The Secret of Us // Oscar Piastri

07

It had been an hour and 30 minutes and Casey was almost ready. Casey hasn't spent all that time getting ready, she always needed little time before shows to just lay down and listen to music so she'd be ready to deal with the overwhelming feelings that came with being on stage in front of thousands of people.

It only really took Casey around 45 minutes to do her make-up, hair, and get changed. Casey had already done her make-up and hair and had changed into her
bralette/corset and white skirt. Her make-up was light, as were the loose curls in her hair. She now just stood at the vanity, trying to put one of her necklaces on, looking in the mirror for her. She only really needed to finish putting her jewellery on, put Rowan's shirt on that she'd burrowed and make her way to see her crew so she could get her mic put on her and her earpiece put it, then she'd be ready to take the stage.

It was then, as she struggled with the flimsy silver chain, that Casey heard a knock at the door. "Come in." She groaned from annoyance at having spent around 10 minutes trying to get the clasp on her necklace closed. Casey hoped it was Audrey at the door, she was always good at helping her with her jewellery.

To say she was surprised when she saw Oscar walk in behind her in the mirror of the vanity was an understatement. "What are you doing here?" She asked without turning around, she just brought her eyes to meet his in the mirror. "We've not got be alone since this morning, I just thought I'd come and say hi." He told her. His eyes were running up and down her body, making her skin feel hot and the room seem smaller than it is.

"Hi." Casey said with a small smile, still trying to clasp her necklace but how flustered Oscar was making her, was not helping at all. Casey let out a groan and dropped her tired arms. "Stupid thing." She muttered under her breath.

"Let me." Oscar said, closing the space between them. Soon Casey could feel his breath on her neck, making her stomach flip. She swallowed the lump that had appeared in her throat and looked back up at him in the mirror. His eyes were burning into her, it was an intense but she couldn't look away and she didn't as she held out her hand with the necklace in it. His fingers brushed the palm of her hand and her breath hitched in her throat, which Oscar heard and made him let out a light chuckle.

"Sorry." Casey said, her voice barley above a whisper. Her lips were pressed together in an awkward smile, and her cheeks were a soft pink with embracement.
"Don't be." He said, letting his fingers brush over her collar bone as he brought the necklace up to her neck.
"I like that I make you like that."

Casey really had to contain herself when she felt him brush her hair off of her back so he could clasp her necklace. God, what was he doing to her? She felt so stupid being this much of a mess from such little of his touch.

"There." Oscar let out as the necklace clicked into place and Casey sighed in relief as it meant she could get away from Oscar and get her thoughts back to something sensible. "Thank you." She said and went to move but Oscar's hands went to her waist, holding her in place.

"What are you doing?" She asked, her voice coming out through harrowed breaths. They we looking at each-other in the mirror and Casey could see the slight smirk on Oscar's face. "Nothing." He said. Casey was about to try and move again when she felt one of Oscar's hands on her thigh. His fingers were grazing up it, pulling the white fabric of her skirts up with them. Soon Oscar was able to feel the band of her underwear. "Oscar." Casey said, her breath stained.

"What?" He asked. "Want me to stop?" His fingers were gently circling on her hipbone and she knew she should say yes, shut this down and go and finish getting ready for her show, but all she could do was sigh and shake her head at him in the mirror ever so slightly. "If you do, use your words." He said, placing a soft kiss on her shoulder. Her shoulder felt like it was on fire, the rest of he body now feeling suddenly cold.