6. LoveGame

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Oscar pov
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"Sure why not." I know this could end horribly I could lose my best friend and be outed to the world but at the same time it could have the outcome I'm hoping for.

"Let's do this! Go get your stuff and I'll meet you in the lobby say, twenty minutes?" Logan gives me a wink and pushes me out of his room so he can start packing.

Ok what did I just agree to? Shit I still don't have my keys! I take the elevator back to the lobby.

"Excuse me, I've seemed to misplace my key can I get a replacement?" God this is so embarrassing. The lady nods and asks for my preferred method of payment. I hand her my credit card. It's fifty fucking euros for a replacement.

I rush back upstairs to my room I have about twelve minutes left before I meet Logan I need to hurry yup.

Literally, right as I'm about to start putting my stuff in my suitcase I get an incoming call from Lando. Ehhhh, do I really want to answer, no. Nonetheless I pick up his call.

"Heyyyy Oscar" I just know he's grinding on the other side of the phone.

"What Lando."

"I'm not interpreting something am I?" I can hear him snickering. Gosh Lando can't leave shit alone.

"Uh yea I was packing up mate."

"I thought our flight was tonight? Is it leaving early?"

"No I'm not going back to England with you mate." Lando lets out a hum and goes quiet. He must be checking his flight.

"Where you going then Osc?" I kinda feel bad for ditching Lando, he hates flying by himself but I already promised Lo.

"To Florida...with Logan."I mumble I know Lando will have a field day with this.

"AHHHHHH" Yup that's Lando screaming into the phone.

"OSCAR JACK PIASTRI! WITH LOGAN SARGET! BE RESPONSIBLE YOUNG MAN!" With that Lando hangs up abruptly not making any sense, ok then.

While I'm packing I keep getting random messages from Lando even though he just called me. Most of his message are things about safe sex and protection. I'm going to kill him this is embarrassing. I feel if Lando wasn't an airhead most of the time he'd gossip all this to my mum.

I need to get my mind off this, Florida here I come. I get a message from Lo saying that my ticket has been booked and that everything has been approved. I walk towards the elevator when I bump into Logan who was already inside.

"You ready Osc, I can't wait to take you to the beach's there. I booked a condo with a private beach just for us." He gives me a wink.

Oh shit it was just going to be us. Me and him, him and I, unsupervised. Alone. All the dirty things from this morning start coming back.

"Osc? Do you not like the beach for something?"

"Nah I love the beach mate, Australian remember." No matter how I try to think of something else Logan's moans from this morning won't stop ringing in my ears.

We were going to be alone. Would this morning be every morning while we were in Florida? I can't help but blush. We had been interrupted twice already. Maybe third times the charm as they say. Finally we exit the elevator.

"Come on Osc this way." Logan grabs my hand snapping me out of my ridiculously horny thoughts.

Lo pulls me towards a car as he takes out the keys. He unlocks it and opens my door for me. Then he walks over to the drives side and gets in.

"This is going to be great Oscar we haven't hung out like this in a while." He takes my hand once more, unintentionally interlacing his hand with mine as he dives off the airport.

I can feel butterflies fluttering around in my chest. Logan Sargent what are you doing to me.

It's a relaxing ride. I mean we are F1 drives we literally drive for a living, some better than others. Regardless I feel safer with Logan driving than Lando. I let out a shutter just thinking about the way Lando drives scares me.

"You cold Osc?"

"No I was just thinking back to when Lan drove me back this morning, I'm highly traumatized." Laughing I squeezed Logan's hand forgetting that we are actually holding fucking hands.

"Am I as bad as a driver as Lando?" I can hear him being sarcastic.

"Worse actually, I should have driven." I responded back with more sarcasm.

"Sure Oscar, but if Alex hadn't called you would not be driving." Ay yo, it takes me a minute to register what he had just said.

So, did he just confirm that we were gonna fuck. Oh holy shit. Did he call me bottom!

"Nuh uh, on the fucking contrary I would be driving you wouldn't." He glance over at me and give me his stupid signature American smirk.

"Yea uhuh, sure Osc, whatever you say cutie." I can feel myself turning red. I don't have a comeback for that, Logan knows this. Dear god what did I get myself into.







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