When Lando meets Oscar for the first time, he thinks he dislikes Oscar, the rookie bringing back memories from Lando's past, which he had vowed to never think about again. Being near him is hard, and he has trouble hiding his dislike. When the fans and the media notice, McLaren is quick to step in, making both driver's sign a contract to be in a fake relationship for the reminder of the season. As Lando struggles with his past, Oscar is always by his side and despite the Australian causing him to confront his past, he can't help but realize that the hate he believed to feel when he first met Oscar, wasn't hate after all. It was the complete opposite and Lando has to learn to feel again, when the last time he allowed someone into his heart, he was hurt badly. ----- TW: mentions of physical abuse, mentions of sexual assault, panic attacks, mentions of psychological abuse

Oscar Piastri was never supposed to matter. Quiet. Precise. Sharp. He moved through the world like a straight line-disciplined, steady, predictable. He didn't chase anyone. He didn't flirt. He didn't smile unless necessary. And yet, he kept finding Lando. A chocolate bar left on a desk. A sticky note in looping handwriting. A soft voice beside Lando's ear. "This is for you. Eat, please." Lando hated it. Hated the way Oscar seemed to anticipate his next move. Hated the hand that appeared just to shield him from bumping into corners. Hated the look in Oscar's eyes-slow, deliberate, almost gentle. One afternoon, under a sunlit tree, Oscar said, "Your star hairclip suits you. You look cute today." No one had ever watched Lando that closely. No one had seen past the showmanship, past the bravado. He pulled away. Snapped. Ran. Heart pounding, throat tight. And Oscar? He stayed. Patient. Quiet. Collecting the pieces of Lando's chaos like it was natural. The strangest thing, when others got too close to Oscar, Lando stiffened. His tone sharpened. "Why him? He doesn't even look at you properly." Oscar's voice was soft, patient. "Lando, why do you care?" "I... I don't. Just forget it," Lando muttered, looking away. He didn't care. But Oscar kept choosing him. In small ways, unnoticed ways, the kind that made Lando's chest tighten. If Oscar was pretending, Lando's heart might not survive. But if he wasn't, then maybe Lando was already falling. Hard. And he wasn't sure he wanted to stop.

What started as one of Lando Norris's dumbest moments spirals into something he never expected - fake rumors, accidental kisses, scheming friends, and far too many sleepless nights in Oscar Piastri's arms. Between chaotic interviews, tense races, and quiet moments under the stars, Lando learns that maybe losing his head around Oscar isn't a problem at all...it's love. A story of spirals, grounding, friendship, and finally saying I do.

Oscar Piastri, Australian Formula One driver, cold introvert. Lando Norris, British Formula One driver, Hot and bothered extrovert. Rivals on the track, and off the track... it's complicated. What could go wrong?

"it's a LOVE STORY baby just SAY YESS"🖇️💌

Max doesn't really have anyone to talk to after his dad beat the shit out of him, and he stumbles across his old diary, if he can't talk, why not write? Charles, also has no one to talk to, ferarri is doing him dirty as shit and he had a little moment and cut himself, again, he also stumbles upon his diary, he can't talk either, so why not write? TW!!! : there will be intimate actions, swear words, and also gay stuff, if you can not handle any of the above, DO NOT READ THIS!

Lando Norris couldn't accept his cold, new teammate, Oscar Piastri. But when their rivalry shatters the driver's facade, Lando discovers hidden wounds and profound pain. Falling deeply in love, Lando offers Oscar the only unconditional safe harbor. Yet, the power of that love terrifies Lando himself, forcing him to flee from an emotion he can't control. Can he return in time to prove his love is stronger than his fear, before the wounded champion seals himself forever in silence?

𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐮𝐧𝐬𝐩𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐧 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐮𝐬

Lando is sick on his home race weekend. He wanted to drive and he always got his own way but was that the best idea?

Enemies. Teammates. Rivals. Lando Norris hates his rookie teammate, Oscar Piastri. Oscar secretly likes him anyway. It should end there but between late-night arguments, jealous glances, and one stolen kiss, the line between rivalry and love starts to blur. Lando Norris x Oscar Piastri