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The driver’s chat didn’t just react. It exploded.
F1 Drivers 2025 Group Chat
20 members
George Russell
Holy shit
Charles Leclerc
Did you all see what I saw
Or was I dreaming
Pierre Gasly
Oscar is JP
JP is Oscar
Alex Albon
Oh my god
OH MY GOD
Kimi Antonelli
OSCAR IS JP
AAAAAAAAHHHHHH
Gabriel Bortoleto
Oscaaaarrrrrrrr
Max Verstappen
Mate
What was that
Did we just see Oscar Piastri performing on stage
As JP
Carlos Sainz
It was right before us
JP
It was his initials
JACK PIASTRI
George Russell
I used to blast JP’s songs in garage
While JP was in the garage next to me
Charles Leclerc
I gushed about JP’s songs
To Oscar
TO JP HIMSELF
Lewis Hamilton
I walked into ThinkMusic Limited
Begged to sign JP to do music for F1 the movie
While JP himself was right next to me
On this grid
Nico Hulkenberg
Holy shit
How are we ever gonna recover from this?
Isaac Hadjar
I couldn’t even recognize him
Is that really Oscar
Our Oscar
Max Verstappen
Oscar mate
I know you’re here
RESPOND
Charles Leclerc
OSCAR PIASTRI
GET BACK HERE
EXPLAIN
The chat waited for a few minutes. Oscar’s profile pic did not show a green dot.
Liam Lawson
He isn’t online
Yuki Tsunoda
He just finished the show
He must be busy
Alex Albon
Can we just talk about the performance
Dudeeee
We just heard JP for real
Kimi Antonelli
Yeaaahhhh
Not on spotify
Actually live
He’s real
JP IS REAL
AND JP IS OSCAR
OSCAR IS JP
GOD I CANNOT HANDLE THIS
Lewis Hamilton
I cannot even process the fact
The man who ran me off the track last week
Is the man composing music for the movie I’m producing
George Russell
Carmen and I plays his music all the time
She loves him
And now she’s hitting me for not telling her that it’s Oscar
AS IF I KNEW THAT JP IS OSCAR
Max Verstappen
Since we’re on the topic of gushing over his songs
Can we talk about his songs, like for real
Charles Leclerc
Oh
Carlos Sainz
OH
Alex Albon
Oh my god
Falling is about falling in love with someone
And doubting whether they love him back
Pierre Gasly
Wait
Is Oscar committed?
George Russell
Not that I know of
Charles?
Charles Leclerc
What the hell
How would I know?
Max Verstappen
You’re his closest friend on the grid
After Logan left
Charles Leclerc
We’re close
But he never told me anything
I think Lando would know
He and Lando are closer right?
George Russell
@lando do you know who the songs are about
Kimi Antonelli
Wow you guys are dumber than you look
George Russell
???
Oliver Bearman
Yep
Charles Leclerc
What?
Isaac Hadjar
Need genz to tell you old man?
Max Verstappen
Sorry?
Kimi Antonelli
Isn’t that album about him looking up to someone
Admiring them for a distance
Wishing to be closer to them
Oliver Bearman
And when he’s finally close to him, he can’t believe it
Isaac Hadjar
He wonders whether he’s the only one who feels this way
He realizes that he’s fallen
He reads into signs and falls more
Oliver Bearman
And he wonders whether this is true
He doubts himself
But then he falls more
He believes those little moments
He is in love
Kimi Antonelli
Didn’t Oscar look up to Lando before joining F1
Isaac Hadjar
Lando was his idol
Kimi Antonelli
And doesn’t the fans have a name for them
Oliver Bearman
Landoscar
Kimi Antonelli
I rest my case
The chat was silent for a while.
Everyone re-read the thread multiple times.
And most importantly, they checked whether the two people in context were online. Oscar was not. But Lando was.
The green dot next to him meant that he’s reading.
He’s seeing everything.
And he’s remaining silent.
