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Considering making this a mini series (if i do i'll set it up similar to my lando one. one chapter of b4 you and oscar broke up + moodboards. sooo lmk and i'll start thinking of a fc r smth) SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG ITS EXAM WEEK (thats also why its kinda short)

Part One

Evie and Lachie had run for the front door before you could stop them. Someone had rung the doorbell, and they were off. "Mummy! There's a guy here!"

You walk down the hallway and stop, "How the hell did you-"

"Mum asked your mum. Said I wanted to meet them." He lets himself in, and Lachie closes the door after him. Oscar looks down at Evie, "She really does look like Edie."

You cross your arms and stare your children down, "What have I said about opening the door? Get upstairs. Now."

They scurry off upstairs. Oscar looks over at you, "Are you gonna make this easy or-?"

"They're quite obviously yours, Oscar."

"Oh, so you admit it?"

You roll your eyes and prop your hands on your hips. Oscar continues, "I want to get to know them. If you say no, I'll insist on the DNA test and get-"

"Lawyers involved. Jesus, Oscar. I don't have the money to get lawyers involved. Can't exactly say no."

He nods, "So?"

You turn to go up the stairs, "I'll bring them back down." Two little children come bounding down the stairs a few minutes later, you trailing behind them. They settled on the couch, watching the TV, which was playing SpongeBob. Oscar follows, sitting in one of the armchairs as you turn off the TV. "We gotta talk."

Lachie nods, "Okay."

Evie points at Oscar, "Is it about him?"

"Don't point, Evie. It's rude. But yes. It is. Remember when I said your dad and I broke up before I had you?"

Evie is practically vibrating in her spot, "He's our dad?!"

Lachie shoves Evie, "Take a breath."

"Hey! You pushed me!"

"You were yelling!"

"You're yelling!"

"You're both yelling! Inside voices," Lachie instantly sinks back into the chair when you scold them.

Oscar looks at them, "Hi, I'm-"

"Oscar Piastri. Everybody talks about you in school. We know who you are," Lachie cuts him off, immediately cringing when you narrow your eyes.

"Lachlan Cooper, manners."

Oscar smiles, "It's fine. Really."

Evie stares, "Why did you leave mum?"

"Genevieve!"

"I was gonna ask for their names, but I've just been told."

Evie leans over Lachie, laying herself across his lap, "My middle name's Rose."

"Very pretty middle name."

"I thought so too!"

Lachie looks up at you, "Make her get off me!"

"Evie. Off your brother."

She huffs but settles back into her chair. "Can we watch Spongebob again?"

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Oscar's hand holds Jamie down, guiding her through the paddock via her shoulder , making sure she doesn't bounce around like normal. Alison and Lily trail behind him, talking about an article Ali was writing for work. "Daddy! Look it's Lewis Hamilton!"

Oscar nods, "It is, Jay."

"He's red!"

Alison pat's Jamie's head from behind them, "Yeah, baby, moved to Ferrari this season."

The kid is practically vibrating when Oscar decides enough is enough and swings her up onto his hip, "C'mon, Jay. You need to take a breath before you turn into a kangaroo."

She huffs, "Mummy!"

Alison sticks her tongue out, "At least you don't have to walk."

Oscar grins, glancing at the camera taking photos of Jamie, and pulling her cap down to cover her face more, "You don't mind the pictures, do you, Jay?"

"No."

Lily smiles, "Tell us if you change your mind."

Jamie nods, pushing the cap back up her face when Oscar puts her down in the McLaren motor home, greeting his engineer. Alison wraps her hand around Jamie's, making sure she can't disappear. "I'll get you in my driver's room, then I think they want me for something. Before we have to be on the grid for the anthem."

Lily nods at her boyfriend, "S'alright. Jay has homework to do anyway."

Jamie pouts, "No, I don't."

"Yes, you do. You have to finish that maths worksheet," Alison says softly, "Don't be difficult about it."

The child huffs but nods, resigned to her fate.

It was almost comical how fast Sky Sports shoved a camera in Jamie's face when Oscar went off on lap 44. The little girl's face was scrunched up, turned up towards her mother. Lily's hands flew over her mouth, and Alison's went to squeeze Jamie's shoulders. Alison says something to Jamie, "He's okay."

