When Did You Get Hot - part 2
𖹭 pairing Oscar Piastri (OP81) and journalist (reader)
── .✦ a/n: part 2 finally out!! You can check part 1 here 💗
8 whole years, that was the time that Oscar and (Y/N) had spend away from each other.
Since F4, his life has only changed for the better ─ winning Formula Renault Eurocup, Formula 3, Formula 2 and reaching Formula 1
Formula 1, where 20 of the best drivers in the world would compete against each other. The epiphany of motorsports. The highest place a driver could possibly imagine himself in. That's what everyone thought, and it wouldn't be different for Oscar.
Since 2023, his rookie year, he has improved. He was more focused, more centered and hungrier to win.
Yet, still thinking about that same teen girl who turned his world upside down.
It’s honestly amazing how even so many years later he still thinks about her. What would she tell him If she could ser where he was? Was she watching him? Ugh, stop thinking about her! You have to focus on racing, not on his aggressive and mean … and pretty Pixie – No! Stop that!
And with that, the 2023 season was over, 9th place in the drivers' championship was pretty solid, but still not enough.
The 2025 F1 season would go well, Oscar had a feeling about it. He grew in experiences and now he's a competitive driver, with even sharper driving skills and a car that felt like a rocketship. That alone would've made his year great, but the she appeared, and everything has changed.
It was the Australian Grand Prix, the first 2025 Formula 1 race. Also his home race, so he had it covered. He knew the track, knew what he needed to do to have good results and was excited about this new season.
Susie, his PR Manager, was explaining to him exactly what he needed to say during an exclusive interview for Sky Sports. Honestly, he was more focused on having good results than listening to her. It's not that he didn't care, not at all, but it was always the same. “Talk about the car and how we're confident with it. Try not to mention this subject and this other. Just be cool and act calmly, it's only the first exclusive interview of many more in this year.” He was halfway through mentally reviewing the 2nd turn when Susie mentioned the interviewer.
“I’m sorry, who?” He stopped walking, too surprise to even walk alongside her
“Oh, hmm… It’s with (Y/N) (Y/L/N). Why? Is there a problem? I mean, I guess I can ask them to swap journalists if you don’t feel comfortable-
“No! No, I mean… No, I-I am actually, I’m comfortable with (Y/N) interviewing me.” It was so weird for him, to say her name after so many years, almost as if it was haunted by the ghosts of his past. (Y/N) would be here. Me and her in the same room. And she’s a journalist? Really? I mean, she had so much potential to-
“Oscar, are you listening to me?! - Susie woke me up from my spiralling and delusional mental rant - "What, have you met her already? I think she must be a rookie journalist or something, but what I do know is that her interviews are highly technical and deeper than just late gossip related questions.”
“Okay, hmm… When is the interview again?”
“Tomorrow, 4 p.m. sharp in a studio close to your hotel, I’ll send you all the details after briefing.”
Tomorrow it is then, Pixie… Guess I’ll just have to charm her again, with a second chance to get what I’ve always wanted. To be with her.
The day passed so quickly that, when he blinked, it was already the day of the interview. (Y/N) would interview him. He couldn’t believe it when Susie said that.
How was she? I mean, after all these years, she must’ve changed, right? Maybe she got even more pretty – which was impossible – but still, what if? Was she still annoyingly smart? Or maybe she grew out of her teasing obsession. Whatever she was like, he knew that he was inevitably fucked up. What if she was so gorgeous that he wouldn’t be able to handle? What if she was so professional that he woul forget how to speak English properly?
What if she was taken? That though has scared him even more than crashing in his home race.
The mental image of (Y/N) with another man was so disturbing that he genuinely thought that he’d throw up.
No. She doesn’t have a boyfriend. She can’t have a boyfriend. Oscar knows the man in this generation,, they weren’t half the man he was; and weren’t worthy of a girl – no, woman – like (Y/N).
And with all this mental ranting, he completely forgot about time.
Suddenly, he snapped out and was 3 p.m., only one hour away from the interview.
He panicked – what should I wear? Should I go formal or casual? Should I take a quick bath? Should I comb it the way she liked it? Should I just actually stop this and actually do something?!
After 20 minutes, he was practically ready to go. Bathed, looking good – not too formal yet not too casual – and paying extra attention to his hair.
Okay, chill out, it’s just an interview, you’ve done this more times than not. You’ve got this. You can do it. Don’t panic, don’t worry. Everything will be fine because you’re gonna be with her. (Y/N), his not so sweet but very dear (Y/N).
Arriving at the studio wasn’t that much of s big deal. Cameras, crew, Susie, but still no sign of (Y/N). Maybe she was late. She was always late back then, maybe she hasn’t changed.
Two minutes to go and he was having some coffee, just to make the nerves go away. Then, when he was heading the armchair to begin the recording, he got a flash vision of heaven.
(Y/N). Older, and yet with the same glow. A body even more perfect than it was before – and it was already impossible for her to get better. He couldn’t believe it. She was here. Actually here. Not a mirage, not a dream.
Her. In person. The same little girl that rolled her eyes calling him Kangaroo Boy. Now, as a breathtaking grown woman.
But of course the universe wouldn't let him take his short, because not even a second after he saw her, they were already in positions and ready to begin the interview
"Oscar, sit down, please. The camera will start recording in three, two, one..." The producer told him, away from the scenario and the cameras, and side by side with Susie.
"Hello everyone, my name is (Y/N) and with me is Oscar Piastri, in this exclusive interview about this new upcoming season. So, in this start of the year, how are you feeling, Oscar?" She says while getting more comfortable on her armchair
Don't panic, don't panick, don't panic. That's all that was going on in his head after he saw her like this
"I, hmm, yeah, I-I'm good, I guess." Okay, that's it. Solid and not embarrasing. Just keep like this and-
"I know, silly, I'm asking you about your feelings about the championship! Are you confident?"
Oh fuck. Of course she wasn't asking that. Obviously. But let's not get ahead of ourselves, just keep talking "Oh, yeah! Hmm, yeah, I'm pretty confident about both the car and my performance. I've gotten even better in this witer break."
"Oh, really? Okay then, if you say so." (Y/N) mumbled, almost trying to hide a smirk
He frowned, "What, you don't think I could win?"
"No, not at all, it's just... That was a very... you way of saying it." She admitted, giving him a loopsided smile
Then, he decided to play her game, only in a lower level "Okay then, Miss "this year will be our year"."
"Look, that was like, 10 years ago, okay? And I really felt like I could win." (Y/N) tried to defend herseld
"Okay, whatever you say, Pixie."
"Pixie?! Really? Wow, okay then Kangaroo Boy. Take that now, Oscar."
This teasing and almost childlike banter could keep happening forever, but it was only when the director cleared his throat that they realized that they needed to concentrate.
As if that wasn't enough sign already, Susie massaged her temples disappointingly, the producer asking for calmative pills and the camera crew one second from brusting into laughs definitely were.
So, surprisingly, after 30 minutes, they managed to make a professional and serious interview. But, of course, in their own way.
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