Max Verstappen
Oh
Charles Leclerc
Holy shit
Carlos Sainz
Falling is about Lando
George Russel
@lando were you both together?
Gabriel Bortoleto
But isn’t Lando in a relationship
With that model
Liam Lawson
Shit
Is that why Oscar left
No one responded to that.
After a while, Lewis Hamilton replied.
Lewis Hamilton
Boys, let’s refrain from any assumptions
This isn’t a tabloid
There are real people involved. People are who are dear to us
And Fernando Alonso joined in.
Fernando Alonso
Was watching this unfold for few minutes now
Lewis is right
Unless Oscar or Lando tells us anything, respect the privacy
We’re public figures. We know how much privacy matters
Nobody disagreed. For they all knew what the senior drivers meant.
This wasn’t their story. They were just spectators.
And no matter how much they wished to know what exactly it is, they have no right to demand answers.
It’s up to Oscar or JP to tell it, if he wants to.
Everyone’s phone buzzed with one single message from someone who was silent for the entire time.
Lando Norris
Thank you @lewis @fernando
WHITE, Abu Dhabi | Dec 8, 2025 | 12:15 AM
Lando slammed the drink on the table and signed the bartender for more.
He pocketed his phone after sending out the thank you to the senior drivers and looked around the club.
This was supposed to be his night.
The night he won the championship.
He was supposed to be drunk till his head fell off his neck, dance till his bones felt loose and his legs felt like jelly. His friends were supposed to throw him up in the air. His team was supposed to be burying him in champagne.
Instead, he sat there alone at the counter watching everyone talking to each other in hushed murmurs.
Only one name stood out in all those conversations.
Not one, two.
Oscar.
JP.
Lando gulped down the drink and grimaced feeling the burn in his throat.
JP.
The voice that gave him solace during sleepless night.
It was Oscar.
Of course it was Oscar.
It was always Oscar.
Be it a bad day, a frustrating race, an angry moment, it was always Oscar who calmed him down. Who grounded him. And even when he was not there, he was present in the form of JP.
He closed his eyes shut as the messages in group chat flashed through him.
Falling is about Lando
How easily did Kimi and other rookies figure it out.
And if it’s so easy for them, how soon until the fans figure it out.
Were you together. George had asked in the chat.
Were they?
Lando didn’t quite have the answer.
They were together for most of the times.
They were teammates. They shared a garage. They shared data. They shared cameras for media days.
And when they were not teammates, they shared a bed.
When the lights are off at paddock and the garages shut down, they were together under the dim light of their hotel room. When the team took time in loading configuration in the simulator at MTC, they were together in one of their driver’s rooms. When they couldn’t hold themselves back after a boring debrief meeting, they were together in the supply closet at the paddock.
Lando opened his eyes and stared at the empty glass.
He looked up at the bartender and raised his glass. The bartender filled it up instantly.
Lando took a small sip and placed the glass down.
No one congratulated him.
They did, before the concert.
But nothing came after that.
No posts in McLaren social media which is usually a papaya blast of him in different poses.
Not his fellow drivers in chat.
Not his fans who were waiting for this moment as much as him.
It was all about Oscar.
About Oscar’s retirement.
About Oscar’s concert.
About Oscar’s reveal as JP.
And the night Lando dreamt as a little kid, sat here unspoken about at a lonely corner at a counter in a club.
He felt two skinny arms snaking up his chest from behind. Then a press of lips at the back of his ear.
“Hey champ” Magui whispered and bit his earlobe, “What are you doing here alone?”
Lando turned to her and pulled her arms to stand between his legs, while he sat on the high stool chair.
Magui traced her hand through his chest, through the open buttons of his shirt, and leaned forward resting her other palm on his thigh.
“You look sad for someone who won the world” she frowned and tilted her head.
He let out a small laugh and snaked his arm around her waist pulling her to his chest. His other hand twirled the glass and he slowly raised it to take a sip.
