The McLaren Boys (Oscar Pastry)

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Rose's POV

I felt exhausted after the day. When I came into my room it was already 8pm and all I wanted to do was sleep.

Firstly I took a really long shower which included boiling hot water. I always enjoyed it on an evening like that.

I completely forgot about Oscar and everyone else. I needed a girls night. Yes, that's it. We hadn't got one in months.

I was quick to write a message to Carmen, Lily, Charlotté, Luishina and Kelly. I wasn't gonna let Luisa and Char out. They broke up with Lando and Charles peacefully.

I wasn't planing on going out tonight, but Sunday sounded great. Hopefully after some good results.

The first one to respond was Lily. She was in. Always up for a good party.
The second one was Luisa. She said she wouldn't make it to Sunday, due to her job.
Charlotté said, that she could fly in tomorrow and was up for a good party.
Carmen said, she didn't have any problem with it.
The only one we were waiting for was Kelly.

I was really happy with the plan we did and was thinking what all we could do, until I heard a knock on my door.

I assumed it was Oscar, as we agreed on seeing each other after his duties.

When I opened the door, there was Lando. I rolled my eyes, but let him in.
He already wanted to sit on my bed but I screeched and he got the point.
(why is the word screech so funny like tf😭)

He went to grab a chair and put it in front of my bed.
"I'm listening." I told him.

"I'm so so sorry for what I said, Rose. I really didn't mean it. It came out like that, because I care for you. He will hurt you. I don't want seeing you hurt." he explained.
I shook my head.

"Lando. It doesn't matter. I'm already hurting. It won't do much. You know, you can't break a broken heart." I told him and he looked at me.

"You're hurting?" he looked me with pained eyes. I nodded.
He stared at me for a few seconds, then squashed me into a hug. His hugs were the best.

"I'm so sorry, I didn't notice. I'm a bad friend." he said and pulled away from the hug.
"You're not a bad friend, Lando. I didn't want you to notice, that was my plan." I smiled.

"But, why?" he asked.
"We all have our own battles to beat. Some of us choose to battle them on our own. It isn't the best choice, but it's better to be silent about it than explaining it to someone. You learn that over the years of torture. You choose that path also, Lando. That does not mean you can't ask for help. If you ever need me, I'm here for you." I kissed his forehead.

"Thank you." he smiled. "But I have to go now. This city needs me." he chuckled.

He stood up and walked to the door. Before opening them, he turned around.
"I'm here for you too." he smiled, then disappeared from my room.

I was completely busted by then and the only thing I could think of, was sleep.

I laid cosily in my bed, hiding in my sheets. The bed was cold. It wasn't like yesterday. Yesterday Oscar was here. Cuddling me in his arms.

"Fuck it!" I whispered to myself and grabbed my phone, then walked out my room and ran straight to Oscar's.

I knocked exactly three times and it took him a good amount of time to open the door.

His hair was messy and he looked really tired.
"I'm sorry, but i'm so tired." he whined. I stepped into the room and threw myself on his bed.

"Don't worry, I am too. I just want to sleep next to you. My bed is very cold without you." I smiled and he came to the bed.

He laid next to me, putting his arm around my neck, pulling me toward himself. I put my right leg around his torso and snuggled into his chest.

Slowly, his breathing became slower and more relaxed. He was asleep. After that, I don't remember anything else.

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I woke up in a cold bed again. Oscar wasn't next to me. History repeated again.

"Oscar!" I shouted through the room.
"Yeah?" a voice called out.
He was here. He didn't leave, like the last time.

He came out of his bathroom, dressed up in some jeans and a McLaren hoodie.
"You look nice." I smiled. I knew I didn't look the most presentable right now, but I didn't care.
I felt, like Oscar wouldn't judge.

"Thank you, my lady." he grinned and gave me a hand to get me out of bed.

"I have to get ready and then we can head out to the paddock together?" I stated, but made it more of a question.
"Of course." he agreed and sent me a warm smile.

I was about to leave, to get ready, as I had all my things in my room but Oscar spun me around.

"Where are you going?" he asked.
"To get ready? I have all my things in my room." I pointed out and he giggled.
"You have everything here. You know, having your key car behind your phone case isn't the smartest thing. I even chose an outfit for you. I think you'll like it." he smiled sheepishly and I rolled my eyes.

"You're straight from a dream, Piastri." I grinned and went to the bathroom to get ready.

I am gonna admit, the outfit he chose was amazing.
"Didn't know you were a stylish person." I chuckled.
"I didn't even know myself." he laughed.

"Well, let's go then. But today we're taking my car." I grinned.
"Which one, darling?" the word darling got me folding right there. It was like he knew what to say.

"Ferrari or McLaren?" I genuinely asked.
"McLaren." he answered sheepishly.
"Then we're going with the 750LT." I smiled at him.

I quickly texted the guy, who parked my car and he told me it was waiting for us in front of the hotel.

We were at the paddock after fifteen minutes, then we both got some media duties.

I had an interview with Charles, Max, Carlos and Pierre.

When we came to the room, I saw there was a man sitting on the chair in front of the couch we were supposed to sit.

I sat in the middle of everyone, with Charles and Max next to my left and Pierre and Carlos next to my right.

About five minutes later, the interview started.

"So, the first question is. Do you guys think that Rose deserves a seat in Formula one?" the interviewer asked.
I already knew it would just ho downhill from here.

"Yes, everyone who is here, deserves a seat. Otherwise they wouldn't be here." Pierre answered straight away. All of the others agreed with him.

"Nice. Do you see her as a distraction at the paddock?" the interviewer asked.

"No. Not at all. We are all adults. Even if we were attracted to her, she is not distracting us." Max explained now.

"Okay. A question for Rose. How do you feel with people calling you fat? I mean they're not very wrong, but I want hear from your perspective." the interviewer continued.

I gasped. I could feel my eyes getting all glossy, but I wasn't gonna cry here.
"What did you just say?" I asked him.
"You heard me. How does it feel to be fat." he grinned with pure evil in his eyes.

"Excuse me." I said and ran to the bathroom.

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