All time low - a Pierre Gasly short story

1 - Where it all began

My name is Malou and my life is perfect.
At least people assume it is. But i can tell you it's not. But to understand i'm gonna take you on a little tour of my life.

My name is Malou Chloe Anna Katharina Aubert, but all of my friends call me Lou. I was born in Monaco into a wealthy family. My mother is Monegasque, my dad is Austrian. Since my birth i learned French, Italian and German. In school i added English and a bit of Spanish. Speaking of school, i was classmates with Charles Leclerc. Our parents were friends too, so our families got to spend a lot of time together during childhood. Since he decided to get into motorsports we got to know some of Charles' friends too. We went on holidays together all over France and went with the Leclercs to some races. There i met Esteban Ocon, Anthoine Hubert and Pierre Gasly for the first time. And from this day on we stayed in contact. I got to see their first loves, their first heartbrakes, their victories their DNFs and many many more. Over the years we were like a group of siblings. But as the boys got older, they grew apart. Esteban wasn't a part of the group anymore. Looking back it was a bit my fault. I was busy with being a wanna-be someone in Monaco and had my first boyfriend. I was so busy with my life, i didn't even notice that Esteban backed out of the group. I was so selfish, I wanna punch myself now.

As i grew older and broke up with my then-boyfriend, i focused on school and studies so i could study abroad. I started to study Public Relations and English Literature in Paris. The boys went on to different formula classes, went to school in LeMans in cooperation with the French Automobil Federation and we kept in touch via WhatsApp and Instagram. In my third year at university i decided to study abroad in Austria. I moved to Salzburg and to be independent from my parents money i got myself a job. I was one of the infamous RedBull marketing girls. I got to drive a RedBull Mini, get in touch with hockey and soccer players of the RedBull teams and living the good life. I got to make out with many athletes but never had a relationship. 
Mostly because of all the inner demons i battle. All the evenings alone at home, crying my self to sleep. All the endless mornings without energy to get up and go out and meet people. I battle depressions. It was a hard pill to swallow but i know how to live with it. Try to function when around people, be happy, fake a smile and be everybodys darling.
But there is a small group of people who know how i feel on the inside. Who know when i'm down and who cheer me up every time.

Pierre, Charles and Anthoine are my safe haven.