NIGHT CHANGES || Oscar Piastri

Winter Break

After a long season of stress, it finally ended with Christmas arriving. 

Oscar had decided to accompany me during my trip back to England with Lando for  some Christmas family time. His family wasn't free during the holidays, off to somewhere more colder for their Christmas. He also took a good chance to meet them, and Flo and Oliver were at home too with them. As soon as the taxi stopped in front of the house, we heard Cisca's screams and Flo's yells for our parents. Oscar and Lando chuckled as he pulling the suitcases out of the boot and headed towards the front door. 

"Mum! Lan and Ali are here!" Cisca yelled out from the window. She did have a loud voice ever since we were all little. Although 'family time' was wanted personally, she brought along her new boyfriend as I did with mine: Lord Perceval. He sat awkwardly at the table as Oliver sat opposite him, asking him everything about being an F1 driver. "Come on down!"

Flo stumbled down the stairs as I pushed open the door after turning the knob. Me and Lando were tackled by hugs as Oscar was offered some warm hot chocolate by Mum immediately, Dad reaching the top of the Christmas tree and placed the star on top of the tree. Lando and Oscar quickly sat by Charles, talking about the updates of the new F1 season. "So about Imola..."

"You won't believe what happened straight after the race!" Cisca forced me to sit down by her as Flo snuggled in as well, holding her mug of hot chocolate. "I got laid, sis! I got fucking laid after the race! Guess who it is?"

"She's been annoying me the next morning," Flo rolled her eyes at Cisca. "Even about that, we already know who fucked you up that night drunkenly. It's Charles Leclerc, the boy who's sitting in our lounge right now." Cisca stared at Charles dreamily, mumbling at how nice he looked in a Christmas jumper. 

"So how's it been with Oscar?" Flo asked as Charles walked into the bedroom, and Cisca followed him. "I heard you two didn't attend the party after the Abu Dhabi Grand Prix. Did you get laid during that time or what?"

"Nah, we've just been cuddling and re-watching the fifth season of Drive To Survive," I smiled as me and Oscar's gaze met. He grinned and winked at me. "Imagine if I get with a driver. That would be so cool, actually, I'd be at every single race. I want Carlos."

"Carlos is the man that if you spend a full night with him, your legs are going to be numb for the rest of week," I grumbled at the memory of him. "He does have a cool accent and a nice personality tho. Next season you have to come with me to the first race, I'll introduce him to you." I was motioned over by Oscar as I left Flo alone with her thoughts. 

"What's going on?" I whispered to him with all the comotion going on. Dad and Lando were racing against each other on F1 23, while Mum was busy making our Christmas Eve's special dinner. Charles had just came out of the room, Cisca following him behind again. Flo sat at the table, trying to finish her Hot Chocolate. 

"No, just missing you," He whispered back while he looked at the photos around the house. "Is this you when you were little?" I nodded. Little me was wearing the school's football kit, my foot straight on top of the football with the rest of the team behind me. I used to play the sport all the time. I looked all confident with Amelia by my side. "Dang. I didn't know you played football."

"Quite a long time ago, to be honest," I pointed at another one, in which I was sitting on Lando's lap as a four year old, fiddling around with his helmet. Lando grinned at the camera with one of his fingers up, his racing suit still on and hair all messed up. I guess he had just won a race. "I don't remember that one, but all that Lando had won that race."

"Nice," He placed an arm around my shoulders to pull me in more. "Who's that then?" I followed the direction of his finger, which led to a picture of me and a brown haired girl sleeping next to me on the soft carpet floor with a wooden circuit next to us. I swallowed hard to keep my tears in properly.