The Secret of Us // Oscar Piastri

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"That was..." Casey began as she came out of the bathroom after cleaning herself up. "Something." Oscar finished. "Yeah, something." Casey said, watching as he pulled his boxers on. "Are you going?" Casey asked him. "Do you want me to stay?" Oscar asked. "Well, I think we should talk about what just happened." Casey said and Oscar rolled his eyes, which was new for him to do to Casey. "We had sex, Casey." He said, pulling on his jeans and his T-shirt. "We've done it before." He said, making a move for the door. "It was different and you know it!" Casey yelled after him and all she heard was the slamming of the hotel door which made her close her eyes.  

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Casey was laying in bed crying, trying to get to sleep. However, she couldn't. All she could think about was Oscar. He was keeping her awake. And soaking her pillow. It was then that anger took over and she sat up, grabbing her phone and pushing angrily on his contact. "Casey?" He questioned with a groggy voice when he answered his phone. It had been a few hours since he left so she presumed he'd been asleep when she called. "What floor are you on, and what's your room number?" She asked him. Her voice wobbly. He could tell she'd been crying, he could hear her sniffles. "Why?" He asked her back. "Because I am mad at you. And I want to yell at you. I wouldn't be the same if I did it on the phone." She told him, wiping her tears as she held her phone to her ear. "Okay." Oscar said. "I'm on the 8th floor. Room 809." He said and Casey hung up as soon as he'd finished.

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Casey was wearing her cream floral shorts and navy jumper. She was walking down Oscar's corridor. When she came to his door, she took a breath before knocking. Within seconds the door opened, as if he had been stood there waiting for her. Tears were streaming down Casey's cheeks and Oscar's heart broke at the sight. He was quick to pull her into his chest, wrapping his arms around her and placing her chin on her head. "You left me." She cried. "Like I was nothing."

Oscar closed his eyes at her words, regretting his actions. "I know. I'm sorry." He said, rubbing circling on her back. "Am I?" She looked up at him with wide glasslike eyes. "Are you what?" He looked down at her, wiping a loose tear off of her cheek with his thumb. "Nothing to you. Am I nothing to you?" Oscar's lips parted in shock. "Casey," He breathed out. "It's the opposite."

"What do you mean?" Casey asked

"I wanted to know who those songs were about, because I was jealous. I didn't want to believe that some had gotten to you in away that I couldn't,
in away that wasn't just sexual. I'd wanted more than sex from you from the very beginning but I thought all you wanted was sex and I'd take you in anyway I could her you because you're special, Case." He told her, his hand sliding over her jaw. "When you told me that the songs were about me, I got confused and I guess a little angry, and also embarrassed at what I'd done to find out that they were."

"Angry at what? Me?" Casey asked him. "Angry at the whole situation. I don't know if you'd really call it anger, maybe just frustration." He said, stroking her hair. "Frustrated that we didn't realise how we felt about each-other sooner?" Casey asked and he nodded. "I thought all you wanted for me was sex after that conversation we had in Australia and I woke up and you were gone." She said. It was relief to them both that this was all coming out now. "I left because I thought you'd be embarrassed. You were drunk. Like really drunk. I didn't know if you knew what you were saying." Oscar explained and Casey couldn't let but laugh.

"What?" He asked her with a raised eyebrow, a smile now on his face from her laughter. "We're so stupid." She laughed out, placing her hands on Oscar's chest. "God we are, aren't we?" Oscar asked and all Casey could do was laugh and nod up at him.

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"So we're together?" Oscar asked, mouth full of pastry. "Yeah, but no one can find out." Casey said, taking a sip of her coffee. "Like no one." She emphasised. It was now the morning and they were eating breakfast in bed. Oscar has went out before Casey woke up to get them pastry and coffee, he was careful to get her a croissant without almonds on it this time. They'd slept in each-others arm. It was the best sleep that they'd both had since Australia. "Okay." Oscar said with a nod. "But you're still my girlfriend?" He asked. "Yeah, I guess. It's just that only me and you know."