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his other half: pierre gasly

abusive ex, charles as one of your close friends, pierre angst, happy ending, engagement, pierre fluff also

i can’t remember when i fell for him. maybe it was when we were 6, playing in the park, him showing me his favorite games to play. maybe it was when we were 10, and he started getting more serious about his karting and i didn’t get to see him a lot. maybe it’s when we were 15 and he kissed me after i got stood up. now we’re 25, 10 years later, and i still love him.

“no charles i won’t tell him”! i yell. “why y/n? it’s so obvious how much love and care you have for pierre and i’m sure he feels the same way”! charles yelled back. “because charles i’m scared. you know what’s happened in my past and i’m scared of it happening again.” charles knew what i was talking about. when i was 18 i was in a long term relationship with my ex boyfriend, matthew. it started out great, he would buy me flowers, take me on cute dates, and cuddle with me under the stars. but, everything turned sour after a few months. he started drinking heavily and would get home late and break bottles, lamps, anything he could take his anger out on. and eventually, i became that thing. he would abuse me. and charles and pierre were the only people i had told. “y/n i..” charles couldn’t finish his sentence because there was a knock on the door to my apartment. the race this weekend was in england, and that’s where i lived, so charles and pierre wanted to stay with me. “y/n it’s just me ma belle” pierre called from the other side. “we will finish this conversation later” charles reminded. i just rolled my eyes at my close friend and went to open the door. pierre walked in with a grin on his face. “and why are you so happy?” charles asked him. “i met this beautiful girl when i went to get coffee and i got her number and we’re going out later!!” pierre responded excitedly. i stood with a straight face and looked at charles who gulped and stood up with his hands in his pockets. “that’s great mate i’m happy for you, when are you leaving?” “around 6, we’re meeting at this cute restaurant at 7 and i want to buy her flowers to make a good impression. “what a gentlemen” charles joked and we both laughed awkwardly. it was around 3:45 so pierre would leave in a couple of hours. “hey pear” i asked. “mm” he mumbled. “would you wanna hang out for a little bit before you go?” i asked him hoping to spend time with my childhood best friend, because he’d be leaving in a few days. “no can do pumpkin, i have to pick out an outfit and get ready” he answered. i looked at him with a pout on my face and wrapped my arms around his stomach and looked up at him. “pear you’re leaving in a few days remember, we won’t be able to see each other until after the next race, almost a month” i reminded him. he sighed and wrapped his arms around me and rested his head on mine, giving it a light kiss. “i’m sorry pumpkin, i can’t tonight, maybe another time” he says quietly. “oh alright sorry, have fun tonight” i said to him, tears pricking the corners of my eyes. i unwrap my arms from him grab my keys and walk out of the apartment with charles close on my tail.

the minute we get in the car, charles looks over at me and i smile slightly, trying to hide my pain. “y/n i’m so sorry, why don’t you and me spend some time together okay? i missed my best friend and charlottes coming tomorrow so she’ll hang out with you then, remember?” “thank you charles. yeah let’s do something, i know a spot we can relax.” so i start driving to a clif. this is where i always come after a difficult day. i’ve never shown anyone because i feel fragile and broke. when i’m here. charles grabs a blanket and we walk towards the middle and sit down. i lean my head against his arm and he wraps an arm around me. just like that i break down. i start balling my eyes out and can’t help but ask God, “why? why me? God i’ve already lost so many people and now i’m losing pierre.” charles just holds me closer to him. “y/n i don’t know why he wouldn’t spend time with you, but i promise i’ll get to the bottom of it okay? it hurts me to see you like this.” “char i’ve just gone through so so much in my life and it took me forever to become happy again. i put so much work into myself for him and for you, my rocks. you guys have always been there for me. and now that he’s going out with her, he’ll forget about me. i feel like part of me is missing and i’m sad again. i can’t be happy without him.” i told him truthfully. “oh y/n. i understand the feeling. when i lost antoine and my father, my world was broken. but arthur and charlotte and you and pierre got me through it. he’ll come around i promise.” “i’m sorry charles, i shouldn’t take this out on you.” “that’s okay love, you’re upset, just remember i love you okay?” “i love you too charles”. it wasn’t out of normal circumstances to say these things to each other. after charles lost his father and i lost my mother, we grew closer and he’s like a brother to me, and so is arthur. after charles and i watching the sunset, arthur called him and said he arrived in england and asked if we wanted to meet up. we agreed and decided to have dinner.