“Hmm” he pressed his lips to a thin line, “I’m sad actually. Somebody said that she’ll continue something but then completely forgot about it”
She chuckled and pressed herself onto his chest. She circled her arms around his neck and rested her fingers on his nape inside his shirt collar.
“I would continue it. But my champion appears to be busy” she said smirking.
Lando gulped down the drink in one go and stood up. He bunched the fabric at her waist in his fist and leaned down to her ear.
“Let’s get out of here” his voice turned rough. He left her waist to grab her wrist and walked out of the party that was meant for the world champion.
@papayagirl WHAT THE FUCK OH MY GOOODDD OH MY GOODDDD
@mclarenrocks DID WE ALL SEE IT!!! SOMEBODY PLEASE TELL ME WHAT THE FUCK THAT WAS
@ln4girl OSCAR PIASTRI IS JP. OH MY FUCKING GOD
@fallingforjp I listened to that voice for over a year and now I get to know that ITS OSCAR PIASTRI MY FAVOURITE F1 DRIVER
@cryingovertrack5 WAS AN F1 DRIVER. MY BOY RETIRED AND REVEALED HIMSELF AS A GLOBAL SENSATION
@gridwatcher Lando Norris won a world title today. And nobody cares. BECAUSE OSCAR FUCKING PIASTRI IS THE JP. THE JP.
@landogirl As much as I love Oscar and JP, please don’t take the shine away from Lando. My man won a championship
@jpsupremacy Wait WAIT. Did Oscar retire and do the reveal today because Lando won the title
@papayagirl OH GOD THAT’S REALLY FUNNY
@ln4girl If it’s true then it’s really low from Oscar
@orange_sector did he just retire from a global sport and then got on stage just to spite lando. I mean come onnnn
@piastri4ever OH SHUT UP not everything is about your golden boy. He won the title so fuck off now. Let us please celebrate our boy.
@opfanforlife OSCAR PIASTRI IS JP. This is bigger than your stupid twink
@LN4defense funny how you call that as an insult to lando when your boy is out there singing songs about some guy
@lucytalksf1 right! We all know that JP is gay because all his songs is about some guy he loves. And now that Oscar is JP…. who is the songs about
@papayagirl wait you don’t think it’s…
@LN4defense oh fuck off…don’t say it’s about lando
@O4OP just saw a thread where people are saying FALLING BY JP IS ABOUT LANDO
@tracyloveslando wait it might be true. I mean just look at the lyrics of all the songs
@offthetracklimits shit I was just reading the lyrics….man it’s lando. It’s fucking lando. JP wrote about LANDO FUCKING NORRIS
@ln4girl are you for real?
@landoscargirly OH MY GOD. LANDOSCAR IS REALLLLL I KNEEWWWW ITTTTTT
@lando_oscar_love HOLY SHIT THIS OUR WIN
@oscloveslan are we ignoring what the album was about. Falling for someone who doesn’t love him back
@O4OP oh god. Oscar loved lando but lando didn’t love him back?
@landoscargirl NOOO NOOO THAT CANNOT HAPPEN. MY DADS ARE IN LOVE THEY ARE IN LOVE THEY ARE TOGETHER. YOU CANNOT TAKE THIS AWAY FROM ME
@gridwatcher THIS JUST BECAME THE MOST INSANE DAY IN F1 HISTORY I DONT MAKE THE RULES
@pitlaneinsider Ferrari could win 10 titles and this would still be crazier
@papayagirl I CANT BREATHE WHY IS EVERYONE IGNORING THE FACT THAT HE SAID “WHEN NOBODY ELSE WAS WATCHING”??????
@fallingdecoded NO NO NO GO BACK TO TRACK 5 RIGHT NOW
@fallingdecoded “if this is real don’t wake me up” WHO WAS HE TALKING ABOUT??????
