyes sparkled with obvious amusement.

Y/n looked up briefly and frowned suspiciously. "You guys always look like that when you're up to something... What now?"

Kimberly gave an innocent smile as she took her materials out of her backpack. "That's absurd! We're not planning anything. We just came to study, like you asked us to."

Jeni laughed and also began to organize her books on the table. "Exactly! No conspiracies today, we promise."

"I know..." Y/n replied, letting out a light laugh before returning to her notes. Even though she was suspicious, she decided not to insist.

The three of them began to study, immersed in numbers and accounting theories. But, as always, the silence between them did not last long. Kimberly broke their concentration by commenting.

"Oh, did you know that Tobias said yesterday that Oliver is getting more and more curious about you?"

Y/n paused her writing and raised her eyebrow, confused. "What? Why would he be curious about me if we've never even met?"

Jeni smirked and casually commented, "Well, maybe it's because Peter and I mentioned how cute you two would look together."

Y/n let out a short, incredulous laugh, leaning back in her chair. "You guys are really thinking about this idea, you know? I don't even know this Oliver guy. We've never met in person, and you never show me a picture of him! I'm thinking this 'Oliver' guy is just an old legend of the group."

Kimberly laughed and shook her head.

"He's not a legend, Clarke. He's very real, and the four of us—me, Jeni, Tobias, and Peter—we've been talking recently about how great it would be for you two to finally meet."

Y/n raised an eyebrow again, now more intrigued. "Finally the whole group is going out together, then? I'm finally going to meet this 'Oliver'!"

But Kimberly exchanged a knowing look with Jeni and replied, "Not exactly..."

"What do you mean, 'not exactly'?" Y/n asked, picking up her water bottle to take a sip.

Jeni smiled, biting her lip slightly to hold back her laughter, and explained, "Tobias and Peter had an even better idea... They suggested that you two go on a blind date. Just you and Oliver. It would be much more exciting that way."

Before Y/n could process it, she ended up choking on the water she was drinking. Jeni, alarmed, walked around the table and lightly patted her friend on the back while Kimberly laughed softly.

"Calm down, breathe!" Jeni said, worried, while Y/n coughed, trying to recover.

Once she was able to breathe normally, Y/n looked at the two of them in horror. "You must be crazy! A blind date? With someone I've never met? That's completely insane!"

Kimberly shrugged with a mischievous smile. "It may sound insane now, but trust us, it'll be perfect. Tobias and Peter are already taking care of everything."

Y/n shook her head, going back to writing in her notes. "No, no, and no. Negative!"

Kimberly and Jeni looked at each other with determined expressions, as if they had come up with a plan and weren't going to give up so easily.

Kimberly was the first to insist: "Y/n, please give it a chance! It's just a date. Nothing big. You're just going to talk to him, and if it doesn't work out, that's it, it's over."

"Exactly!" Jeni agreed, leaning on the table and looking at Y/n with almost pleading eyes. "It's just a chance for you two to get to know each other. He's really nice, really. I promise!"

Y/n sighed, leaning back in her chair and dropping her pen on the table. "Girls, this doesn't sound like a good idea. It's weird! Blind date? What if he's... I don't know, a murderer?"

"He's not!" Kimberly said, holding Yin's hand as if it were a mission to convince her friend. "Look, if you're not sure, we can tell you more about him. Maybe then you'll change your mind?"

Y/n hesitated, still suspicious, but curiosity began to take over. "Okay, fine. Tell me a little about him, and I'll think about it." She rolled her eyes.

Kimberly smiled from ear to ear as Jeni began to speak excitedly.

"First, he's very polite and attentive. He always asks how we are and he's the kind of guy who notices when you need help, you know?"

"Besides" Kimberly continued, a twinkle in her eye, "he has a great sense of humor. Tobias is always saying that Oliver can make everyone laugh even on the most stressful days."

"Oh, and he's super dedicated to what he does," Jeni added. "The type of person who puts passion into everything he sets out to do. Tobias and Peter always say that about him."

Y/n had a neutral expression, but inside she was starting to get interested. Attentive? Fun? Dedicated? Sounds too good to be true, she thought, but didn't let it show.

