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Oscar Piastri [Want you back]

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[68]-I regret breaking up with you more than anything else in my life

(Maybe I stole some lines from 5SOS "Want you back")
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Watching the water droplets run down the window while the soft tapping rain is the only audible sound I sit in my dark bedroom and stare out of the window. Lately I am sitting here often, getting lost in my thoughts and thinking about how my life would be if things where different.

Different scenarios are in my head. Obviously one where Oscar and I are still happily together but also one where we are together but really unhappy and it would be better if we break up like we did in reality. Well, he broke up with me because he wanted to focus on his F2 season, being so close to his goal and wanting to win another championship in the junior categories.

I was so confused when he wanted to talk with me and I still remember how happy I was but then it slowly drained out of me, leaving me as a crying and sad shell. We were together for several years but then he decided that he has to break up with me to archive his goal, leaving me with a broken heart.

And now I sit here, staring into the rain and hoping that I can forget him soon and that my heart will stop aching every time I think of him. It is the doorbell which rips me out of my thoughts and make me lift my head curiously. Who could be at my door at this time of the day plus during this horrible weather?

Slowly I walk to the door and look at the little display which shows me who is in front of the door. It is not showing the face of the person but since it is wearing a red rain jacket, I know exactly who is standing in front of the door. I take a deep breath, gathering the courage to open the door and then turn the key to reveal Oscar.

"What are you doing here?" I ask him coldly, crossing my arms in front of my chest. Partly to seem mad at him and partly to hold myself together because I was not ready to see him. His skin is paler than it usually is, under his eyes are dark spots and his hair is hanging messily over his forehead.

Are these tears on his face or droplets of the pouring rain? I ask myself when I spot the wet patches on his cheeks, feeling the familiar ache in my chest again but I try to keep the neutral expression on my face.

"I regret breaking up with you more than anything else in my life." He finally blurts out what lets my mask fall down a bit. I expected everything but not him coming and admitting that it was a mistake to end thing between us.

"Oscar..." I mumble, not sure what I should think about what he just admitted, but he interrupts me anyways.

"No, please let me finish this! If you never want to see me again afterwards, I will leave you alone, but please let at least try to fix this." I do what he asks me for and stay still this time, more or less ready to listen to his words and what his explanation his. Not knowing what I will do after it but willing to at least listen to him.

"It was stupid of me to think that I need to leave you to concentrate on racing because you never distracted me from it." Oscar starts with his explanation, and I have to supress a smile when I think back to the times when I accompanied him on a race weekend and how much fun we had back then, but it also leaves a bitter feeling because this is still the reason why he ended things between us.

"No matter where I go, I always want you back and no matter how long it takes, I want you back in my life." Oscar almost pleads. I remember how he used to missed me when I couldn't come with me and how he was on facetime as often a possible just to have me with him.

"Every morning I wake up and still search for you only to realise that you are not longer there." He has to stop a moment, taking a deep breath, while his eyes get a bit watery, but he manages to keep them where they are. I get emotional too, but I don't want to get too excited about him being here and asking me to forgive him.

"I need you more than a stupid championship and if I need to prove this to you, I will call Rene immediately and tell him that I quit." Oscar pulls out his phone and this is the moment I have to stop him before he does something stupid which would ruin everything he has fight for the last years.

"Stop." I grab his phone out of his hand and Oscars shoulders immediately hang low and his head follows soon, making him look onto the ground between us.

"I shouldn't have come or maybe I should have come earlier." Oscar mumbles, being disappointed that he couldn't fix things but this isn't the reason why I stopped him.

"No, if you had come earlier, I wouldn't even open the door for you because I hated you a lot for the first weeks." I explain him, now kind of happy that he waited with the apology until now because I would have thrown him out if he wanted to apologize right after the breakup.

"Hated? And now you...?" Oscar lifts his head, looking kind of hopeful that I am no longer hating him, and I can fulfil this hope.

"Now I understand why you did what you did." I mumble but have to sink my gaze to the ground for a few seconds. "But it still hurts." My voice breaks a little and I have to supress the tears, not wanting to cry now because this could be the turning point where everything is going to be good again.

"And I am still so sorry." Oscar says and tries to catch my gaze while he carefully takes my hand in his, not wanting to do something wrong. "I know." I mumble and give his hand a soft squeeze, indicating that I don't mind him holding it.

"So, what do you think? Can we start all over again?" Is Oscars hoping question and my heart flutters a bit at the thought of getting back together with him, having him by my side again.

"I will need some time to trust you again, but I would love to be with you again." I explain him but have to smile widely at the end of the sentence. A broad smile spreads on Oscars lips and before I can react, he wraps his arms around me and pulls me close to his chest.

"I will not mess up this time." He promises and buries his nose in my hair, relieved that we finally are back together.