No Cameras Tonight

No Cameras Tonight

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A Carlos Sainz Fanfiction Catalina Vega has spent her whole life by Carlos Sainz's side, from chasing karts around dusty Spanish tracks to cheering from the grandstands as he rose through the ranks of Formula 1. To the world, he's the golden boy of racing. To her, he's simply just Carlos, the boy who stole her heart long before fame and sponsors entered the picture. But loving your best friend is complicated. Especially when he doesn't seem to notice. When a scandal threatens to tarnish Carlos' clean image just before his debut season with Williams, his PR team comes up with a desperate plan, fake a relationship with someone trustworthy, someone the public already loves. Someone like Catalina. What starts as a carefully crafted lie soon blurs into something dangerously real. Between stolen glances, whispered Spanish confessions, and the chaos of the paddock, Catalina is forced to face the truth she's been running from: pretending to be in love with Carlos might be the one thing that finally breaks her heart. Because the cameras will stop rolling. The world will move on. But her feelings? They never learned how to fake it.
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We need love, but all we want is danger We team up, then switch sides like a record changer The rumors are terrible and cruel But honey, most of them are true - New Romantics by Taylor Swift ------------------- Maeve Alonso grew up in the shadows of podiums and legends. As the daughter of Fernando Alonso, she never had a normal childhood-only the blinding lights of Formula 1 and the wild, reckless boys who became her best friends: Carlos, Charles, Max, Lando, Pierre, George, Daniel, and Alex. Older. Louder. Protective. She was their wild little sister with a sharp tongue and a soft heart. At twenty-one, she knows exactly how this world works. And how to survive in it without ever falling. Until he walks in. Oscar Piastri is nothing like the others. Quiet. Focused. Dangerously unreadable. Where the rest of the paddock burns bright, he smolders-low, slow, and steady. And when his eyes find hers across the chaos, it's not fireworks. It's something deeper. Darker. Hungrier. They don't speak much. But when they do, it crackles. When they touch, the world stops. And when they kiss... it feels like a sin. In a world that worships noise, their silence becomes unbearable. But some desires were never meant to be quiet.

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