New Romantics {Oscar Piastri} (Swift Series Book 1)

Chapter 1

~2023~
The music booms around me as I walk through the crowds of people. My drink in my hand as I cover it with my other hand. I walk towards the corner where I left my friends and my boyfriend. Matthew and I have been together for almost 6 months. He plays golf on the PGA tour. We met when I was at Miami for the Grand Prix in May. I eventually find them and place myself on the seat next to Matt, who lazily places his arm around my shoulders. "5 minutes!" The DJ yells out the countdown to the new year. The crowd cheers and whoops as the next song begins to play. "Hannah! Come let's dance!" My best friend, Taryn yells at me from her seat. "Do you want to come dance with me?" I ask Matt. He shakes his head before focusing back on the conversation between himself, Lando and Max Fewtrell. Pietra gets up and follows us to the dance floor. The three of us dance along to the music until everyone starts counting down.

10!

I look around at everyone, smiles covering their faces and the lights strobe around us.

9!

Max appears next to Pietra and Lando stands next to Taryn. I turn expecting to find Matt

8!

When he's not behind me I look to Lando and he looks at me sadly, shaking his head.

7!

"You don't want to!" Lando yells at me, lightly grabbing my shoulder.

6!

"Why?" I yell back

5!

"Trust me!" Lando replies

4!

What's going on, I need to see.
I begin to push through the crowd.
"Hannah!" I hear Taryn yell.

3!

I can see the end of the crowd already as I continue pushing through.

2!

I turn to where our booth was

1!

The booth comes into view and I stop.

Happy new year!

My vision is filled with my boyfriend making out with a girl on his lap that I have never seen before. Rage, disappointment and disgust fill me as I watch them while everyone celebrates around me. Everyone is cheering and screaming and sharing new years kisses while I'm watching my boyfriend, no my Ex-boyfriend, make out with a random girl. "Let's go Hannah." Taryn says from next to me, placing her hand on my shoulder and turning me around to face her and Pietra. "Please don't give me your pity looks. I'm leaving now." I say, angrily as I walk out of the club and into the warm Brazilian night.

I walk down the sidewalk, all the alcohol gone from my system. My breathing speeds up and I start to panic. "Hannah! Wait!" Taryn yells behind me. "I don't know what I expected. Why do I expect relationships to work out every time. Am I the problem? I must be because none of my relationships have lasted a year. I guess I'm going to be alone forever." I say, breathless and still unable to calm down, plonking myself down on a random bench under a street light. "That's a little dramatic." Pietra says. "You're not alone, you have us. You can't get rid of us no matter how much you might want to. We will never leave you." Taryn says, sitting next to me and taking my hand in hers. "It will all work out the way it is supposed to." She continues, comforting me. "He was the problem for cheating on someone great like you." Lando pipes up. "Yeah, Lando's right. That dude doesn't know what he's missing" Max adds. "Thanks guys. I really appreciate that." I say with a small smile. "I think I'm going to take the first flight home." I say getting up off of the bench. "Yeah let's all go." Taryn says and I see all the others nod. "Thanks guys. You all really are the best friends a girl could ask for." I say with a small smile. "I know what would cheer you up. I have a contact for a private chalet in Switzerland. We could go skiing there for a few days?" Lando offers. "Oooh that sounds amazing." Taryn says with a smile. "Yeah that really does sound amazing." I say, my smile growing as I realize I have the greatest friends in the whole world.

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ANOTHER FAILED RELATIONSHIP

RED BULL FORMULA ONE DRIVER, HANNAH AND HER STRING OF FAILED RELATIONSHIPS CONTINUES

OVERTAKING TAYLOR SWIFT

TAYLOR SWIFT OR HANNAH VENTER , WHO CAN FAIL THE MOST RELATIONSHIPS

I sigh, throwing my phone onto the bed next to me, tired of reading all of the news headlines and gossip pages. Talking about all of my failed relationships. Most of them are lists and timelines of my relationships. I hate this so much. It's not my fault that these guys can't keep a relationship but obviously the blame is pinned on me. I glance out the window at the stunning view of the Swiss alps. This chalet that Lando managed to rent for us is incredible. However I have yet to leave it. I don't have the energy to face the media outside and I just want to curl up in my bed and cry.

I rub my hand over my face in frustration. My PR manager, Kaylee, will not be happy to see the news and I'm waiting for her phone call where she will give me an earful about the slander I'm receiving in the press. I'm so bored and tired of everything. All of these media sites spreading rumors and splashing my life across the internet. I don't like it at all but unfortunately there is not much I can do to stop them. That's when my phone starts to ring. I sigh as I read the caller ID. I take a few deep breaths, calm in the panic that grows in my stomach. This will be fun...