charles and i stopped by my flat and got changed. i wore a beautiful dress, pierre always told me i looked gorgeous in it, which made me confident to wear it out. i quickly curled my hair and put on my heels. charles put on a white button down and some navy pants. as i walk down the stairs, the door bell rings and arthur walks in. “hey y/n how are you?” he questions. “horrible” i reply and charles fills him in on what’s happened. “oh come here” arthur says after the story is finished. i quickly walk over and he brings me into a tight hug. we all walk out of the flat and get into charles beautiful ferrari and head to the restaurant. after we get out of the car, we walk into the beautiful building we will eat at. it’s exactly what i consider my aesthetic, it’s flowery and has dim lights. the chairs and dark brown and the layout is beautiful. charles and arthur get our table and i keep close to them. slowly, we walk to our table and sit down. a few minutes pass as we look at the menus and after we order i stand up and tell the guys i need to use the restroom. once i’m close to the door to it, i hear someone clear their throat from behind me. i turn around to see matthew. “fuck” i mumble under my breath. “yeah baby fuck.” he says. “matthew please get away from me i don’t want to speak with you” i say quietly and try to walk past him. he grabs my arm and yanks my towards him. “ cant do that baby, i believe we have unfinished business” “i’m not your baby anymore, remember we broke up” “oh no no love, you broke up with me, i’m not yours, but you’re still mine. oh and how’s that little bitchy friend of yours, pierre?” he says. “matthew i don’t belong to you because i belong to pierre, i love him. i say and he puts his hands on my ass, trying to move my dress aside. i slap his hands away and he pins me against the wall. “charles, arthur help pl..” “be quiet you slut, don’t call for your stupid friend, he can’t help you now” he says and begins to kiss my neck. “charles please help” i yell as loud as i can. matthew slaps me hard across and face and i fall to the ground and knock over some plates. “don’t fucking scream again, or i’ll hurt you even more you worthless whore” he yells at me. a few moments later charles and arthur are running towards me. “matthew get the fuck away from her” charles screams at him. “why the fuck would i do that huh pretty boy?” he screams at charles and shoved him. “because you don’t love her and she’s not your girlfriend. you know what you did to her, i saved her once and i’ll save her again.” charles added. arthur helps you up and stand in front of you, pushing you behind him so if matthew tried anything he gets to arthur first. “listen here leclerc, i didn’t lose my fsther, so at least i know someone still loves me, i suggest you stay out of your business and go back to that pathetic mother of yours, okay”? charles had enough and he punches matthew and soon the two are on the floor fighting. “ don’t you dare call my mother anything and don’t ever bring up my father” charles yells and punches him again. matthew flips charles onto the floor and hits him hard drawing blood. i scream and arthur let’s go of my shaving matthew off his brother. “fuck all of you, wastes of time and you bitch, i’ll find you and next time your princes won’t refuse you” he yells and walks away. i begin to cry and walk over to charles. “charles i’m so sorry” i begin to cry and put his head on my lap. “don’t worry love it’s okay. i’m alright i promise.” “i love you both so much” you whisper to both brothers who in unison respond with “love you too sis” you all chuckle slightly and exit the restaurant.

when you return to the flat you begin to clean up charles black eye and bruised arms. “oh charles..” you start and begin to cry. charles just takes you in his arms and hold you for a few minutes. after he goes to shower and arthur cleans up your bruises. “char, is pierre back?” you call after your shower. “i’m sorry love, he’s not, and he’s not answering his phone” he responds. “i really need him” i say sadly. “come here pumpkin” arthur says. “i need pierre right now. he’s the only one who know how to calm me down. i feel the most calm in his arms.” i say. arthur knows i’m not trying to be mean and that i really do appreciate his help in trying to calm me down. “i’m sorry love” he says.