@receiptsincoming I’m compiling lyrics give me 10 minutes
@ln4defense you guys are INSANE for making this about Lando Norris
@O4OP no YOU are insane for ignoring the obvious
@tracyloveslando I’m sorry but “you look at me like I’m somebody” ??? THEY WERE TEAMMATES
@orange_sector they lived half their lives together on track pls
@lucytalksf1 okay wait
“passenger side”
“late nights”
“hotel hallways”
WHO ELSE WOULD THAT BE
@papayagirl STOP. STOP. STOP.
@papayagirl HE WROTE 7 SONGS ABOUT A GUY HE WAS ALWAYS AROUND
@papayagirl AND THEN RETIRED THE DAY THAT GUY WON THE WORLD TITLE
@papayagirl AND YOU WANT ME TO BELIEVE THIS IS A COINCIDENCE????
@landogirl this is getting really uncomfortable can we not drag Lando Norris into this
@jpsupremacy HE’S ALREADY IN IT BABE
@fallinganalysis THREAD: why every song on Falling points to one person
@fallinganalysis 1. Constellations - admiring someone from afar (2022 when Oscar was reserve driver for Alpine) building fantasies around them
@fallinganalysis 2. Fever Dream - finally meeting and struggling to process that it’s real (rookie year)
@fallinganalysis 3. Slow Motion - comfort, late nights, soft attachment beginning to form
@fallinganalysis 4. Falling - the realization this isn’t admiration anymore.
@fallinganalysis 5. Yours, May Be - searching for reassurance in tiny gestures and moments
@fallinganalysis 6. Echoes of You - convincing himself the feelings are mutual after getting a sign
@fallinganalysis 7. Orbiting - stuck loving someone who won’t choose you
@fallinganalysis YOU SEE IT RIGHT
@ln4girl …oh my god
@offthetracklimits nah because “orbiting” literally means revolving around someone who is the center. WHO IS THE CENTER OF HIS WORLD
@lando_oscar_love I AM REFUSING THIS NARRATIVE
@lando_oscar_love THEY ARE IN LOVE IDC IDC IDC
@oscloveslan no but the album is literally about unrequited love
@oscloveslan THIS IS NOT A HAPPY STORY
@gridwatcher so just to summarize
@gridwatcher Oscar Piastri retired
@gridwatcher revealed he’s JP
@gridwatcher performed an album about unrequited love which he had released last year
@gridwatcher and that person might be Lando Norris
@gridwatcher on the same day Lando won the world championship
@gridwatcher ???????
Backstage, Yas Marina Arena, Abu Dhabi | Dec 8, 2025 | 12:15 AM
Oscar slumped on the couch backstage feeling the heat in his ears.
It was a bad choice to wear a hoodie on stage. The whole stage was lit up by heavy lights and it baked him inside. If he had to stay one more minute, he would have died of heatstroke.
Rookie mistake. Oscar said to himself chuckling.
Mental note: never wear a hoodie on stage.
To do list: go for shopping because you own no clothes other than McLaren merch
The door of his green room slammed open and Mark blasted inside.
“Mate….” Mark said, his voice high pitched in a way Oscar has never heard.
“That was….” Mark let out a laugh and grabbed Oscar into a tight hug, “Amazing. Kid, you were on a blast!”
“Thanks Mark” Oscar said softly and patted his back.
Mark broke the hug and held his shoulders. “How are you, really?”
Oscar nodded his head and let out a laugh. “I feel really good”
“Yeah?”
“Yeah, really” Oscar said honestly and hugged Mark tightly.
“Good” Mark said softly and patted his back. A smile tugged his lips as Oscar hugged him tighter. It had been long since he heard that laugh from the kid.
Oscar wasn’t Mark’s kid. He was just Oscar’s manager. But working together since the boy was 17, somewhere in his heart Mark had started to consider him as his kid. He had watched him grow from the shy kid with the Eurocup championship to a Formula 1 driver and in middle of it a secret popstar.
“I’m so happy for you son” Mark whispered and ruffled his hair as Oscar broke the hug.
Oscar smiled faintly. “I feel free” he said slowly.
Mark said nothing. But he nodded and smiled as Oscar smiled wider at him.
Half an hour later, a notification buzzed in the drivers group chat.