"And of course," Kimberly said, leaning forward a little with a mischievous smile, "I know Jeni and I have boyfriends, but he's pretty cute too."

Jeni nodded in agreement, completing with a giggle. "Yes. Handsome and charming. The kind of guy who makes people turn their necks on the street. Just your type, Y/n."

Y/n arched an eyebrow, feigning disinterest. "Hmm... it sounds interesting, but you're selling him to me like he's Prince Charming. That makes me even more suspicious."

"Because he is, Y/n!" Kimberly insisted. "Just accept it and trust us. It'll be fun!"

After a moment of silence and anxious looks from her friends, Y/n sighed deeply, surrendering. "Okay, okay. I accept. But if it's awkward, I blame you four. You two and your boyfriends!" She pointed at her friends.

The two friends practically exploded with joy, squealing softly and clapping excitedly. Kimberly jumped a little in her chair while Jeni lightly smacked Y/n's arm, laughing.

Their excited laughter caught the attention of other students in the library, who turned to them with reprimanding looks. "Shhh!" a student let out, clearly irritated.

The three looked at each other and burst out laughing, this time muffling the sound so as not to cause more trouble.

She wasn't going to confess it to the girls, but she was starting to get anxious about meeting Oliver.

•••••••••••••••••••

Meanwhile, the girls' boyfriends were with Ollie, trying to convince him to go out with Y/n as well.

Tobias and Peter took advantage of the fact that their best childhood friend had taken a break from racing and the three of them decided to go out, thus taking the opportunity to give Ollie the idea.

In the center of the room, a pool table in perfect condition occupied the main space. Ollie, Tobias and Peter were gathered there, taking turns playing shots and having relaxed conversations. Tobias, the afternoon's host, held his bat as he bent to aim for the ball, with an expression of exaggerated concentration.

Ollie, in turn, was leaning against the wall near the window, waiting for them to finish the round so he could play with whoever won, he was holding a bottle of beer.

"You need to work on that aim, Tobias," Peter teased with a grin. "You look like you're playing with your eyes closed."

Tobias snorted with laughter and took his shot, which narrowly missed the target. "I want to see you do better."

Peter laughed, picked up the cue and took his turn.

During his playthrough, he cast a quick glance at Ollie. "By the way, since you're on vacation and finally have some free time... we were thinking about something."

Ollie arched an eyebrow, intrigued. Taking another sip of the drink he was holding. "Thinking about what?"

Tobias took advantage of the opportunity. "About a friend of ours. Y/n."

"Y/n?" Ollie repeated, curious. He straightened his posture, crossing his arms as he looked at his two friends. "You always mention her, but never really explain what she's like!"

Peter gave a small smile as he leaned in to make his move. "She's best friends with the girls, Kimberly and Jeni. They study together at the London School of Economics. She's part of the group too!"

Ollie laughs. "I don't think so, I've never seen her on the dates our group goes on."

Tobias rolls his eyes in amusement, while Peter shakes his head.

"Hey, people have commitments too!" Peter says and they laugh. "She's super nice, smart and funny. When she comes to our meetings it's great."

Ollie frowned slightly. "If she's so amazing, why haven't you ever shown a picture of her or talked more about her? I only know her first name: Y/n. It seems like you guys are hiding information."

The two friends exchanged a knowing look before laughing.

"It's because we want you to have the opportunity to get to know her the right way," Tobias explained.

"She's known us and the girls for a long time. She's the one who brought us and our girlfriends together. So I have to say, she's an amazing person!" Peter continues.

"And the best part! It's your style of woman, Bearman!" Tobias lightly hits the F1 driver with the bat and Ollie holds back a laugh, rolling his eyes. "She turns heads wherever she goes, but she's humble, you know? A little shy, but she has an amazing personality."

Ollie listened to the descriptions with a neutral expression, but something inside him began to stir. The curiosity was there, but he didn't want to show interest.

"Hmm, sounds interesting. Cool." He muttered casually, taking a sip of his beer.

Tobias realized he had caught Ollie's attention, even if he didn't admit it. "Yeah... and that's when we had an idea," he said, smirking.