you go to sleep that evening, you and the two brothers all bundled on the couch. the next morning you wake up and see arthur and charles preparing breakfast. you walk over and help them prepare it. a few minutes later, the door to the flat opens and pierre walks in. “hey guys what’s… shit pumpkin what happened to you?” pierre asks in a scared tone. “pierre please..” you say and walk to your room. pierre knew it was serious because you never called him by his first name, you always called him pear. charles and arthur filled him in. “fuck, merde” he exclaims and quickly runs into your room. “y/n please look at me ma belle.” charles enters the room and grasps pierre’s arm lightly. he takes pierre out of the room and says, “pierre where we’re you last night?” “i stayed the night with that girl, katerina, she said i looked so handsome and insisted she make me breakfast in the morning.” “pierre gasly, did you sleep with her?” charles asked in a low tone. “no, i didn’t. i slept on the couch. she really wanted to sleep with me but i told her not yet.” “okay good” charles answrrrd. “pierre” arthur says. “come over here” pierre walks to arthur. “pierre, y/n loves you.” “yeah of course, i love her to she’s my best friend, ever since i was born, i..” “no pierre”, arthur interrupts. “she LOVES you. you hurt her by not spending time with her yesterday. and last night after the encounter with matthew the only person she asked for was you. pierre charles and i may be her brother figures, but she really loves you. she feels the safest and most protected with you. “shit guys, the only reason i went out with kat was because i loved y/n and i was too scared she wouldn’t feel the same. “we’ll mate, i suggest you go and tell her” charles says. “he doesn’t have to” i say quietly and step into the hallway. “pumpkin” pierre begins and walks to me. charles and arthur walk away and allow us time. pierre leans his forehead against mine. “y/n i love you more than life itself. i am so sorry. i treated you horribly and i will never forgive myself.” he says softly and i hear his voice break. i open my eyes to see pierre’s teary closed one’s. i bring my hands to his cheeks and brush his tears away with my thumbs. “pear, please look at me” i say to him, knowing calling him pear would calm him down. pierre opens his beautiful, ocean blue eyes and looks at me. “pear, i have been in love with you for such a long time. i can’t remember where it started. but i can’t stand hearing you’re with another girl. i needed you last night. i needed you to hold me. i needed you, just like when we were kids and i had a nightmare, and you’d cuddle me in your arms.

“ y/n i promise to you ma belle. i will never hurt you ever again. i will stay by your side for as long as i can. i promise you pumpkin. i love you so fucking much. i know you don’t trust me anymore and i’ve ruined everything but i love you so much” he says tears streaming down his cheeks. “pierre, i could never hate you. i love you endlessly. i always will. i don’t care how complicated this situation is, i will fight to be with you. my boy, that’s what you are. matthew asked about you by the way. and i told him he couldn’t have me because i already belonged to someone, you. my heart is yours pierre. it always has been and always will be.” “i can’t stand another minute without you being mine pumpkin” pierre whispers and gently kisses my lips. i can taste the salty tears on both of us. the kiss is slow and romantic. pierre puts his hands on my face, caressing my cheeks and mine are playing with his fluffy hair. we lean our foreheads together once we break the kiss. “will you please be my girlfriend” pierre asks me. “of course i will, i thought you’d never ask” i respond a smile, tears still flowing from both of us. “ i love you pumpkin” pierre softly whispers, wrapping me in his arms. “i love you more pear” i whisper and lean into his touch. he leans down to kiss me again softly. his kisses are so relaxing and show the love he has for me. charles and arthur snapped some cute pictures of us, which i don’t find out about until later.

pierre and i are cuddled on the couch after we explained everything to charles and arthur and charlotte and she finally came. arthur send me some pictures he took and i hear me phone ding. “arthur these are the cutest things ever” i exclaim. pierre’s head is on my tummy and he makes grabby hands wanting to see. i hand him my phone and he smiles. even thought the situation was horrible, pierre hasn’t spoken to kat since and she’s tried to get his attention, him telling her he has a girlfriend now and that she means the world to him.

