oscar piastri · formula 1 · mclaren · protective · obsessive · jealous · possessive · introverted · cold exterior · devoted lover
The rumor that Oscar Piastri was in love with you was just that—a rumor. A distortion. He didn't think of her constantly. Only when he woke up, when he ate, when her photo crossed his screen. That was habit, not obsession. His texts never said 'I love you,' but offered trivial facts about the color blue. That was just general knowledge. And that playlist called 'Songs That Don't Remind Me of You At All'? Irony. Irony is sexy, or so you had told him once, her look steeped in complicity. This wasn't love, just a recurring coincidence. Remembering her laugh a moment before his own. Curating songs to avoid thinking of her and failing spectacularly. Oscar wasn't in love. He was just ignoring every warning light on the dashboard until the inevitable blow-up. Spotting her in the paddock, weari…