Peter put down the bat and turned to Ollie with an excited expression. "We thought it would be cool if you two got to know each other better. But not in the traditional way. How about a blind date?"

Ollie stopped drinking immediately and looked at the two of them, confused and a little surprised. "A blind date? You're kidding, right?"

"Nothing like that," Tobias said, crossing his arms with a satisfied smile. "It's a perfect idea. No pressure, just the two of you talking. It'll be fun, trust me."

Ollie shook his head, letting out a low, disbelieving laugh. "You two are crazy. I don't even know what she looks like. That's weird."

"That's the fun," Peter insisted. "It'll be spontaneous. And honestly, we think you two are a great match. The girls agree, too."

The Haas driver let out a sigh, thinking for a moment. He still wasn't convinced, but his curiosity about Y/n was starting to grow.

"I don't know, man... that sounds kind of forced."

"Trust us" Tobias said, putting his hand on his friend's shoulder. "It'll be cool. Just one date. If it doesn't work out, that's okay, but at least you tried."

Ollie still looked hesitant, running his hand over the back of his neck as he stared at the pool table, as if he were looking for an excuse to escape the situation. Tobias and Peter, however, were not about to give up.

"Look, Ollie..." Peter began, leaning his cue against the table and crossing his arms. "We know you have a million commitments and your life is busy, but this is different. No pressure, no serious commitment. It's just a date for you two to get to know each other. And honestly, you're going to have fun."

"Y/n is amazing," Tobias added with a confident smile. "You yourself always complain that most of the girls you meet aren't that interesting or genuine. And that they only date you out of interest. But trust us, Y/n is amazing, and she doesn't know that you're an F1 driver because she doesn't follow you. She's not a gold digger."

The three laugh.

Ollie thought for a moment and they were right, most of the girls he went out on a date only knew how good he was at what he did on the track, something as if she wanted to stay with him for fame. But now with the description of Y/n being made by her friends of years, something in him lit up, telling him to accept the proposal they made.

"You two seem pretty invested in this, huh? Almost like it's a personal project."

"Because it is," Peter replied, without losing his sense of humor. "We want you to be happy, man. And who knows, maybe Y/n isn't the right person for that?"

"Not to mention that our group would have three pairs of couples. It will work out," Tobias says, laughing.

He knew that his friends had good intentions, and curiosity about Y/n was starting to outweigh reluctance.

"Okay, okay," he said finally, holding up his hands in surrender. "I'll take it. A blind date. But you two will owe me if this is a disaster."

Tobias and Peter looked at each other with knowing smiles and, at the same time, clapped their hands on Ollie's shoulder in celebration.

"That's it!" Tobias exclaimed, trying to keep his voice low, but visibly excited.

"You won't regret it," Peter said, laughing and picking up the bat again.

As Ollie walked away to pick up his game stick, Tobias discreetly took his phone out of his pocket and quickly typed a message to Kimberly, telling her that their part was also a success.

Now, it was just a matter of marking the day when Y/n and Ollie's lives would change forever.

••••••••••••••••••••

During the week leading up to the meeting, Y/n and Ollie tried to go about their days as usual, but anxiety was inevitable.

Y/n spent her nights trying to focus on her studies, but her thoughts often wandered to the date. Who was this Oliver after all? She imagined what he looked like, what he would do with his life, what his style would be like. The girls' descriptions echoed in her head, but none of them gave a clear picture.

She pretended to be calm when Kimberly and Jeni talked about the meeting, but inside, her heart was racing with anticipation and nervousness.

Ollie, on the other hand, was dealing with his own thoughts. Despite trying to maintain his normal routine, going to the gym and reviewing running strategies during the holidays, he couldn't help but wonder what this Y/n would be like.

He had never been on a blind date, and the idea of not knowing what to expect made him slightly uneasy, although he wouldn't admit it.

The group was also responsible for setting the day, time and place for their meeting.

They carefully chose the setting for the two to meet. It was a charming French restaurant in London, cozy, with an intimate atmosphere, perfect for quiet conversations.

All the friends were secretly excited about the plan and hoped that the meeting would be a success. Of course, they informed Y/n and Ollie of the details without giving too many clues about each other.

And then, the big day had arrived. And even though Ollie and Y/n didn't know each other, it made their hearts race.