Post-race, Jamie was devastated. Oscar could've been the first Australian to win the Australian Grand Prix, but then he spun out. Lando won. Her dad didn't. She was incredibly bitter on Oscar's behalf. When Alison ran into Lando later that afternoon, with Jamie holding her hand, she refused to meet the man's eye. "I take it she's just as happy as Osc."

"Worse. He's taken it on the chin. Jamie, however, has decided that you're her mortal enemy and rain needs to be banished from the face of the Earth."

Lando laughs a little, looking down at her, "Oh, am I really?"

She nods petulantly, refusing to look at him still. He leans down, "What if I buy you chicken nuggets?"

"Daddy said no chicken nuggets. I had them almost every night last week."

Lando whispers conspiratorially, "Then we'll keep it our secret."

Jamie looks up and nods slowly, "Fine."

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It had all started when Nicole Piastri spotted you in the local grocery store. You were pushing a trolley, with two children beside you. A boy and a girl. Both in school uniforms, both arguing over something trivial as you put things into the trolley. “Can you two act like civilised humans? For once?”

“But mum! He’s wrong!”

You barely turn your head, handling it with practised ease. And then Nicole’s brain switched on. Mum? You were a mother? “Evie, it doesn’t matter. Chips are chips.”

“But salt and vinegar are the best!”

And then the boy chimes in, “Nah uh, honey soy chicken!”

You put something else in the trolley, “They’re both good. Now stop arguing or I’ll put the ice cream back.”

And they went quiet. Mumbling out a small ‘sorry’ each. You keep moving down the aisle, pausing to grab things. Evie almost bumps into Nicole, “I’m really sorry!”

“It’s okay. No harm, no foul.”

She watched the second your back straightens before you turned around with a smile. “Hi.”

She smiles back, “Been a while, hasn’t it?”

You nod, “Seven years.”

“Are you doing alright?”

“Never better. You?”

The boy tugs on your arm, uncomfortable, “No complaints. I didn’t know you had kids.”

“Like I said, it’s been seven years. Lotta things change.”

“They sure do.”

Things had changed. Lots of things. First, Oscar was off around the world being a superstar. Living his dream. Second, you were stuck in the same place with two kids, and a job you hated. You’d grown. Matured. No longer the 17-year-old Nicole was so accustomed to seeing in her living room. Now you’re 24, with two kids. Different hair. Different clothes. Different makeup. Different everything. The two kids you had with you were newish. The boy had shaggy blonde hair and a wicked tan, brown eyes, shark tooth necklace. If Nicole would guess, a surfer. Which meant you didn’t live in Brighton anymore. If she remembered correctly, it was your dad’s birthday or something soon. That would be why you were back here, obviously straight after school pick up.

“You still live ‘round here?”

“No, Mornington. Dad’s birthday, stayin’ in a B&B, needed food.”

So she was right. You’d grabbed the kids and made the two hour journey right after school. She turned her attention to the little girl. Brown hair, eyes that matched yours. She looked similar to Edie when- Oh my god. “How old are they?”

You pause before saying, “Seven.”

And then you turn quickly and head for the checkout. Seven. Born in 2018. You and Oscar had broken up in August that year, when he was already back in England for school. Nicole quickly followed suit. She had to tell Chris.

When you and Oscar were thirteen you met at school, it was February of 2014. You were new, and he had been assigned as your buddy. That was that. End of story. Two peas in a pod. By 2016 he was in England, and your boyfriend. Would you ever recommend a long distance relationship at the ripe old age of fifteen to anyone? No. Absolutely not. But you managed it. The next year things started to fall apart. You two convinced yourself when he’d come home over his summer holidays (winter) that everything was fine. It was not. You argued. You made up. Over and over again. When he left for school you held out a little longer before he called it. A week later you were telling your parents you were pregnant. By twenty you’d found a small little house in Mornington, and your parents had agreed to help you pay for it. So you and your two little toddlers packed up and left for two hours away. That was that. End of story. 

Oscar had come home during a break, Nicole didn’t even notice her son sitting at the kitchen table with his sisters. “Chris, you’ll never believe what I just saw at the store!”

Chris shakes his head, “I’m sure I will believe it, Nicole.”

