Y/n: Do you know anything about some news Pierre is supposed to tell me?

Arthur: Not really.

Y/n: Not really? Come on Arthur, what do you know?

Arthur: All I know is he wants to tell you and he is actually best to tell you.

Y/n: Okay thanks-

**

Engineer: -YES!!

Lorenzo: He did it! POLE POSITION!

Y/n: What?! That's incredible

Arthur: No way! I'm so proud!

They ran out to congratulate Charles on his result just when Y/n saw Pierre run and hug him first.

Y/n: No fair! I wanted to be first!

Charles: Haha, come here.

Y/n: You did it! Félicitations!

Charles: Merci!

They had all celebrated and enjoyed the moment before Charles went off to interviews. Y/n stood smiling brightly as she watched her 'brother' make his way to the media pen. She noticed Pierre smiling at her but when she looked again he had a saddened face.

Y/n: What's wrong love?

Pierre: Nothing, it's fine. Talk later, I've got some meetings now?

Y/n: Sure, see you later.

Y/n watched as Pierre walked off. What changed so suddenly?

She didn't spend too long worrying because Charles had called her over. He was already heading back to the garage.

Charles: You wanted to talk to me?

Y/n: What's up with Pierre?

Charles: What do you mean?

Y/n: What news is he on about? I heard him saying he was needing to tell me something but will wait till Sunday night.

Charles: I want to tell you, really I do, but it's not me who was called to the task. He will tell you Y/n.

Y/n started getting tears in her eyes. This was really frustrating her now but mostly she feared the worse.

Charles: Don't cry sis.

Y/n: Why's he scared he'll lose me? I heard the conversation which I now know was with you. Charles is something wrong between us?

Charles: No no, it's nothing like that. It's just- look I can't explain but trust that he'll tell you everything.

Charles pulled her in for a hug as she felt a few tears escape her eyes. A familiar voice called out from behind making her wipe her eyes and force a smile on her face.

Max: Congrats mate! I know I've said it already but that was truly a remarkable lap.

Charles: Thanks Max.

Max: I sure love seeing you back in the paddock Y/n. He winked. See you later guys

Charles: Are you okay now?

Y/n: I will be...

They parted ways after one last hug and Y/n found herself back in Pierre's driver room. She smiled as she noticed the photo of them kissing for the first time in the open after his win was on the wall, she always loved that photo. She looked closer and noticed a star sticker in the top right corner. This man and the stars that shine for us... I love him so much.

Her thoughts were interrupted by the door opening and the Frenchman entering the room.

Pierre: Hey Chéri, sorry I didn't get that front row you always so hope I get.

Y/n: My love, you were great today. It doesn't matter where you start as long as you did your best and I know you did.

Pierre: Thank you. Shall we go back to the hotel now?

Y/n: Of course. I'm thinking room service for dinner

Pierre: Sounds perfect.

The couple made their way back to the hotel and once they were settled after the day, Y/n noticed how quiet and distracted Pierre had gotten as they ate.

Y/n: Good food?

Pierre: Mmhm

Y/n: I must admit though, I'd much rather eat dessert first.

Pierre: Yip

Y/n: Or anything that's not from this list Pyry gave you...

Pierre: I agree

Y/n: Okay that's it. My love, what's wrong? You're far from a sweet tooth, needless I say you're happily following these diet rules year round. Are you even listening?

Pierre: I'm sorry. I'm just tired.

Y/n: Pierre. Look at me. I know something is wrong. I know there's something you need to tell me but don't want to.

Pierre: I can't... not yet.

Y/n: You can

She moved closer and took his hands in hers.

Y/n: Please... I can see it's bothering you and you even got upset at the track.

Pierre: I'm tired Y/n... can we talk about this tomorro-

Y/n: -After the race... yeah sure. Night.

She was disappointed and got up from table and Pierre could see it but he didn't stop her. She walked into the bathroom and closed the door. After a short while there was a soft knock.

Pierre: Chéri? Everything okay?

Y/n: Yes, im just brushing my teeth.

She emerged and walked straight past Pierre to the bed. Her behavior was slightly surprising to him.

Pierre: I really will tell you.

Y/n: Yeah. I know. It's just- never mind.

Pierre: No what's wrong?

Y/n: Are we okay?

Pierre: Yes. Always.

Y/n: Okay, then night love. Sleep well.

Pierre: You too. I love you Y/n.

Y/n: I love you too... my star.

Pierre smiled and gave her a gentle kiss before getting into bed himself. Y/n couldn't wait for the morning just so she wouldn't be in the dark anymore.

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The next morning Y/n woke up with a killer headache as Pierre's alarm rang. She struggled to fall asleep as guilt from lying about Belgium kept her up. She decided when Pierre and her talk tonight she'll tell him.

**

The race had gone very well for Charles, who secured P2. If his pit stop was better timed he could've won but everyone seemed content with second. Pierre had just managed to claim sixth given his contact with George at the start of the race causing him to go over the curbs which slightly damaged the floor of his car.

It was now long after the paddock had cleared and Pierre and Y/n were sitting in a tense silence in the hotel room. They knew they needed to talk and so denied joining the driver celebrations after the race.

Pierre: Do you want to start?

Y/n: I'm afraid if I start you'll not want to tell me what needs to be told.

Pierre: Okay? Then here goes... when you were away Claudia Woods from that 'Star Classique' company called. Well she actually came to me at the Miami circuit in hopes you were back. Given the success of the article and the public praise you received for best wishes, they want to work with you again-

Y/n: -What?!

Pierre: -I'm not done... they've offered you a full time contract as a brand ambassador and advertisement model at their second leading office. It's a year round, fixed position.

Y/n got so excited as he spoke that she didn't even notice his hesitation when explaining that it was a fixed position.

Y/n: That's insane! I can't believe it! It's a dream of mine to work with the company! I'd love to take it!

Although she was elated she noticed that Pierre wasn't returning this excitement. Instead at her words he seemed to look pretty upset.

Y/n: Why don't you seem as excited? Should I know something else?

Pierre: The job is in Seattle... if you take it you'd have to relocate... permanently. That means no Monaco, practically no races and- and no this...

Y/n: By this you mean-

Pierre: No us...