In Y/n's room, Kimberly and Jeni were in full fashion consultant mode. The atmosphere was a mix of laughter, hangers with clothes spread across the bed, and the soft sound of music playing on one of their cell phones.

"That blouse is beautiful, but I think the black dress suits the place better," Kimberly opined, holding the piece against Y/n's body as she looked in the mirror.

"No, the black dress is too formal," Jeni countered. "It goes with those high-waisted jeans and the cream blouse. It's casual, but super elegant."

Y/n rolled her eyes with a nervous smile, holding up a third option. And one that she clearly liked the most.

"You guys are more sure than I am. I don't even know what he looks like, and you're out there choosing what's 'perfect'."

"That's exactly why we're here," Kimberly said, smiling as she smoothed back her curly hair. "If it were up to you, you'd show up in a sweatshirt."

"That's not true!" Y/n protested, but laughed along with them.

Meanwhile, Ollie was in his apartment, getting ready alone.

He chose a casual light blue long-sleeved shirt and jeans with sneakers. Ollie looked in the mirror, smoothing his hair with his fingers and trying to look carefree, even though anxiety was poking at him.

"It's just a date" he muttered to himself, trying to dispel the thoughts of what it would be like to meet Y/n. Still, the mystery about her made him uneasy.

Finally, Y/n had chosen an all-black look, with each piece matching perfectly with the next. Her hair was loose and natural, with soft makeup that highlighted her features well.

"You look amazing," Kimberly said, holding Y/n's hands and turning her around slightly, as if she was inspecting a work of art.

"He'll be impressed," Jeni added, leaning against the door with a mischievous smile.

Y/n laughed, still trying to mask her nervousness. "You guys say this like it's the biggest event of the century. It's just a date."

"No, no, no," Kimberly interrupted, pointing a finger. "It's THE date."

With one last adjustment to the simple earrings she wore, Y/n grabbed her bag and let out a long sigh. She was ready to leave, but the butterflies in her stomach remained.

Meanwhile, Peter and Tobias were in the group message with their girlfriends, coordinating the last details.

Peter sent a message to Jeni and Kimberly.

"He's wearing a light blue long-sleeved shirt, his hair is neat, jeans and sneakers. He has that relaxed demeanor of his, but he's definitely curious."

The girls immediately warned Y/n about how Ollie would be waiting for her.

At the same time, Tobias sent a message to Ollie:

"Hey, for you guys to meet! The girls said she's wearing an all black outfit, silver earrings, and heels. She's tall and has long hair!"

This really helped both of them ease the tension as they would know how to look for each other once they arrived at the restaurant.

With everything ready, Y/n left the house, followed by her friends who were also leaving. They said sweet and confident words to help Y/n relax and encourage her.

"It's going to be okay" Jeni said with an encouraging smile. "We already got Tobias's message. He said Ollie is on his way too." She said, twirling her car key on her finger.

Y/n smiles as she walks to her own car to leave the house.

"Take a deep breath and go rock" Kimberly added.

Y/n laughed, but thanked him with a wave, getting into her own car. When she started the engine, the soft sound of the playlist that always calmed her began to play.

On the way to the restaurant, both Y/n and Ollie tried to organize their thoughts.

Y/n drove with a mix of anticipation and anxiety. The thought of finally meeting Oliver, someone he heard so much about, made his mind fill with questions. "Will he like me?", "What if it's weird?", she thought, while trying not to look so nervous to herself.

Ollie, for his part, kept his hands firmly on the steering wheel as he drove through the bright streets of London. He wasn't one to be easily intimidated, but the mystery about Y/n made him feel slightly uneasy. "Be natural" He muttered to himself, looking out the window as the city lights flashed by.

The two, each in their own car, shared a mutual feeling: curiosity and anxiety about finally meeting the person who, until then, was just a name in conversations between mutual friends.

Ollie arrived at the restaurant first, the quiet sound of his car's engine echoing as he pulled into one of the spaces near the entrance. The restaurant had a charming facade, with yellow lights that softly illuminated the letters of the sign, creating a welcoming atmosphere.