Oscar Piastri left the chat
Hilton, Abu Dhabi | Dec 8, 2025 | 12:45 AM
Lando kicked the door shut behind them using his foot and slammed her on it.
“Lando-” Magui gasped and couldn’t finish her thought as Lando claimed her lips hungrily.
His hands bunched the black bodycon fabric under his fingers and dragged it up. He could feel her skinny fingers grab his shoulders for support and arch back to the wall as he cupped the back of her thighs to lift her up. He registered her hands coming down to unbuckle his belt and pull him out of his slacks.
“Fuck” he groaned under his breath as he entered her.
Magui gasped and clutched his shoulders as he rocked her into the wall.
“Someone is…intense today” she panted between her breaths.
He smirked and kissed her hard muttering into her mouth. “Well, the champ needs his trophy”
A sudden flash of memory hit him as soon as the words left his mouth. His mind refused to register the woman in his arms and her lips sucking the soft skin under his jaw.
“You were amazing today champ” Oscar said nudging his shoulder as they stood in the middle of the club after Miami.
Miami 2024.
His first Formula 1 win.
The club moved around them as the McLaren team danced and screamed in joy of their golden boy’s first win.
Lando smirked as he snaked an arm around his waist and pulled him closer sideways. Oscar’s eyes widened and he looked around to see if anyone’s noticing them.
No one was. Everyone was drowned in alcohol and vibes.
Lando leaned to his ears and whispered, “Well, where’s this champ’s trophy?”
Oscar looked at him and bit his lips hiding his smile. Even in the dim lights of the club Lando could see the darkness pooling his eyes. He saw the mask falling off from the media trained PR robot Oscar to his sweet Osc.
Oscar turned to him and grabbed his hand.
“Osc?” Lando asked tilting his head and Oscar smiled. He pulled him and marched out of the party.
Noone noticed the two drivers leaving.
He felt the pull on his hair and snapped back to the reality.
Abu Dhabi.
Championship.
Hotel room.
Magui.
Her moans were getting louder now as Lando closed his eyes, pulling himself back into the moment, and pounded on her.
Still the tug on his hair crawled under his skin.
It was good.
But wrong.
It wasn’t him.
Him.
Oscar.
He shut his already closed eyes tightly and leaned down to hide his face in her hair.
“Lan” she let out a cry and he could feel it. She was close.
He should’ve focused on that. He really should have. But instead, his mind dusted up a memory of someone calling out his name.
Sprawled under him in his bed, hair a mess on his pillow, arching up to his thrusts, face looking completely wrecked.
“Lan…fuck…yes”
Oscar.
Grabbing his hair, just the way he likes. Soft fingers clutching his back, long nails scratching him up like a cat. Neck tilted back until the head hits the headboard, bare and open for him to mark.
Oscar.
“Oh?” Lando raised an eyebrow as Oscar pushed him down on the bed and crawled on top of him.
“Well, the champ deserves a trophy, doesn’t he?” Oscar smirked and slowly sank down.
“Fuck…Osc…” Lando groaned and fisted the sheets to hold himself back from pinning him to the mattress and taking him right then and there.
“Shh…” Oscar placed his finger on his lips and whispered, “Relax.” He slowly bottomed out and gasped. Lando grunted and clutched his waist tightly, knowing that it’s going to be red tomorrow.
“My treat for the race winner” Oscar panted as he rocked his hips back and forth, in his pace, slowly and steadily.
“Fuck…fuck…god” Lando choked out as he chased his release.
His hand left her thigh and muffled his moans as he came crashing down. He bit on his fist riding out his high.
He registered pulling out of her and helping her on her feet but the hand didn’t leave his mouth as he leaned and hid his face in her shoulder.
Because somewhere inside him, he knew that he was about to say a name that was not Magui.
By midnight, all professional media houses reported it as it is.