She pauses, putting the shopping bags on the counter, and looking over at Chris again, “Two adorable little children. One of them looked a lot like Edie when she was young. Seven year old.” Oscar furrows his eyebrows, letting his mum continue, “Haven’t seen their mum since winter of 2017. Used to sit on our couch and watch movies, curled up under a blanket with one of Oscar’s hoodies.”

The kitchen erupts.

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Princess Power's

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Rumours first started when Lando blew a kiss to someone on the Monaco top step. Then again when McLaren posted a video of him staring at something or rather someone, with the corner’s of his lips curled up, eyes unbelievably soft and warm, looking like he was in love. And just when everything died down again, Lando was photographed leaving a daycare, a little girl, in a princess dress, clutching onto his hand, and a princess themed backpack slung over his shoulder. But what grabbed everybody's attention was the fact the little girl looked nothing like him. She was pale, freckled little cheeks, bright red hair pulled into two curly pigtails with little pom-poms attached. The only resemblance was her wide, bright green eyes. And even that was stretching it. And when he was asked about it during the next press-conference?

“I don’t see what that has to do with anything. We’re here for racing. Not to entertain people taking photos of children without permission. It was a gross violation of privacy and that’s all I’m saying about it.”

Max chimes in beside him, “Are there any other questions about this weekend or are we done here?”

Ultimately it was George who gave confirmation. It wasn’t like he meant to. Hell, even he didn’t know how people got where they did with it. But he was walking through the paddock one day with a bright pink ribbon tied around his wrist, and when F1 TV cut to the Mercedes garage during the race, they saw a pink bunny sitting on Carmen’s lap. And when he was asked what helped him win that weekend, he smiled and said he’d had some help. “One of my mate’s daughter’s, actually. Insisted I needed some ‘princess power’ to win this weekend. Cheeky little thing was right.”

And the people went wild, combing through all of George’s friends' social media pages. Until someone got on Twitter, with a photo from Lando’s account, with a bright pink ribbon visible in the corner. And that was it. Lando Norris had a daughter. She knew the grid. And she’d given George princess powers.

When Lando got home after that weekend he was greeted by a flurry of pink. Pink poster paper on the floor, pink glitter, pink paint, princess stickers. And sitting in the middle of it was the little girl, in a princess dress with a tiara perched precariously on her head. Her eyes were sparkling with glittery eyeshadow, lips stained with a bright pink lipstick, cheeks covered in too much blush. Next to her sat you, in one of your nicer dresses, tiara also on your head, makeup done much more messily than the little girls. The second the door shuts, a loud squeal erupts from the mess, and the little girl is standing up and running towards Lando, “Lala!”

You let out an exasperated sigh, “Olivia, it’s daddy. Or dad. Not Lala.”

“Mila and ‘Thea call him Lala!”

“Because he’s not their daddy, uncle Ollie is.”

Lando lets out a soft ‘oomph’ as his daughter lands. He reaches down to pick her up, brushing his nose against her’s, “Hello, Princess Livie. Have you behaved?”

She nods, “Best princess of all the lands!”

“Oh, really?!”

He had that look on his face, the one he always did around her, the one that made him look 15 years younger, like he was Livie’s age again. Pure, unfiltered, childish, joy. You stand up slowly, dodging the mess of pink, “We were making a flag.”

Lando hums, leaning down to kiss you quickly. Livie screeched, “My Lala!”

“You can have your Lala when you go back to calling him daddy, like you’re supposed to.”

Lando looks around the apartment, “I can go give Livie a bath. Let you get some of this under control.”

“I’m showering after.”

“I know. I’ll clean her up. Give her lunch if she hasn’t had any and then put her down for a nap.”

You nod, “Deal.”

By the time Lando had gotten Livie down for a nap, you’d put lunch in the oven for him and put on the show you were watching. He sat down on the couch next to you, lifting his arm up so you could curl up underneath him. “Everybody knows about Livie’s princess powers.”

You hum, eyes trained on the screen, resting your head on his chest. “I still want to keep her out of the media.”

He runs his hand over your hair, “I know, love. We’ll keep her out of it.”

Eventually, the media circled back to it, asking questions again. They’d figured out Lando had a daughter. But now they were asking why they looked nothing alike.

He shrugged simply, “Doesn’t really matter, does it?”

But they’d kept asking. And after weeks of getting the same answer, they were finally given something different. 