He turned off the engine and got out of the car, adjusting his blue shirt as he looked around, as if trying to predict Y/n's arrival.

As he waited, his cell phone vibrated in his pocket. He took it out and read Tobias's message:

"Kimberly said she's stuck in traffic, but she'll be there in six minutes tops. Take a breather, champ."

Ollie let out a short sigh, putting his cell phone back in his pocket. Six minutes. It seemed like a short time, but it was enough for his mind to fill with thoughts. He tried to concentrate, but her name sounded familiar now, almost as if he already knew her, even if only through Tobias and Peter's enthusiastic descriptions.

He repeated in his mind that it was just a meeting and not a trip to the world war.

And exactly a few minutes later, a car pulled into the parking lot, causing Ollie to look up from his phone.

Y/n had finally arrived, parking the car a little further away, without realizing that Ollie was there, next to his own car, playing with his cell phone. The messages from her friends arrived as she turned off the engine. "He's already waiting for you. Good luck, Clarke."

Ollie, in turn, received a message at almost the same time. Tobias, with the same energy as always, wrote:

"She's here. Good luck, pilot. Everything will be fine."

Putting his phone away again, Ollie straightened his posture, paying attention to the movement around him. He saw a car park a little further away from where he was.

He frowned slightly, trying to guess if it could be her. His heart was racing with every beat. Ollie took a step forward, trying to hide his anticipation as he watched the driver get out of the car from afar.

And it was her. He didn't know how, but something in her posture, in the natural gestures of someone who was clearly trying to hide her nervousness, made him sure.

Y/n gave one last hint of nervousness before turning around. And there he was, from afar with a light blue sleeved shirt, brown hair and with body language that revealed that he was nervous too.

They both began walking towards each other almost at the same time, their steps hesitant but full of expectation. When they finally met, they were only a few steps away, and both of them let out shy smiles.

"So..." Y/n began, trying to break the ice. "You must be Oliver. The legend everyone talks about."

Ollie gave a light laugh, relaxing a little. "And you're Y/n. The 'legend' who apparently fits me perfectly, according to our crazy friends."

They both laughed, and the initial tension seemed to dissolve a little. Ollie, without thinking much, opened his arms slightly, indicating a hug. Y/n hesitated for a second, but soon reciprocated, the gesture being more natural than she expected.

"Good" she said, as they both pulled away from the hug with slightly less shy smiles. "At least we now know we have something in common: friends who love to meddle in our lives."

"Yeah" Ollie agreed, laughing. "That's a great start."

Walking to the restaurant, side by side, Ollie and Y/n exchanged quick, nervous glances, the sound of their footsteps filling the short silences between one sentence and another.

"So" Y/n began, adjusting the strap of her bag on her shoulder. "Which pair do you think came up with the blind date idea? Kimberly and Tobias or Jeni and Peter?" She smiled.

Ollie chuckles, running his hands through his hair against the night wind.

"Look, to be honest... I think it was more of Tobias and Peter's idea. Definitely this duo, the girls just caught the wave"

Y/n laughs, with the habit of putting her hand in front of her mouth. "Of course!"

They arrived at the entrance of the restaurant, where a receptionist in an elegant dark suit and a friendly smile welcomed them.

"Good evening, couple. Do you have a reservation?"

Ollie and Y/n looked at each other, laughing somewhat shyly.

"So... we didn't actually book it," Ollie explained, drumming his fingers on the stone countertop. "It was... our friends' thing."

"Yeah, it's probably under Tobias and Kimberly or Jeni and Peter's names" Y/n added.

The receptionist raised his eyebrows, clearly amused by the situation, and began looking through the list. "Ah, here it is. Jeni and Peter. For...Y/n and Ollie, right?"

Ollie sighed in relief and smiled. "That, them and ourselves." He says and Y/n lets out a soft laugh.

"Please follow me."

The restaurant's atmosphere was elegant and welcoming, with soft lighting highlighting the tables decorated with candles and small white flowers.

It wasn't long before the waiter arrived at their reserved table, near the window with an incredible view of the lake outside. "Would you like something to drink?" He handed them the menus.

Ollie looked at Y/n, seeking her opinion. "How about wine? Or would you prefer something different?"

