Beyond the Track - Oscar Piastri bxb

Coming Clean

The day had come when Oscar and Nick couldn't hide anymore. The constant pressure from the media, the whispers, the cameras lurking around every corner—it had all reached a breaking point. Oscar had known for days that the secret they were trying so hard to protect wouldn't stay hidden for long, and Nick seemed to feel the same.

The tension between them had grown in the past few days, each stolen moment in the hotel room or behind closed doors more precious, yet fleeting. Oscar had started to feel like they were living in a shadow, unable to exist in the light without it being twisted into something they didn't want. But the constant fear of being caught, of being exposed for something they couldn't yet share with the world, had taken a toll on both of them.

It was time. They both knew it.

Oscar and Nick stood by the large glass windows of the hotel lobby, watching the world outside bustle by. The sun was setting, casting a warm golden hue over the city streets. But neither of them saw the beauty in the scene; all they could focus on was the choice that lay ahead.

The press had gotten more persistent. They'd been following them for days, getting closer, snapping photos even when they didn't want to be seen. The rumors were already swirling, and the speculation was growing. It wouldn't be long before they had to address it, or the story would spiral out of control.

Oscar turned to Nick, his heart pounding a little harder than usual. "We can't keep doing this," he said softly, his voice filled with a quiet sense of resolve.

Nick nodded, his expression serious. "I know. It's only getting harder to hide. And I'm done with the secrecy. It feels like we're pretending to be something we're not."

Oscar exhaled slowly, running a hand through his hair. "But what about everything else? The press, the fans, the sponsors... It's all going to change."

"I know." Nick's voice was firm. "But we're not just hiding from the media, Oscar. We're hiding from ourselves, too. I don't want to be ashamed of us. I'm not ashamed of you."

Oscar's chest tightened at Nick's words. He felt the weight of the decision, the responsibility of what it meant for both of them, but there was something in Nick's eyes—a kind of unshakable confidence—that made Oscar believe this was the right choice. They were tired of running, tired of pretending.

"I don't want to hide anymore either," Oscar said, the words coming out with more certainty than he had expected. "I want to be able to hold your hand in public. I want to be able to kiss you without worrying about who's watching."

Nick smiled, a soft, reassuring smile that made Oscar's heart flutter. "Then let's do it. Let's face the world together."

Oscar looked out the window, staring at the world outside. It seemed so far away, so out of their reach. But now, with Nick by his side, it felt like they could do anything. Together, they could face whatever came their way. They were more than just F1 drivers. They were more than just their public personas. They were *them*—two people who had found something real and true, despite the noise around them.

Oscar reached for Nick's hand, threading his fingers through his. "We'll face it together. No matter what."

The decision had been made. They would no longer live in the shadows. Oscar and Nick agreed to address the media together. It was a bold move, one that would undoubtedly change the course of their lives, but it was theirs to make. They were ready to take ownership of their relationship.

The press conference room buzzed with anticipation as the journalists settled in. Oscar and Nick walked in together, hand in hand, causing an immediate stir. The room fell silent for a moment as everyone processed the sight of them together—no longer hiding, no longer pretending.

Oscar cleared his throat, his gaze sweeping across the room, his heart racing in his chest. This was it. There was no turning back now. But as he looked over at Nick, standing confidently beside him, he felt a sense of calm wash over him. They were in this together. He wasn't alone.

"Thank you all for being here," Oscar began, his voice steady despite the flutter in his stomach. "We've called this press conference today to address the recent rumors and speculation about our relationship."

Nick squeezed his hand, offering him a reassuring smile. Oscar took a deep breath and continued.

"Yes, it's true. Nick and I are in a relationship," Oscar said, his voice clear and unapologetic. "We've been trying to keep it private for personal reasons, but after much consideration, we've decided it's time to stop hiding."

A wave of whispers filled the room, but Oscar and Nick stood their ground. They had made the choice, and they weren't going to back down. This was their truth, and they were finally ready to share it.

Nick stepped forward slightly, his voice strong. "We've been through a lot together, and we're proud of what we've built. We understand this might come as a surprise, but we hope that you'll respect our decision. We're still committed to our careers, to our teams, and to our fans, but we're also committed to each other."

Oscar nodded in agreement, glancing over at Nick, who was standing beside him with a quiet confidence. "This doesn't change who we are as athletes. It doesn't change our dedication to what we do. But it does change the way we live our lives. And we're ready for that."

There was a moment of silence before the questions began.

Once the press conference had ended, and the room began to empty, Oscar and Nick found themselves alone once again. The weight of what they had just done hung in the air, but this time, it didn't feel heavy. It felt freeing.

Nick turned to Oscar, a wide grin spreading across his face. "That wasn't so bad, was it?"

Oscar laughed, his nerves finally starting to settle. "No, not at all. I think... I think I'm actually relieved."

Nick pulled him into a hug, his arms wrapping around Oscar's waist. "Me too. Now, let's go out and show the world that we're not afraid to be who we are."

Oscar held onto Nick, closing his eyes for a moment as the chaos of the day began to fade into the background. In that hug, he found the strength to face whatever came next. Because no matter what, they were in this together.

And for the first time in a long time, Oscar felt like he could breathe.