“My partner and I talked about what’d I’d say when you asked again. So, uh, we got together when my partner was like two or three months pregnant. The guy wasn’t in the picture. But I had decided pretty early in that I would be. So I went to doctor’s appointments, helped pick out baby names, made a nursery in my apartment. First one to hold our daughter after her mother. So yeah, that’s why she doesn’t look like me. Spitting image of her grandma, really. But she’s my kid. And that’s all we’ve decided we’re comfortable with sharing.”

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My What If Series

Kay, so it's called the questions series, because all the synopses end with a question! I'll add the books part by part and I'll put the links to them because otherwise i'll go over the photo limit. also it's a two parter. I've got a 'mini' questions series that I drafted last year b4 some of the got signed. Also the max one has WAY more moodboards than the others bcs I got tired of making them and niki's besties with a few people on the grid.

Also, most of the girls in the main series have a mental health problem me and my best friend scripted them for awareness and I'm hoping I can write them properly.

I'm hoping to have the mini's moodboards up by the end of the weekend so yeah. For now, have basic ones bcs I dont wanna make banners for them yet. Also my friend came up with the Kimi one and I don't have a moodboard for her yet so I'm putting her at the bottom.

i hate u, i love u (COMPLETED)

In which Lando Norris' twin sister, Nikole, and Max Verstappen hate each other. They hate each other, right?

Songs-

 i hate u, i love you, Olivia O-Brien

 Is It Just Me, Emily Burns

Singer and Actress. Anxiety

Do I Wanna Know (ONGOING)

In which Nikole Norris' best friend, Mackenzie Brown, and Charles Leclerc get caught in a scandal, and their PR teams have the perfect solution. There should be no feelings, shouldn't there?

Songs-

Do I Wanna Know? Arctic Monkey's

In A Perfect World, Dean Lewis and Julia Michaels

Singer. Bipolar (Fun fact so is Madison Beer, Kenzie's faceclaim)

Kids Are Alright (NOT STARTED)

In which Mick Schumacher's cousin, Elodie Freisen, and George Russell had a one night stand two years ago. He wouldn't want to be a dad, would he?

Songs-

Kids Are Alright, Tate McRae

Alien, Sabrina Carpenter

Love Me Like That, Katherine McNamara

Ballerina. Insomnia

Chicken Tendies (NOT STARTED)

In which Daniel Riccardio's ex girlfriend, Macy Tucker, becomes an F1 journalist and feelings rekindle. But you shouldn't get back with an ex, should you?

Songs- 

Chicken Tendies, Clinton Kane

21, Gracie Abrams

Skinny Dipping, Sabrina Carpenter

Sports (F1) Journalist. Body Dysmorphia

(I need to redo this bannner ik pls don't say anything abt it)

I GUESS I'M IN LOVE (NOT STARTED)

In which a social media influencer, Daphne Radcliff, and Lando Norris get wasted in Vegas, and wake up married. They should at least try to make it work, shouldn't they?

Songs- 

I GUESS I'M IN LOVE, Clinton Kane

Almost Love, Sabrina Carpenter

Social Media Influencer. Dissociative disorder

How I'm Feeling Now (NOT STARTED)

In which Carlos Sainz's relationship with his girlfriend, Summer Sutton, is struggling and they don't know if it will get better. But it's worth the pain, isn't it?

Songs- 

How I'm Feeling Now, Lewis Capaldi

Good Stuff, Griff

lovebomb, nessa barrett

Run Away To Mars, TALK

Office Worker (This might change). Anorexia.

Different Kind Of Beautiful (NOT STARTED)

In which Oscar Piastri walked past a surfer, Indigo Ellis, and the two fell in love within seconds. Love at first sight was real, wasn't it?

Songs- 

Different Kind Of Beautiful, Alec Benjamin

Leave A Light On, Tom Walker

Olympic Surfer.

I Wanna Be Yours (NOT STARTED)

In which Lewis Hamilton had to pick up George's daughter and met her teacher, Hunter Reed, and he grew an infatuation with her. But it would be weird if they dated, wouldn't it?

Songs- 

I Wanna Be Yours, Arctic Monkey's

Older, Isabel LaRosa

Mini's

Truly Madly Deeply

Songs- 

Truly Madly Deeply, One Direction

How You Get The Girl, Taylor Swift

this is how you fall in love, Chelsea Cutler and Jeremy Zucker

In which Morgan Wood hasn’t seen her best friend's brother, Liam Lawson, in five years and her pesky little childhood crush comes back. But dating your best friend's brother goes against all the laws of friendship, doesn’t it?

