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Lando posts one (1) photo on Instagram and suddenly his entire fandom thinks he’s dating Oscar Piastri.
He’s not.
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03 Aug 2026
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“Look, I don’t even know the guy. Oscar Piastri, right? That’s his name?” He shook his head, scoffing. “Not my type at all. I don’t go for…..Boring. And he looks like the type who’d rather talk about cars than.... Well, literally anything else.”
The interviewer laughed nervously, sensing the bite. But Lando grinned, satisfied, reckless in how he let the words slip. The quote spread like wildfire. Headlines ate it up.
“Lando Norris Laughs Off Dating Rumors With F1’s Oscar Piastri: ‘Not My Type At All’.”
Or, Lando, a globally recognized pop star managing the intense demands of his career, and Oscar, a Formula One driver currently dominating the World Driver's Championship, both desperately needed a week's break. Coincidentally, they both chose the same secluded location for their much-needed break from the spotlight.
Even though neither man had actually seen or interacted with the other during their overlapping vacation, the simple fact of their shared location quickly triggered immediate and widespread speculation. The media and fans soon fabricated a rumored relationship between the pop star and the formula one driver.
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"Lando." Oscar sighed. He took one tentative step closer to Lando, trapping him between the fence and a hard gaze. "You're a sweet kid, really. You're bright and funny and charming. Undeniably good-looking, of course, and I'd be lying if I said I hadn't noticed that."
That smile from earlier etched its way back onto his face, and Lando reached out to touch Oscar. Fingertips brushing over bare forearms, and oh, Oscar's skin was so warm. "I'd be lying if I said I don't like hearing that," he replied cheekily, tilting his head back against the fence to look up at Oscar.
"But."
"No buts." Desperately, Lando's hands reached further up, clawing into Oscar's shirt and pulling him closer. "We don't need buts. You fancy me, I fancy you, this is perfect!"
Oscar resisted the pull. Grabbed Lando's wrists in two gentle but firm holds and pulled the hands away from his shoulders. "Unfortunately, there are buts whether you need them or not, Lando. You're very sweet, and I really appreciate this, but I'm 38 years old, kid. And how old are you again?"
"22, but what does that matter?"
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02 Aug 2026
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Oscar knows he fucked up the moment he tried to be the goody-two-shoes that he thinks he is.
“So, you’re saying,” Lando narrows his brows, “My parents are paying you to date me?”
“Um, yeah,” Oscar admits, licking his dry lips, “No, I mean, they said they would pay me only if we started dating, which we haven’t so, technically—”
Lando goes off on a rant about how his parents are so controlling and have no sense of respect for his privacy. God, he looks so fucking good complaining.
“You know what, mate? Fuck it.”
The mischievous glint in Lando’s eyes snaps him out of his daze.
“Let’s do it. Let’s get you paid, Osc!”
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31 Jul 2026
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Singapore, 2022. Pole disappears because of a fuel miscalculation. An anti-stall launch drops Max Verstappen from eighth to twelfth. Forty laps later, chasing every point he can salvage, he brakes one fraction too late and throws away sixth place.
It should have been just another bad race.
Instead, it becomes the night Charles Leclerc teaches him that failure doesn't have to be faced alone.
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28 Jul 2026