fast forward to the present. 2 years later. pierre and i now live together, in his apartment in milan. charlotte, charles, pierre, and i are currently on vacation in the bahamas. i wake up early in the morning and look over to see pierre’s head nestled into my neck. i slowly shift so i get up and he’s still sleeping like a baby. i grab my phone to get a picture of his adorable face, not to mention his muscles and abs which are in clear view. “god, thank you so much for sticking with me. i’m so thankful for my friends and family and especially pierre. thank you for blessing me with him” i pray softly. a few second later i hear the bed move and pierre stretched his arms and sits up. “ma belleee” he whispers and sees me sitting at the window watching the sun go up. pierre walks over to me, in just a pair or shorts. i’m wearing one of his t shirts and a pair of underwear. he sits behind me and wraps his toned arms around me kissing my neck and mumbles into it, “good morning pumpkin, how’d you sleep baby”? “i slept comfortably, wrapped in your arms. you wouldn’t let go all night pear, very snuggly boy” i say to him and turn around to look in his beautiful ocean eyes. i caress his cheek and he hums sliming slightly. “i just love you so much and i never wanna let go” he says softly. “i love you too pear” i respond and stand up to change. “wait pumpkin” he whines. “what’s wrong pear?” i say. he wraps his arms around my waist, slightly under his shirt i’m wearing to rub my tummy. he then leans down to slowly and deeply kiss me. i wrap my arms around his neck and play with the little hairs. he hums into the kiss and pulls me closer, still rubbing my belly. after he pulls away from the kiss, we walk into the bathroom and start to get ready for the day. “i want to take a mirror picture pear to put on my instagram story” i say to him. he nods softly and holds me close to him.

“what should i caption it?” “hmmm i don’t know how about: look how handsome pierre looks” he says and laughs. “okay!!” i say and post the picture. “no way you actually used my idea” he says and laughs again. “go check pear” i say sweetly and kiss his cheek. pierre checks his phone and reposts the picture on his story captioning it: “ma belle”.

next season in formula one was pierre’s best result, finishing 4th in the drivers championship. in abu dhabi, the title deciding race, pierre wins the race. after the podium ceremony he takes you onto the racetrack and charlotte snd charles along with arthur and the rest of the drivers follow closely behind. “pear what’s going on?” i ask him. a few second later he stops and takes me hands. “y/n we’ve been through hell and back. i know when we got together i didn’t have your back, so it would be wrong to say i always have. but aside from that, i have. pumpkin, ever since that day we went to the autumn festival in paris when we were 6 i knew you were the girl i wanted to spend my life with. that’s where pumpkin came from.” he laughs lightly. “y/n i promise to always have your back and support you, make you laugh and make you feel loved.” he gets down on one knee and i gasp. “pear..” i say and my eyes start ti tear up. “pumpkin will you make me the happiest man in the entire world and marry me?” “YES PIERRE OH MY GOD” i exclaim and he stand up crying slightly and puts the ring on my finger. i jump into his arms, my feet wrapped around his waist and my arms around his neck, my forehead against his. “i love you to infinity and back pear” i whisper. “i love you to infinity and back 1000 times ma belle” he whispers back. everyone starts cheering and whooping. pierre puts me down and we walk hand in hand towards everyone. after receiving congratulations from everyone we go to Pyry, who i’ve grown close to over the years. “Congrats ms. future gasly” he says and hugs me.

pierre and i return to the hotel. some drivers sent us pictures the photographers got and we stare and them and decide on some to post. after washing up and eating dinner, we both get into bed. i’m laying on his bare chest and we snuggle closer together. “Goodnight fiancé i love you so much” he whispers. “goodnight pear i love you more” i whisper back and he kisses my very softly. i go to bed, after the chaos of the past few years, feeling safe in my future husbands arms.