It's Always You ~Loscar~

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(Oscar's POV)

"Logan? Logan?!"

Great, so I now have an unconscious man leaning on me, who is taller than me may I add, and I have no idea what to do with him. Well, I may as well act like I know what I'm doing and wrap that blanket from around me, around him.

Yet that does nothing but take a literal weight off my shoulders and onto someone else's.

Standing out in the hallway won't do anything, so I'm left with no other choice than to carry him into my hotel room. One arm under his knees and the other behind his upper back.

Kicking to door closed with my foot I generally lay Logan down on my bed. As scared as I was for him, I couldn't help but notice how peaceful he looked. Lips slightly parted, eyes gently shut and his dirty blond hair, a mess, covering his eyes.

Oscar, now's not the time to be thinking like this, Logan needs help.

Unwrapping the blanket, the bandages that were once white, were now soaked red. Immediately I knew they needed to be changed, luckily, the hotel first aid kit had some that I could use.

After I took off the dirty bandages, the source of the bleeding. What looked liked hundred of cuts ran up and down both of Logan's arms, some only breaking a few layers of skin, others looked deep enough to warrant stitches.

Before I re-wrapped his arms, I needed to disinfect these cuts. While I'm not exactly sure, I think I have a pretty good idea of what did and how it happened, I'm just not sure why it did.

After Logan had been taken care of, I quickly tucked him into bed before getting in the other side. Feeling the bed dip down from Logan was something I wasn't expecting to like. Also knowing he was here, safe with me, was oddly comforting. So that when sleep came to me so quickly once I got into bed I took it as a sign that I had sufficiently helped Logan.

(3rd Person Logan's POV)

Both of the drivers were woke up to the horrendous sound that neither of them likes hearing first thing in the morning; their alarms. Yet as Oscar woke to what he thought was his alarm, was an alter rendition of his own. The alarm sound that could only belong to one person. Logan. Not only did the altered alarm give away it wasn't his, but also, this was way earlier than Oscar would ever get up on race day.

Now how did the two of them end up in the same bed together, that part was a little hazey to Oscar. However, he knew nothing bad would have happened between them. Worst case, he blabbed to Logan about his feelings for him.

Logan still hadn't woken up and Oscar was starting to stage a mental battle with himself if he should let him sleep for a few minutes while he got ready, or wake him up now as to not stress when getting ready to go to the track. With today being race day, Oscar opted for the one that would cause less stress for the beloved Aussie.

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540 words

Made less and less sense towards the end of the chapter, but got there in the end.

Anyways, highlight of the day - made the perfect toastie with ham, cheese and pineapple.

I have now started to see some more Loscar book coming out on wattpad too which of great, only downside is since they just came out, there is little to no chapters...

Oh and last thing, I was thinking of starting a Lestappen book. I know I know, I shouldn't start too many books at once, so I'm limiting myself to work on only three at a time. And I think I'm doing pretty well at balancing between the two books I have now. But what do you all think?

Anyways, enjoy my lovelies!
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