"Wine sounds perfect" She replied, smiling.

After the waiter took their order and left, Y/n looked at Ollie with a curious smile.

"You know, I have to admit something... I spent weeks trying to find you on Instagram under the name Oliver. And nothing."

Ollie laughed, but raised an eyebrow in intrigue. "Really? Why Oliver?"

"Because it's the only name the four of them used to refer to you. I thought it would be easy."

He let out a low laugh, leaning back in his chair. “That explains a lot. No one really calls me Oliver. Everyone calls me Ollie, and I used that to put it on my social media.”

Y/n's eyes widened slightly. "Seriously? That makes so much sense now. If I were a detective, I'd be fired right now."

Ollie chuckles, feeling all the embarrassment and anxiety disappear into thin air now. Because the sound of her sweet voice made the pilot's heart race.

"If you were wanted by Ollie Bearman it would be right" He smiles. "And well...due to the circumstances too, it would have been easier to have found me just for Ollie..." He makes circles on the table with his finger and Y/n frowns a little. But before he could say anything, the waiter returned with two glasses of wine and a bottle.

Ollie thanks him and Y/n smiles kindly as he pours the liquid into their glasses.

"So...what are the circumstances?"

"It's just that...you see...I'm a Formula 1 driver. I joined this year, I'm part of the Haas team."

The menu Y/n was holding slid from her fingers onto the table. She blinked, an incredulous smile appearing on her face. “You’re kidding.”

Ollie laughed, leaning his elbows on the table. "I'm not. It's real."

"Wow." She stared at him for a moment, trying to absorb the information. "Okay, now this just got a lot more interesting. But honestly, I don't follow Formula 1, that's more my dad's thing. I only know a few names like Ayrton Senna and Alain Prost." She let out an awkward laugh. "Really... I'm sorry about that."

"Hey, it's okay. No need to apologize." He smiles and places a hand on hers, feeling the warm heat coming from her body. Y/n tries to hide a smile but it fails. "No problem. Honestly, I prefer it this way. It's more... genuine." Ollie shrugged, his eyes shining at her genuine manner.

"Really?" Y/n asked, tilting her head.

"Yeah. You're here for me, not for the pilot or anything." The pilot smirked.

Y/n’s cheeks flushed slightly, and she looked away with a short laugh. “That was incredibly cute.”

"Well, that's the goal," he replied in a relaxed tone, but his sincere smile showed that he was beginning to relax.

The conversation between Ollie and Y/n was more fluid now. They no longer felt trapped in awkward silences or forced attempts to keep the conversation going.

There was a silent understanding between the two, something genuine that made them feel comfortable, like they were where they were supposed to be. Both could feel, deep down, a small spark, something that grew with each exchange of words and looks.

The waiter appeared again with the notepad and a polite smile. "Have you decided what you want?"

Y/n and Ollie picked up the menus at the same time, but before they could think too much, they ended up saying the same dish almost in unison.

As soon as they realized, they exchanged glances and burst out laughing.

"I swear I wasn't copying you" Ollie commented, raising his hands as if to defend himself.

"Sure" Y/n replied with an amused smile. "I think you were peeking at my menu."

The waiter laughed at their spontaneous exchange, taking their order before leaving. Ollie leaned back in his chair with a relaxed smile.

"I think we're even getting on the same page about our taste in food now."

Y/n laughed, shaking her head. "Just don't tell our friends. They'll never stop talking about it."

They continued talking while they waited for their food. Y/n talked about the college routine, the late nights studying and how she really enjoyed the course, even though it was exhausting.

Ollie, in turn, told a little about his life as a pilot: how he was always on the move, with training, racing and constant traveling.

And, despite their differences, they realized something in common: a passion for challenges and a determination to give their best in everything they did.

When the waiter returned with their dishes, they both thanked them and began to eat. Each bite seemed to be accompanied by smiles and light conversation. They were feeling good, enjoying each other's company in a natural way.

After a while, Ollie looked at Y/n and asked casually: "And what do you like to do in your free time? Any hobbies or sports that help you relax?"

"Look, I've never really been good at sports." She smiles. "But I really like running to clear my mind." Ollie smiles, listening intently. "And a hobby, I'm not sure exactly, I like to do a lot of crafts. I think that counts."

