The McLaren Boys (Oscar Pastry)

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Oscar's POV

I smiled to myself. She asked me to stay with her. My heart was beating fast and I could feel my cheeks turning pink.

I reached out for her hand. She didn't snatch it away. She let me intertwine our fingers and laid her head on my shoulder. She looked so peaceful. And so happy.

Was it because she was with me?

Maybe.

I never felt this way.

Yes, I was in love with Lily, but this was comfort. I was appreciated. It was a mutual feeling between us.

Trust.

I didn't want to break it. Never. Even if we just end at dating. I want to be at least her friend.
Always.

I don't really know what they had with Lando, but the day I opened the door of his driver's room, I felt fear in his eyes. Fear of losing her?

But, why?

Did he like her?
Did she like him?
Did they like each other?

"Hey, what's wrong. You're stiff." she noticed and I smiled.
"It's nothing, Sun. Sleep a little, you'll feel better." I reassured and she put her head back on my shoulder.

She was so beautiful. So much. The most beautiful person i've ever met. I just never noticed it.

I was always thinking about Lily. Until I realised she was manipulating me. And then, cheated on me.

I was caught in my thoughts, when Rose chuckled in her sleep. She was dreaming.

"Yes, of course. Of course I wanna be your girlfriend." she said, sleeping.

Whose girlfriend? Mine? Or Lando's?

Stop it, Oscar. Don't be jealous.

"Oscar, stop. You're gonna get me dirty with the icing." she giggled.

I grinned. She wanted to be my girlfriend. She.

Some people were looking at us weirdly, so I decided to wake her up. Not that I wanted too, but people started recognising us and she should know.

"Darling, wake up." I shook her very gently, not wanting to hurt her.
She snapped up.

"So it was only a dream?" she mumbled quietly.
"You want it to be true?" I nudged and she blushed deeply.
"Did I talk in my sleep? I'm sorry. I do that sometimes." she shook her head embarrassed, but I found it cute.
"It's cute." I smiled and she looked down, blushing even more.

"People are starting to recognise us, it was only fair to wake you up. You probably don't want some weird embarrassing photos of you sleeping on the internet, right?" I laughed and she nodded enthusiastically.

We picked out a film to watch. Well... Rose did. But it's the same thing. She picked out Joker.

I've never seen it yet, but I heard about it and its quotes.

"Why this film?" I asked curious.
"I love the quotes. They're really relatable." she smiled.

No, they were not. I mean, at least not to me. They were dark and depressing; I wasn't like that.

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"We are landing, please buckle your seatbelts. Thank you." the captain spoke through the speakers and we did as he said.

It was raining here, in London. I didn't really mind rain, but I definitely preferred the sun.

"Don't you get tired of the rain?" I questioned.
"No, not really. I love rain." she smiled innocently. We were really the opposite.

The opposite attracts.

Some minutes later after getting off the plane, we got our bags and moved towards the exit. There was a car waiting in the front and Lando was standing in front of it.

Of course.

"Hey, Lan. Thanks for picking us up." she smiled.

Lan? A nickname? Really? Yeah, now kiss. Bullshit.

"Hey man." Lando greeted me and I smiled back.
"Hey!" I said very obviously annoyed. I'm so stupid.

Rose shot me a glare and Lando looked between us. Great. Amazing. Fucking hell.

We got the bags in the car and sat in the back, while Lando drove. It was a thirty minutes drive and let me tell, it wasn't silent.

Lando and Rose were chatting and laughing the whole fucking ride. I was getting frustrated with how good they got along.

This girl was mine, I wanted her to be mine. Not anyone's else's.

Mine.

Even though she thought I didn't notice, she was giving me those weird glances every two seconds.

I didn't know what they meant, but they definitely weren't something very good.

More like, something very bad.

When we finally arrived, I quickly got out of the car and got all of our bags out of the trunk.

Lando asked if I needed any help, but I just shook my head, not even looking him in the eyes. I couldn't.

I actually noticed Rose's house for the first time. It wasn't very big, which was reasonable, as she lived alone. Even though it wasn't enormous, it was really fancy.

It was very old money, mixed with new architecture. It was perfect.

Lando said his goodbye and waved at us. I waved back, zoned out. I didn't know when Rose grabbed my hand and showed me around the house.

Or when she showed me our bedroom and the wardrobe where I could put my clothes.

She even got her own gym and it was very professional but comfortable. I liked it.

But something didn't feel right. I mean, everything was perfect, it was just the thoughts about the friendship between her and the Brit.

I was jealous.

I was never jealous with anyone else but her. She actually meant something to me. Something bigger than love. I couldn't figure out what was it.

I didn't want to waste any more words, so I grabbed her hand and made our way to her bedroom.

I shut the door close and pushed her against them. She gasped, but not in a bad way. In a hungry way. A horny one.

"You're mine. Only mine. Not Lando's and not anyone else's. Mine." I growled into her ear and she closed her legs tightly.

"Are you jealous, Piastri?"

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SOOOOO?

A bit shorter chapter, because I have a very bad headache. Sorry.

Hope you're all well.

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