Semi-Professional Soccer Player + Student.

The Night We Met

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The Night We Met, Lord Huron

Close As Strangers, 5SOS

Hurtless, Dean Lewis

In which Ollie Bearman can never refuse a dare and Gwendolyn (Gwen) Lawson just so happened to be one. She wouldn’t find out, would she?

Gymnast and Student

 I Should’ve Fucked Your Brother

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 I Should’ve Fucked Your Brother, Olivia O-Brien

Belong Together, Mark Ambor 

In which Arthur Leclerc recognised how wrong his brother treated his ex, Aurora de Acosta, and offered her a way to get revenge. Would dating her ex's brother would piss him off?

Marketing Executive.

I Can’t Fall In Love Without You

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I Can’t Fall In Love Without You, Zara Larsson

I Love You, I’m Sorry- Gracie Abrams

More 5SOS

In which Tallulah (Tally) Hackett and Jack Doohan were once in love, even if they wouldn’t say it outloud. They spent so long denying it, they now have to learn how to fall in love with others. That won’t hurt too much, will it?

Social Media Influencer.

All I Want

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All I Want, Kodaline

Like My Father- Jax

Lose My Mind, Dean Lewis

In which Mick Schumacher saved Alvie Carnagie from a group of guys who wouldn’t take no for an answer. Hero’s deserve a thank you, don’t they?

Baker.

I Miss You, I’m Sorry

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I Miss You, I’m Sorry, Gracie Abrams

always, i’ll care, Jeremy Zucker

In which Franco Colapinto and Giovanna Accardi had been best friends since they were babies, with promises of being friends forever. After a particularly explosive argument in Giovanna’s apartment, they face how bad they’ve gotten for each other. Nearly four years later, a name pops up on her phone, he was the only Franco she knew, or was she imagining things?

RYAN WHITNEY IS THE FACECLAIM BTW

Lose My Mind

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Lose My Mind, Dean Lewis

Risk, Gracie Abrams

In which two newly blossoming rivals in the 2024 season go head to head to win the championship cup and possibly make it into F1. But will they end up blossoming into something more?

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I Wanna Be Yours

The Military Brat Teacher

The Age Gappers

The Knock Off H2O Mermaids

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Different Kind Of Beautiful

The Future Gold Medalist

The Black Cat and Golden Retreiver

The Frozen Water Baby and The Fresh Water Baby

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How I'm Feeling Now

The One Who Feels Like She's Never Enough

The One Who Gave Up and The One Who Gave Their All

The Two Who Scream Forza Ferrari

The Two Who Are Body Goals

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I GUESS I'M IN LOVE

The One Who Feels Like She's Looking From The Outside In

The Idiots Who Got Drunk and Woke Up Married

The Two Who Understand Each Other Like Nobody Else Could

The One Who The Media Hates, and The One Who Will Stand Up For Her No Matter What

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Chicken Tendies

The F1 Journalist With A Deadly Secret

The Second Chance Lovers

The Two Who Aren't Alone In Their Heads Anymore

The Two Who Know What The Other Is Going Through

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Kids Are Alright

The Ballerina Who Had A Child

The Sister's By Chance, Best Friend's By Choice

The Menaces To Society

The One Night Standers

The Mumma Bear and Her Mini Dancer

The Lost and Found

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Do I Wanna Know

The PR Nightmare

The PR Couple

The Besties for the Resties

The One Who Will Forever Be Traumatised By Ferrari, and The One Who Got Out

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i hate u, i love u

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Rapunzel💇💅- Niki

Regina George🔥📕- George

Sid The Sloth🦥- Max

Little Lando Nowins🚫🏆- Lando

KI KI RAH🤠🗣️- Daniel

Gtfo of Ferrari🚗😭- Charles

oscar.- at a later date

The One Who Has A Stage Name- Sage Carmen btw

The Inseparable Duo

The Enemies to Lovers (They were never enemies they just nicely beefed for no reason)

The Reason's Therapy Exists

The Movie Stars

The Goofballs

The Girl Besties

The Sister-In-Laws

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“Non, mon ange. There. That key.”

