The McLaren Boys (Oscar Pastry)

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Oscar's POV

"Stop looking at her!" Annabella, my PR manager snaps at me before slapping my arm.
"I can't."
"You have to, or you know what'll happen."

"I honestly don't don't give a single shit anymore." I snap back. She just gives me a glare, rolling her eyes.

I was lost.
I was broken.
I was ruined.

We were at some media event, so I had to listen to some dumb, old men speaking.

And all I could thing about was her. Her beautiful eyes. Her perfect smile. The dimple in her left cheek. Her caramel hair, that always smelled like vanilla-citrus. The way my name rolled of her tongue.

I needed her back. I couldn't live without her anymore. I missed her.

And I loved her.

Those were her last words before she stormed out of my house.

"I love you."

Three words, that broke me. Broke me into a million pieces.

I didn't go after her that day. I couldn't. I wasn't allowed.
(bitch what are you five, so your mum tells you what to do?💀)

It was hard explaining to my parents why she left. I told them everything. They didn't know what to do, rather than tapping me on my shoulder and telling me everything's gonna be alright.

But at the same time, what else could they actually do?

I take a sip of my drink, looking at Rose again. She looked stunning in her yellow dress, her favourite colour.

It was definitely her colour, due to her tanned italian skin and chocolate brown eyes.

Her curls were perfectly styled in a half-up, half-down hairstyle. I could imagine the smell of her perfume that was like a drug to me.

She was a drug to me.

"Will you stop." Zak glared at me. I look down.
"Yeah, sorry sir."

From then on, I listened to the old man, I answered on the questions I was asked and I could see some sponsors looking at me sneakily.

I liked that.

I loved my sponsors. I knew my life depended on them, but that's what made it eventful.

It was the opposite for Rose. She hated sponsors. She literally despised them. Her life depended upon them, and that was getting on her nerves badly.

She wanted to be free. To be able to do anything a guy racer would do and not get any hate for it. I understood that.

It was hard.

That's why I went to all of her speeches about feminism, about the world. I adored her.

I remember one of her speeches.

"I remember when I was younger, other girls would tell me, i'm a boy. I didn't know why they called me that, I didn't know what they meant with that. In my family, racing was the golden sport since forever. It was natural to be in it.

At least one of the siblings in every generation would have to be a racing driver. In mine, that was me. Obviously.

When I grew up a bit, I understood what they meant. Racing wasn't something that girls would do on a daily basis.

They usually wouldn't even have their drivers license. But I was a racing driver, which was "for boys".

I stopped racing a few times, because the bullying became so bad, at the races too. Not only girls would make fun of me, but guys too.

That was when I met Lando. The sweetest soul alive. The soul that brung me back the energy, the passion for racing. The love of the adrenaline. The beauty of life.

And now, all of the people that ever made fun of me are standing in front of me. Listening and watching every step I make. Because they want to see me fall.

Why would I give them what they want, though? They're under me, I could destroy them with a snap of my fingers.

I won't do that. I wasn't raised like that. I was raised to be a respectful woman, who knows how to think with her own head.

And so should you."

(idk if the speech was good or not, pls let me know.)
(I just re-read it, it's horrible i'm sorry😭)

I don't know why I remembered the whole speech. All I knew was, that I miss her. Bad.

I need to talk to her. To tell her what happened. Tell her, it's neither of our faults.

I excused myself, going to the bathroom. I met Charles there. To be honest, I'm still traumatised about what happened last time he saw me.

He glared at me, but I decided to speak up.

"Charles, you know I would never cheat on her, right? She means too much to me." I look down.
"Well, why did you then." he raised his voice. I think, i'm regretting my life choices.

"I didn't." I mumbled under my breath.
"What was that?"

"I didn't okay?! My fucking team forced me to break up with her! The team I should trust! They made me break up with my girlfriend, because they thought she isn't worth my time. They fucking threatened me! Threatened me that I will lose my seat. I need her back, Charles! I need her love. I can't live without her." I whispered the last part to myself. Tears stained my cheeks, something that would almost never happened.

"She has something with Lando." he said coldly, walking out without glancing at me the second time.

That made my heart shatter. Shatter in more pieces that it ever was.

Lando. He was always there, for her. She even mentioned him in the mother fucking speech. Of course. What did I think.

I laughed at myself.

Did I really think I was the first choice? Fucking dumbass.

I washed my face, so my eyes wouldn't seen so red, then walked out back to my table.

I looked at Annabelle.

"You don't have to worry about her anymore. I'm done with her."

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