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(Oscar's POV)

"How are you mate?"

"Eh, the usual," Logan spoke, the sparkle in his eyes gone, unlike the start of the 2023 season, "congrats on P3 by the way. If I can't win my home race, I at least want it to be my closest friend,"

"Come on Logan! Have faith in yourself!"

"Yeah yeah whatever," he laughs off with a small smile, "I was just heading out, what about you?"

"Yeah, I don't have anything on for the rest of the day, want to go for lunch?"

It was all a lie. I had media I needed to do and I wasn't overly hungry. However, with how busy it's been on Formula One over this year and the last, I've nearly been able to see Logan. After all, if it wasn't for him pushing me to do, I don't think I would be where I am today.

In all honesty, I'm not sure why, I just always felt this kind of magnetic pull towards Logan. It was what made me talk to him for the first time. I'm glad I did cause ever since then we've been inseparable.

"So for lunch I was thinking... Pizza!"

"Pizza!"

We exclaim in unison, before we laughed. We probably looked like we were having a sporadic attack. Honestly, if in doing it with Logan I don't mind.

"You know this area better than me, any places around here you liked to go to as a kid?"

A sparkle in his eye appears immediately and without another word, grabs my wrist and pulls me the final distance to the paddock exit. The touch sends a wave of heat through my body that isn't unwelcome, but its also unknown.

I spent so long looking down at where Logan and I had contact, that I didn't realise I had blindly been following him to his car. He opens the passenger door of the car for me as I swiftly get in, still in a haze, before he closes and jogs around to the drivers side.

We had been driving for about ten minutes now and the only noise in the car was the soft pop music that was on a low volume. Personally, I would be playing house music right now, but hey, to each their own. when the song ends Logan is the one who breaks the silence.

"We should be just about there, aaaaaand here we are," he turns to face me, flashing a smile.

before I can say anything or look around, he has already gotten out the car and opened my door for me again. This time round I quietly thank him before I look towards the building in front of us. It's off white walls look rough and weathers, yet homely. The splashes of green, red and occasionally yellow make it look like the cliche pizza place in American high school movies where the main cheaters solve a small town mystery.

As we walk inside, the smell of fresh garlic bread and pizza hits me and it brings me a nostalgic feeling. reminding me of my first F1 race in Italy. McLaren had a good weekend, from race finish to weather. Logan sat down at one of the tables and beckoned me to follow suit. As soon as I sit down, what looks like a waitress, comes over to us.

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560 words

I know that these chapters have been kind of short, but since they are all being published at the same time, it's kind of like mash into one.

Anyways, what do you think about the cover of the book? Should I change the cover to Lover Over-due so that it matches?

Anyways, enjoy my lovelies!
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