Sky Sports F1 | Formula 1 Driver Oscar Piastri Unmasked as Anonymous Artist JP in Surprise Reveal
BBC Sport | Piastri Stuns F1 World with Sudden Retirement and JP Identity Reveal
The Guardian | From Formula 1 to Global Music Stage: Oscar Piastri’s Double Life as JP Revealed
Billboard | Chart-Topping Artist JP Revealed as F1 Driver Oscar Piastri
Rolling Stone | JP Unmasked: Formula 1 Driver Oscar Piastri Is the Voice Behind ‘Falling’
By early morning, tabloids picked it up.
The Sun | LOVE ON TRACK? Piastri’s Secret Pop Life Sparks Rumours Over Norris Connection
Daily Mail | Oscar Piastri’s Shock Double Life: Fans Claim ‘Falling’ Reveals Secret Feelings for Teammate Lando Norris
Page Six | From Paddock to Pop: Piastri’s Music Reveal Has Fans Questioning His Relationship with Norris
New York Post | Seven Songs, One Mystery Man: Internet Points to Lando Norris After Piastri Reveal
E! News | Oscar Piastri’s Surprise Reveal Has Fans Asking One Question: Who Broke His Heart?
By morning, Lando’s phone flooded.
Max Fewtrell
Matteeeee
Where are you muppet
Twitter is saying that you and Oscar fucked
I mean I knew that
But it says you broke his heart or something
And Oscar wrote that album for you
Dudeeee
Are you even seeing this?
Zak Brown
Hey champ, good morning
Listen, not to bother you after yesterday
But could you come down to the conference room today
At Hilton
Adam Norris
Lando
Pick up
Why is internet saying you and Piastri were in a relationship
Cisca Norris
Honey, please call me
Are you okay?
Your father is very upset
Please pick up
Carlos Sainz
Hey sorry for what happened in chat yesterday
Lewis and Fernando are right
We shouldn’t make assumptions
I’m here if you want to talk about it
Hilton, Abu Dhabi | Dec 8, 2025 | 10:30 AM
Lando woke up to the feeling of cold water on his face.
He sat up groaning and wiping the water off his face to watch a furious Magui.
“What?” he asked clutching his head. His head was pounding and he was having a hammering headache.
God, how much did I drink yesterday?
“Are you gay?” Magui asked sharply crossing her arms.
What?
“What?” Lando cried.
She shoved her phone right in front of his face.
“Are you gay?” she demanded.
He ignored the question and slowly took the phone out of her hand to read.
The twitter thread.
The news articles.
The speculations.
The theories.
“Mags…come on” Lando let out a nervous laugh and tossed the phone off the bed.
“Lando…” her voice came out in a warning tone, “People are saying JP’s…fuck…Oscar’s album is about you”
“Yeah, and? People say a lot of things Maggie” Lando said waving his hand off and extended his arm, “Come here”
Magui narrowed her eyes but stepped forward.
“Fans always shipped you” she said slowly as Lando pulled her to his lap. She looked at him, “Lando…did you two ever…like hookup or something?”
“No dear” Lando whispered out the white lie and kissed her hair, “These are just theories. Don’t listen to them”
“Then who is it about?” Magui craned her neck away from him to look at him, “Who is Oscar writing about?”
“Who knows? That’s Oscar’s life” Lando said, getting irritated. How much longer do I have to convince this woman?
Magui hummed and Lando pulled her, this time roughly, to his chest.
“Who cares about Oscar?” he whispered.
You.
You do.
You care about Oscar.
His mind screamed at him. His headache worsened. Lando clutched his head and groaned.
Magui looked at him in concern. “Hangover?” she asked and he nodded.
“Wait, I’ll get you some water” she said and walked away from the bedroom.
Lando slumped back on the bed and leaned to take his phone.
He read the pile of messages waiting for him.
He didn’t reply to any of them.
Well except Zak. To tell him that he’ll not be coming for any meeting.
Hell no.
He won a championship yesterday.
He deserves a break not a PR meeting.
And whatever Oscar was planning with his little fancy dress, he can go fuck himself.