Felicity learned how to count time in races. In airports and late-night calls. In crosses on a calendar and the promise of circle days. In the quiet that settles after engines fade, and the noise that returns when the world asks for Lando again. This is a story about loving someone whose life is always in motion. About raising a three-year-old who learns the names of far-away places before she learns how to spell them. About choosing privacy in a loud world, and slowly, carefully, stepping back into it. It's about the waiting. The homecomings. The small, brave conversations that shape a family. And the kind of love that learns to survive the distance-one sleep at a time.

In Formula 1, *parc fermé* is where everything is locked in. No changes. No explanations. No going back. Isabel "Bella" Verstappen knows how to live inside rules she never agreed to. A supermodel by name, a paddock constant by proximity, and a Verstappen by blood - she's always been visible, never explained. The world watches her through Instagram posts and race weekend sightings, convinced they understand her life from fragments. Oscar Piastri isn't interested in fragments. Quiet, precise, and allergic to unnecessary attention, he lives off-track the same way he races - controlled, intentional, and private. When their paths cross, nothing about it is loud. That's the problem. They weren't hiding. They just weren't performing. And that, eventually, is what gives them away. Note:Cover art was generated using ChatGPT

Melisande "Andy" Verstappen gave up her dream of racing after a crash shattered her leg - and her father's belief in her. Now, she hides in plain sight as one of the best engineers in the paddock, tuning the very machines she once dreamed of driving. By day, she helps her twin brother stay at the top of the grid but by night unbeknownst to everyone, she's in a secret, slow-burning relationship with Charles Leclerc. Fast cars. Fierce secrets. Don't raise suspicion - especially when your heart's on the line.

Margot Garcia wasn't loved. Not by the media, not by the fans, not by anyone. Climbing to the top of Formula 1 without any support is ruthless. Especially when the entire paddock is wishing for your downfall. And especially when one particular driver wants to see you burn. Margot Garcia and Max Verstappen have always driven like they wanted to kill each other. They are the kind of rivals who make every lap feel like a battlefield. Everyone thinks their hatred is simple... but nothing between them ever is. No one remembers when it started, and neither of them is willing to explain it. But the tension between them? It's too sharp, too charged, too... complicated to be just rivalry. This story is a work of fiction. Some of the information presented is not consistent with reality. English is not my first language.

When an archeology student accidently gets added in a groupchat full of f1 drivers. Or When Charles Leclerc falls for the stranger in the groupchat social media & irl (Updates every day or every other day)

Say it before you run out of time. Say it before it's too late. Say what you're feeling. Waiting is a mistake. FORMULA ONE AU OSCAR PIASTRI COVER BY @/SWAIIOWTAIL

charles, l'amour de ma vie! CHARLES LECLERC. ( weekly updates on thurs and fri )

"𝙄𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙝𝙞𝙜𝙝-𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙠𝙚𝙨 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙡𝙙 𝙤𝙛 𝙁𝙤𝙧𝙢𝙪𝙡𝙖 1, 𝙊𝙨𝙘𝙖𝙧 𝙋𝙞𝙖𝙨𝙩𝙧𝙞 𝙞𝙨 𝙖 𝙢𝙖𝙣 𝙤𝙛 𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙛𝙚𝙘𝙩 𝙙𝙖𝙩𝙖 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙯𝙚𝙧𝙤 𝙫𝙖𝙧𝙞𝙖𝙗𝙡𝙚𝙨-𝙪𝙣𝙩𝙞𝙡 𝙎𝙞𝙤𝙛𝙧𝙖 𝙇𝙖𝙧𝙠𝙞𝙣 𝙗𝙚𝙘𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙚𝙦𝙪𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣 𝙝𝙚 𝙘𝙖𝙣'𝙩 𝙨𝙤𝙡𝙫𝙚." For Oscar Piastri, life is a series of high-speed equations, a disciplined vacuum of data, telemetry, and clinical precision. But when he returns home to the rugged coast of Australia for the off-season, he finds his quiet sanctuary occupied by a variable he didn't calculate: Siofra Larkin. Siofra is a writer who is messy, poetic, and fueled by the very human chaos that Oscar has spent his career trying to eliminate. Forced into a shared living arrangement by a twist of fate and family connections, the two are a study in friction. He views her work as inefficient; she views his life as a hollow pursuit of speed. As the season looms and the pressure of the global stage beckons, they must decide if their connection is merely a temporary detour or a permanent change in their trajectory. In a sport where every second counts, they are about to learn that some of the best stories happen when you finally stop watching the clock.

The rivalry didn't cool over winter. This season, it's going to burn. oscar piastri x fem!oc 2024 season

The world had stopped for both of them - just in different ways. Oscar Piastri lay in a hospital bed, ribs aching, silence louder than any engine he'd ever known. Next door, Alara Finch held her newborn son against her chest, whispering promises she wasn't sure she could keep. Between them, only a thin wall. And the sound that would change everything - a baby's first cry, slicing through the quiet, finding him when he thought he'd been lost for good.