#logansargeant

pairing: oscar piastri x oc

plot: childhood bestfriends that turned into enemies. Can they fix it even after years of avoiding and hating on each other?

note: this is my first ever smau and i honestly have no idea what i am doing so just bear with me

Landon Norris and Oscar Piastri take the Lie detector Test | McLaren

The email arrived on a Tuesday morning, crisp and unfeeling in its brevity. Logan Sargeant sat in the quiet of his apartment, the hum of the refrigerator the only sound breaking the silence. His heart sank as he read the words: "After careful consideration, Williams Racing has decided to part ways with you effective immediately..." The rest blurred together, a jumble of corporate jargon that did little to soften the blow. He had known this was a possibility after the crash in the Netherlands—a split-second misjudgment that had sent his car careening into the barriers, the impact echoing louder in his mind than in his ears. But knowing it could happen didn’t make the reality any easier to bear.

Logan stared at his phone, the screen dark now, as if it too had given up on him. His hands trembled slightly, and he set the device down on the table, leaning back in his chair. The walls of his apartment seemed to close in, the trophies and memorabilia from his racing career suddenly feeling like relics of a life that was no longer his. He had worked so hard, sacrificed so much, to get to this point. And now, in the blink of an eye, it was gone.

—

The days that followed were a haze. Logan avoided social media, knowing the comments would be a minefield of criticism and speculation. "Overhyped," "not cut out for F1," “a waste of a seat"—the words played on a loop in his mind, even though he hadn’t read them. He spent hours replaying the crash in his head, wondering what he could have done differently, if he could have saved his career with one better decision. Sleep became elusive, and when it did come, it was haunted by the sound of screeching tires and the sickening crunch of metal.

His family called often, their voices a lifeline. His mother, ever the optimist, reminded him that this wasn’t the end. "You’re still so young, Logan. This is just a detour, not a dead end." His father, a former racer himself, was more pragmatic. "This sport will break your heart if you let it. But it doesn’t define you. You’ve got to find your way back, even if it’s not the way you planned."

Logan appreciated their support, but it was hard to shake the feeling that he had let them down. Racing had been their shared dream, a bond that tied them together. Now, he felt adrift, unsure of who he was without the identity of "F1 driver" to anchor him.

—

Weeks turned into months, and slowly, Logan began to emerge from the fog of disappointment. He started training again, not because he had a plan, but because the routine gave him a sense of purpose. He reconnected with old friends, some from his karting days, who reminded him why he had fallen in love with racing in the first place. They didn’t care about his fall from grace; they just wanted to see him happy.

One afternoon, while visiting a local track where he had first learned to drive, Logan ran into an old mentor, Coach Harris. The man had aged since their last meeting, his hair now more gray than black, but his eyes still sparkled with the same intensity. "Logan Sargeant," Harris said, clapping him on the shoulder. "I’ve been following your career. Tough break, kid. But you’re still standing. That counts for something."

They talked for hours, about racing, about life, about the road ahead. Harris offered Logan a chance to coach at a youth karting program he was running. "These kids look up to you, you know. They’ve seen you rise, and they’ve seen you fall. But what they need to see is how you get back up."

At first, Logan hesitated. Coaching wasn’t what he had envisioned for himself. But as he spent more time at the track, working with the young drivers, he began to find a new sense of fulfillment. Their enthusiasm was infectious, their determination a mirror of his own at that age. He realized that he still had a lot to give to the sport, even if it wasn’t from behind the wheel.

—

As the months passed, Logan’s perspective began to shift. He started to see his dismissal not as an ending, but as a chance to redefine himself. He took up sim racing, streaming his sessions online and building a community of fans who appreciated his skill and his honesty about his journey. He also began speaking openly about mental health, using his platform to encourage others to seek help when they needed it.

The public scrutiny that had once felt like a weight began to lighten. People respected his vulnerability, his willingness to admit that he wasn’t perfect. And while the dream of returning to F1 never fully faded, Logan found peace in the idea that his legacy could be about more than just racing. It could be about resilience, about showing others that it was possible to rise after a fall.

One evening, as he stood at the edge of the track, watching the sun dip below the horizon, Logan felt a sense of calm he hadn’t known in years. The road ahead was still uncertain, but for the first time in a long time, he was excited to see where it would lead. He had lost a lot, but he had also gained something invaluable—a deeper understanding of himself, and the knowledge that no matter what happened, he would always find a way to keep moving forward.

CHARLES LECLERC YOU GODSEND! I'M BEYOND HAPPY OMFG 😭

I swear the whole race I was just praying for good luck and Alex to get points and a driver I liked to win (Charles, Lando, Oscar, George) but THEN Charles FIRST and he maintains and Oscar crept up but not enough and it's been five years since the last time he won here and it was the best GP this season you cannot change my mind I LOVE MY COUNTRY 🔛🔝

Nationalism aside, the race was legit interesting. I WAS SO SAD to hear Logan was dropped but I understand he wasn't like doing so well and sometimes you have to make hard decisions. I think James Vowles handled it a bit weirdly, like posting the announcement about Franco before then one about Logan, but oh well. Hopefully he finds peace in another racing category. Franco did actually suprisingly well today, so good for him. ALEX ALBON 2 POINTS THE GOAT!

I legit was crying I love Monza.

ALSO KIMI ANTONELLI FOR MERC NEXT YEAR IM SO HAPPY FINALLY AN ITALIAN DRIVER ON THE GRID I'VE MISSED IT SM

Started: 8/5/24

Last updated: 8/20/24

Total Works: 1

Key:

*smut

<3 fluff

The Kiss Bet (Charlos)

Part one <3

Part two *

Sargeant's POV — SHORT FANFICTION.

After the FP3 in Dutch GP, I never thought that it would happen to me. I never knew it was coming right at me. I never wanted that accident to happen.

Crashed.

My racing car, it got crashed. But gladly I was doing okay from the accident. I'm survived. In fact, the incident caused my car to burst into flames, which was quite large.

After the incident happened, precisely a few days after the incident, my Team boss called me by phone. And he talked about something my family, my fans, my friends, even myself don't like. Yes. He fired me. I got dropped out from the team so soon, even there are still 9 remaining GPs before the 2024 F1 season end. I supposed to end my F1 career in Williams Racing at the end of GP, Abu Dhabi Grand Prix.

"I am so sorry to tell you this. But firstly, thank you for your hard work for the team for almost 2 season.”

"Vowles Sir, what is the matter? Why are you thanking me already. It's not over yet."

"Sarge, the F1 2024 season is definitely not over yet. But, something already is."

"What? What is that?”

"Unfortunately, you."

"Huh? Me? Why me? I thought my career here will be over in Abu Dhabi GP."

"Sorry, Sargeant. But you have failed the golden rules in the team."

"I see what you mean there. So, it's totally over now?"

"For racing, yes. But you, you're still our family until the last season."

"Huh? A family would never do that like what you just did to me."

"I'm so sorry, Sargeant. Either way, we're not regretting for having you for 2 seas-"

"Almost 2 seasons, Sir."