The McLaren Boys (Oscar Pastry)

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Rose's POV

"Why didn't you kiss him?!" Charles asked me in disbelief. My face went into freeze mode. Why didn't I? I definitely found him attractive. And I don't think I want to be just friend with him.

I was craving more of him. His body. His lips. His abs. Everything about him. That's when it clicked.

We could just have casual sex. Whenever we wanted. Whenever we craved. Until someone gets a girlfriend or a boyfriend.

My best idea this year so far. Genius. I grinned widely.
"Charles, can you wait here? I have to tell something to Oscar." I said and grinned even wider.
"I will go to my room." he winked and stood up.

"I love you, Char. Good luck tomorrow." I told him and hugged him once again.
"Love you too, sis." he grinned and left the room.

I took my key card and put it behind my phone case so I wouldn't lose it anywhere.
Then I quickly walked out of my room and practically ran to Oscar's.

I knocked for about hundred time due to my excitement. He finally opened the door and was obviously surprised to see me.

"Can I come in?" I asked and he nodded. Then when I came to his bedroom, I saw a girl in his bed.

"Ammm... i'm sorry. I will go." I started. He touched my arm.
"Please don't. We did nothing. I mean yes, one week ago. And now she thinks she can just come into my room to sleep." he explained.

"I will stay. If you get her out of the room." I chuckled.
He quickly made his way to the bed and gently shook the girl. He then told her something and she shot her eyes up to me with a scared expression then ran out of her room.

"What did you say to her?" I asked laughing.
"I may told her, that you kill people who sleeps in your boyfriend's bed." he smiled sheepishly.
"So you're my boyfriend now, huh?" I asked poking his chest.
"Nah, i'm your husband." he joked and I slapped his shoulder. After looking at each other for a few seconds, we both burst out into laughter.

"Well, I have an idea." I said and sat him on the bed.
"I'm listening." he replied.
"What if... we just had sex. Like friends with benefits. Until one or another doesn't get into a real relationship." I told him my thoughts.

He looked deep in thought. That was either good or bad. Nothing in between. He took a deep breath, then started.
"I think... that this is a brilliant idea. You're a genius." he grinned. I smiled back at him.

"Should we start now?" he asked.
"Don't understand me wrong. But I am so tired, you would be fucking a passed out body." I said and started laughing like a monkey. He did the same a few seconds later.

"Would you like to sleep here?" he asked. I shook my head.
"I'd rather have you in my room." I smile and kissed him. He kissed me back hungrily. I just pulled away and smirked.
"You coming or what?" I laughed.
"With pleasure, Russo." he winked.

After we came to my room, I threw myself on the bed, tired from the whole day of drama and people.

"Are you showered?" I asked him and he nodded. After the question, he just threw himself on my bed but half of his body fell on mine. I groaned loudly.

"Cunt." I whispered under my breath after we were both comfortably snuggled into the sheets.
"Save the dirty mouth for sex, darling." he winked at me, making scoff then laugh right after.

"Good night, Rose." he quietly said.
"Nighty, night Piastri." I answered but cringed right afterwards. "Never saying this shit again." I chuckled, but saw that he wasn't listening to me anymore. He was already asleep.

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My alarm beeped and I looked at the clock. 05:45 it said.
"Oscar!" I shook him. We had to get up and get ready.
He wasn't waking up.
"Oscar!" I tried again, with no luck.

I walked to the bathroom and took the glass standing in the cupboard. I filled it with cold water and made my way back to Oscar. I splashed the water on his face and he shot up immediately.

"It's cold." he whined making me laugh.
"It's supposed to be." I told him.
"Cmon, get up. We have to get ready." he groaned loudly.
He obviously wasn't a morning person. Same here mister Piastri, but i'm still up.

"Can I get ready here?" he asked and I chuckled.
"You don't have your things here." I reminded him.
"I will get them. I just want to get ready here. I don't really know how to explain it." he said going all shy but I put my arms on his shoulders.

"Of course you can get ready here. I'm your wife, aren't I?" I laughed at him and he blushed a little. I made him blush. Why did it feel like a win?

Until he came back, I already brushed my teeth and did my hair. I now needed to chose an outfit for today. I was stylish for most race weekends. Not like Lewis, but I was. Sometimes I just didn't feel like wearing stylish things; like today.

"What should I wear today?" I asked Oscar.
"Some sweatpants and this." he threw me a hoodie. It was his jumper.
"This is yours..." I said.
"Exactly." he grinned sheepishly.

I ended wearing what he told me too and let me tell you that this jumper was staying with me. It was too comfortable to just give it back.

At eight we made our way to the paddock. We agreed on going together with Oscar's car.

It's not that he didn't have a nice car... but mine was better. Sorry mine were better. McLaren 650LT in black, McLaren P1 in black and Ferrari 488 Pista in black, were better than his McLaren 750s in orange.

Even though I raced for Alpine, I had my own taste in cars. And no offence to anyone, but Alpine cars are total shit.

"What are you thinking about?" Oscar snapped me out of my thoughts.
"That I have better cars than you." I answered truthfully and he chuckled.

The ride was silent, except for some small talk, but it was comfortable. There was no tension, and we were probably both concentrating for the practice.

I knew I won't be proud of the results, but I couldn't go anywhere else this season. There were three rookies coming in the paddock, one of them being Oscar.
Otherwise I would probably ask McLaren for a chance.

After the fifteen minutes ride to the paddock we scanned our passed and walked to our garages after saying goodbye.

McLaren garage was before Alpine's, so I saw Lando. He smiled to me but I ignored him. I for once in my life listened to Charles.

When I came to the garage, there was Pierre sitting with Kika on the floor.

"Ciao, Gasly. Hey, Kika. How are you?" I asked centring the question to Kika.
"Hello to you too-" Pierre started, but I cut him off.
"I asked Kika." I smiled sarcastically and he jokingly rolled his eyes.

"We're good, thank you. How are you?" she replied.
"Have been better, but I slept awesome." I grinned. Maybe because Oscar was next to me?

After that, me and Kika started to talk about her modelling.

"Rose!" Pierre exclaimed, looking through his phone, probably scrolling through instagram.
"What? What happened?!" I was there for the drama.

"Are you dating Oscar?!" he whispered yelled at me with wide eyes.
"No, why?" I asked confused.
"You came to the paddock together and you're wearing his hoodie." he pointed out and I chuckled.

"We came to the paddock together, because we caught each other at breakfast and decided to come together. I'm wearing his hoodie, because we had a fling long time ago and he forgot it at mine and said, it looked better on me." I lied easily through my teeth.

They both looked at me suspiciously, but believed it and let it go.

"So... you two have some media in ten minutes. Then you have a talk with your engineer for the practice, to go through the strategy and stuff once again." Anna our PR manager said as she probably just spawned from the air, like always.

"Let's go then." I cheered, a rush of energy flushing through my body.

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