《Just Friends // Pierre Gasly》This isn't Over
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Y/n: N-No. D-Don't...
He stopped in his tracks and his eyes scanned the scene until they landed on her packed suitcase.
Pierre: Y/n? What's going on? Why have you packed?
She gave silent but shaky sobs and couldn't bring her eyes to meet his.
Pierre: Please talk to me Chérie.
Y/n: I- I needed you.
Pierre: I'm here now.
She looked up. His face was giving a questioning look but when he saw her eyes it turned to worry. No. Fear.
Y/n: I needed you and you weren't there. You said you'll always be there for me. Well I needed you today and you weren't there.
Pierre felt his heart rate go up slightly. He didn't know what was going on and it scared him.
Pierre: When? Please tell me what happened.
Y/n: Did you not even notice the crowd? Me running past? George walking with me? Anything? Or was Abbie too distracting?
Pierre: Abbie? What-
Y/n: When I needed your help today in the paddock you were with Abbie. Were you even wondering where I was? Did you even realize how late it had gotten?
Pierre: Yes that's why I was on my way to you when she stopped me. I would never leave without you. I didn't realize you left the garage. You said you wouldn't. You said-
Y/n: DON'T put this on me. Sh-she's everywhere Pierre... she's getting in between us just like she wanted. She's winning.
Pierre: No. No she isn't. I wouldn't let her. Come on Y/n, you know that.
Y/n: But you have... I didn't see you trying to push out of that conversation. You didn't even seem in a hurry... maybe she's right...
Pierre: About?
Y/n: Me not being right-
Pierre: -No Y/n...
Y/n reached behind her neck and unclasped the necklace.
Pierre: Don't... don't take it off. Please, let's talk about this. Where's this coming from? What happened to you'll never take it off-
Y/n: -As long as we're together...
Pierre: P-please don't.
He felt his eyes become teary as he forced his words out.
Pierre: We said we won't let anything come between us. Let's talk about this... come on Y/n... it-its us... Please
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Y/n: I'm sorry Pierre... I tried to get over it but her words-
Pierre: -Aren't true. You know they aren't. I know they aren't.
Y/n: Nobody else seems to believe in us anymore... I think I just need time. I think it's best I give you space for a while before I cause any more trouble seeing as everyone already believes I'm dangerous.
Pierre: No! P-please think about t-this... I don't care about the fans' opinions. You won't cause any trouble in the garage. You're not dangerous. If there's a problem I'll even talk to the FIA... I'll stop Media until this settles. I'll-
Y/n: Stop. You shouldn't have to worry about your career or your future because of me. I-I'm sorry Pierre... Really sorry...
She walked to the door sobbing before Pierre grabbed her hand and pulled her in to him before holding her face. She closed her eyes as to not see him and the tears rolled down her cheeks. This pained her more than anything in the world. Pierre kissed her, almost as if desperate for connection. Desperate for change. Desperate for her... She opened her eyes and saw the stray tear running down his cheek. His eyes pleaded with hers.
Pierre: Please... You're my everything. Please can we talk. I have no future without you, Y/n. I love you.
Y/n: I love you too which is why I need to leave. I'm just causing problems and it's not fair to you.
She took his hands off her face and held them.
Y/n: Maybe we could be someday Pierre... just not today.
She dropped the necklace in his hand as she broke free and walked out.
With the click of the door closing Pierre was left standing alone in the room holding onto a promise that seems forgotten, too weak to hold back his cry anymore.
Y/n walked through the hall crying. She knew the last person that should see her like this was Charles but she had nowhere else to go. Suddenly she remembered the only other room number she had known. She reached the door and knocked, praying for it to open.
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- "Y/n?"
Y/n: H-hey...
- "What on earth happened? Come in. Sit."
Y/n: Oh Danny... It hurts!
Daniel: What hurts Y/n?
He wrapped his arms around her as she cried into his chest. She eventually got enough strength to sit up.
Y/n: I think- I- I just told Pierre I needed space. I left him Daniel. I hate that.
Daniel: What?! What happened? You guys were-
Y/n: Don't say perfect for each other. It's already hard enough. Abbie... she complicated things too much. She got her way. I'm done. I've just brought him drama and problems.
Daniel: No Y/n. That's not true. We all see how much happier he's been with you. It's as if he found his soul again. And you... you are you again because of him.
Y/n: I just-
*knock knock*
Daniel: I'll get it.
He walked over to the door and opened it slightly.
Daniel: Hey mate.
- "Have you seen Y/n?"
Daniel: She's here. Wanna come in?
- "Yes."
Daniel: I should warn you she's pretty upset.
- "I've seen her more than pretty upset. I'll manage."
The door opened fully and Y/n looked up as she heard a familiar voice. Great, just who I wanted to see me like this.
Charles: Y/n? What's happened? Come here.
He sat next to her and embraced her.
Y/n: Abbie won Charles. She won.
At this Y/n started crying again which lead Charles to hug her even tighter.
Charles: What do you mean?
Y/n: She said from day one that Pierre's better off without me, that I'm dangerous and not good for him or any one of you guys actually.
Charles: But that's not true. How did she win though?
Y/n: I just- I just left Pierre. I'm leaving everything right now. All of you. Tomorrow.
Charles: No no, that's not- why? Don't give up.
Y/n: The hate. I said I can but I can't handle it anymore. I need to just have a break.
Just then Charles' phone began to ring. He got up after giving Y/n a sorrowful look and left to go and answer it.
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Charles POV
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Charles: I just heard. I'm so sorry mate. I'm trying to talk to her.
Pierre: I- I need her Charles. I can't lose her. She's the best thing that's ever happened to me.
Charles: I know. That goes both ways but if she wants to take time to herself I can't stop her. She's planning on leaving tomorrow for a bit.
Pierre: Where?
Charles: I wish I could tell you. I have no idea. What caused this?
Pierre: It's a long story. Can I speak to her? Please.
Charles: We're in Daniel's room. Come quick and don't even knock. The door's unlocked.
Pierre: I'm on my way. Thanks mate.
Charles: I believe that this isn't over. It's you two for goodness sake... you have to fight for her.
Pierre: Charles, if there's one thing I'll do it's fight for her even if it's the last thing I do.
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End Charles POV
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Charles returned and whispered something inaudible for Y/n to Daniel who seemed to nod in agreement. Soon enough the door flew open.
Pierre: Y/n?!
Y/n looked up and immediately stood up to make a run for it when her eyes met his.
Pierre: Please don't run. Not yet. You can leave but I just need to say something.
Y/n: Please don't make this harder.
Pierre: Let me say what I need to then I won't stop you from going where you want space.
Y/n: Okay
Pierre: You are the best thing to have happened to me. I'm so sorry I wasn't there for you today. I regret it with everything in me and if I could go back in time I would. I will never love another person Y/n because deep down I know it's you who I'm meant to be with. I only hope you see it too someday... Please take the necklace back, it's from a time you still wished would never pass... just know, I still see the stars shining for us. This isn't over...
Y/n was crying now and took the necklace from his hand. She looked at it before talking up herself.
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