As they finished eating, Y/n looked at Ollie with a slightly more curious expression. "And how is it to deal with the pressure of being a pilot? It must be crazy to live in the public eye all the time."

Ollie paused for a moment, fork between his fingers. His relaxed smile became more thoughtful.

"It's tough, to be honest. Some days it's amazing because I'm doing what I love. But... it's lonely sometimes, you know? And it's hard to always have to look like everything's okay, even when it's not."

His answer left Y/n touched. She looked at him with a mix of empathy and admiration.

"It must be a lot to carry, but I think you're much stronger than you think."

The comment made Ollie smile, a genuine and slightly vulnerable smile. "Thanks for that. It's not often that someone truly understands."

As they continued talking, Y/n looked absentmindedly at the window and suddenly started laughing.

"What's wrong?" Ollie frowned curiously.

She pointed discreetly outside. "Take a look, but try not to be obvious."

Ollie turned his head subtly and immediately rolled his eyes. Outside, Kimberly, Tobias, Jeni, and Peter were disguised, wearing sunglasses and clothes that clearly didn’t match the surroundings. They were leaning against the car, trying to peek inside.

"I don't believe it." Ollie said, laughing as he shook his head. "They can't control themselves, can they?"

"Amateurs" Y/n joked, laughing along. "I think they're more nervous about this meeting than we are."

Discreetly, Y/n sends a message in the group she had with the girls, and glances outside the restaurant, waiting for their reaction.

"You guys out there, could you give us some space? We've already seen you four hiding.💆🏻‍♀️"

The girls just send an emoji and Y/n holds it smiling, seeing the message in the notification bar and turning off the phone. And when she looked outside again, they were already gone.

After a few minutes, Ollie looked at her with a sparkle in his eyes.

"Do you want to take a walk around the lake? There's a park right next door that's really peaceful."

Y/n was surprised by the invitation, but nodded with a smile. "Sure, why not?"

As they stood up, Ollie felt something different. He never asked girls to continue their date like this, but with Y/n, it was different. There was something about her that pulled him in getting closer and closer, something that made him want to prolong that moment. He knew, deep down, that this night would be special.

Ollie and Y/n walked up to the counter to pay the bill, exchanging glances and slight smiles. As soon as Ollie asked how much he had paid, the receptionist looked at them with a friendly smile.

"Your dinner has already been paid for."

The two looked at each other, surprised.

"Paid? What do you mean?" Y/n asked, her eyebrows raised.

The receptionist continued, still smiling:

"It was registered in Tobias and Peter's name just now. Do you know them?"

Y/n let out a laugh, looking at Ollie, who was shaking his head with an amused smile.

"Of course" Ollie replied, laughing. "They're our friends... They're always trying something."

The receptionist laughed along.

"Looks like they got it right this time, huh?"

"It seems so" Y/n replied with a sparkle in her eyes, before thanking her. "Thank you so much for the service. Dinner was amazing!"

"I'm glad you enjoyed it. Come back soon," the receptionist replied, as the two left the restaurant.

Outside, the air was fresh and quiet, and the street lit by streetlights created a welcoming atmosphere. They walked across the street towards the lake, the reflection of the lights dancing on the calm water.

As they walked, Ollie looked at Yin curiously.

"So... what made you choose your college major?"

Y/n gave a slight smile, looking at the lake before answering.

"I think it started because of my godparents. They both have degrees in the field, and I've always admired what they did. In high school, I was really into math and numbers, so things kind of just naturally connected. One thing led to another, you know?" Ollie seemed genuinely interested, and she continued. "I'm a junior in high school now college and I do an internship at their office. It's been an incredible experience, because in addition to learning a lot, I'm working with people I've admired since I was little."

He smiled, impressed.

"That's really cool. You can tell you really love what you do. I think that passion is what makes you so good at it."

Y/n smiled, slightly embarrassed by the compliment. "Thank you."

The two continued walking side by side, in comfortable silence.

They both felt that that moment, even without words, had a kind of magic, as if everything around was in perfect harmony.

Y/n broke the silence, turning to him with a curious smile. "Have you ever experienced anything funny in the paddock or on the track?"