“I’m pressing that key.”

“You’re playing a D, I said A.”

He reaches out, covering your hand with his, and replacing your fingers in the right spots. Charles had offered to teach you the piano. And you’d been all for it, eager to learn about your boyfriend's interest. His fingers press yours into the keys, helping you play the tune to ‘hot cross buns’. You turn to him with a grin, “I did it! Did you hear?!”

He smiles and leans in to kiss your forehead, “I did, mon ange. You did very well.”

Eventually, he pulled his hands off yours and let you try to play it by yourself. And you did. "Does this mean you'll take me out for dinner as celebration?"

His nose wrinkles, "I would've taken you out for dinner anyway." You nudge him with your shoulder, and he wraps his arms around yours. "We can order in, or I can actually take you out."

You hum, thinking for a second, "Can we just eat in tonight?"

He nods, "We can have a movie night."

Later, as you curled up on the couch, movie playing, food in hand, you look up, "Can you teach me more piano?"

"Bien sûr, mon ange."

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Abel Know's Things

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Hi, I love your writing. Please could I request Jax Teller ? Jax and reader are co parenting, and Tara isn’t making it easy for them with her jealousy, but she is the mother of jax’s child and he stands by her over everyone else, as he never stopped loving her.

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Abel had noticed the slight shift in his parents. How Daddy's hand would linger on Mommy's back when she would make breakfast. How Mommy would always have Daddy's coffee ready before he got up. How Mommy would curl up into Daddy, and Daddy would wrap his arms around her a little tighter than usual when they'd watch movies.

Abel looks up at you as you put his breakfast in front of him, "Mommy?"

"Yeah, buddy?"

His little four-year-old legs swing as he crunches on the bacon, "Are you and Daddy in love?"

You tense up, for just a second, "What makes you ask that?"

He shrugs, "I very smart, Mommy."

He grins as you run your hand over his hair, "Mm, I guess you are, Abel. But no, me and Daddy aren't in love."

"Oh." He frowns, "Why?"

"Because, sometimes adult's don't love each other like that."

"But you had me."

You nod, putting a plate for Jax on the table, "We did."

"So you did love each other."

He watches as you sigh, "We loved each other like Grandma and Clay do when you were born. But we love each other differently now. Like uhm, Daddy and Uncle Opie. We look out for each other and care for each other. But we're not in love. Does that make sense?"

His little eyebrow furrows, "I guess."

Jax saunters into the kitchen, sweatpants low on his hips, "Good morning." You hum from the stove, putting your own plate together. He moves to Abel, kissing his head, "You sleep good, little monster?"

Abel nods exuberantly, "Yup!"

Jax smiles, leaning over and kissing your cheek as you sit down, "How 'bout you, darlin'?"

"Slept fine."

"Oh, just fine?"

You shoot him a look before eating your breakfast, "Don't you have club business today?"

He shakes his head, "Nah, get to spend the day with my favourite girl and our kid."

Abel grins over at you, as if to say, 'See, Mommy, I was right.' You stick your tongue out at him.

You were sitting on the couch with Jax, Abel sitting on the floor watching the movie. His arm was around your shoulders, and his other hand was sitting on your thigh. You were curled up into his chest. "I meant what I said to Tara."

"I know." He nods, letting you adjust slightly, "And if I had someone to say it too as well, I'd mean it."

He hums and presses a kiss to your forehead. "We'll do it better this time."

You watch Abel, who's mumbling along with the movie, "We can try."

He turns around, standing up and making his way over to you. Abel crawls up onto the couch, nestling himself on your lap. "Mommy?"

"Hmm?"

"You said you and Daddy didn't love each other like that anymore."

Jax grins, ruffling his hair, "Did she?"

Abel nods, "Are you two in love again?"

Jax kisses the top of your head and nods, "Yeah, buddy. We are."

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It's always half and never whole You've begun to feel like home, yeah But what's mine is yours to leave or take What's mine is yours to make your own

Oscar Piastri had decided it was high time to start introducing the world to his family. Maybe people would stop thinking he's a stone-faced man with no emotions. Or maybe he just wants to be able to go to work and excitedly say, "You will never guess what my daughter did last night." And when he introduces his kid and his best friend to the team, he notices a certain curly-haired British man taking a special interest in Ali.

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