Ollie gave a light laugh, running his hand through his hair as he thought.

"Oh, several times. But there's one I'll never forget."

"What? Now you have to tell!" Y/n said, laughing in anticipation.

He looked at her, already laughing before he could speak. "There was this one time when I was on the track and my radio went out. I thought the crew chief was asking me to get out of the car and... well, I did, in the middle of the track, in the middle of practice. He went crazy!"

"What? You got out of the car in the middle of the road?" Y/n's eyes widened in surprise.

"Yes! I got out, took off my helmet, and started gesturing to explain that I was hearing everything wrong. The crew went crazy, everyone was screaming. In the end, the radio was just jamming, but the guys never let it go. To this day, they make fun of me for it."

Y/n laughed out loud, almost stopping walking because of how much fun she was having. Ollie looked at her, pleased that he had made her laugh like that, the sound of her laughter echoing like music in the park.

As they walked, the sweet scent of vanilla reached them, and they noticed a small ice cream stand at the edge of the park, the hanging lights flickering softly.

"How about some ice cream?" Ollie suggested, discreetly pointing to the stand.

"I think it's a great idea!" She smiled.

They arrived at the ice cream stand, where the hanging lights flickered softly, creating a cozy and relaxed atmosphere. Y/n looked over the options on the menu while Ollie quickly placed his order, seeming to already know exactly what he wanted.

When Y/n chose the flavor she wanted, she started to take the card from her bag, but Ollie, with a gentle gesture, placed his hand on her shoulder.

"I'll pay," he said with a confident smile.

"No need! I can pay" Y/n insisted, already pulling out the card.

Ollie shook his head, still smiling. "I insist. Leave it to me."

"But it was all arranged by your friends," she argued, laughing lightly. "You don't have to spend on what they planned."

He looked at her, his eyes shining with sincerity, and replied softly.

"I want to pay. Because honestly, I'm loving your company. Much more than I thought possible."

Y/n laughed again, her barrier giving way to his charm.

"Okay, you win. But just this once."

They grabbed their ice creams and started walking back toward the restaurant parking lot. The conversation flowed naturally, and the quiet atmosphere of the evening seemed to bring them even closer.

After a few minutes, Ollie looked at her, his smile now a little more shy.

"I'm really enjoying being here with you."

Y/n was a little embarrassed, but smiled softly.

"I'm enjoying it too. Even though it's... arranged."

They both laughed, and Ollie held up the ice cream as if it were a toast. "Here's to our arranged date, which is turning out to be very special."

Y/n smiled, touching the ice cream to his.

"A toast."

They continued walking, until they finally reached the parking lot. They stopped in front of Ollie's car, with Y/n looking at hers a few steps away.

A comfortable silence hung between them for a moment, until Ollie gathered his courage and turned to her.

"Can I... get your number?" He asked, his smile almost shy, but still charming. "I really enjoyed tonight and I would love to go out with you more often. Only now... of my own free will."

Y/n was surprised for a moment, feeling her heart race, but quickly smiled.

"Of course," she replied, laughing. "I must confess too...I'm enjoying this date."

They laughed together.

Y/n typed the number into his phone. At the end, they said goodbye with a brief hug, and Y/n walked to her car, the goofy smile remaining as she got in and started the engine.

In the days that followed, Ollie and Y/n began messaging each other daily. They told their friends that the arranged meeting had gone well and, to the happiness of Tobias, Peter and the girls, they had really liked each other.

Soon they planned new meetings: dinners in fancy restaurants, bike rides in the lake park at sunset, going to the gym together and even picnics on sunny late afternoons.

On their second date, when Ollie dropped her off at home, they shared their first kiss, a moment so natural that it seemed like they had both been waiting for it since their first conversation.

Months later, Ollie took her to Silverstone, the most special race for him. It was his home race.

Before the start, as they walked through the reserved area, he turned to her and, with his heart racing, asked her to be his girlfriend.

There was no need to say anything more than that. They both knew they were like pieces of a puzzle that had finally fit together. It seemed like their lives had been connected even before they met, and now, they shared not only moments, but one certainty: they were made for each other.

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