Love, Eternal

France

"Nola come on, you need to get going" Charles yelled through the house. Nola had finished packing her things last night, making sure she had things for a few days in France and then for Spain. Then they were back to Monaco for the next race. Nola pulled her suitcase out of her room and Charles was standing in the hallway. "Got everything?" He asked. Nola nodded, she checked all her stuff was in her bag, keys, passport, f1 stuff, phone. All there.
"You get to have your house back to yourself now" Nola said to him
"What a result, be safe okay?" He said
"Of course I will" Charles took Nola's suitcase from her and wheeled it out of the house and into his car. They were driving to Nice which was only half an hour away, and then Nola was flying to Bordeaux. Charles was dropping her off. Nola had anxiety about getting on a plane by herself, she didn't want to but she knew she had to. Charles had music playing in the car as they drove away from Monaco.

Nola walked across the tarmac, someone on the flight had already taken her bag from her, so Nola walked behind them towards the plane. She had given Charles a massive hug when he dropped her off. Which calmed Nola down a bit, she walked up the stairs of the private plane and walked inside.
"Welcome Miss Leclerc, I'll bring some refreshments shortly, let me know if you need anything" the flight attendant said, she smiled and nodded at her before turning right and walking properly onto the plane.
"Omg!" Nola yelled before practically jumping into Pierre's arms.
"Hey you" he said as he squeezed Nola tight and kissed her
"What are you doing? I thought you were meeting me there" She said as she sat down in a seat, Pierre sitting opposite her
"Well I wasn't going to leave you alone to fly, and it gives me a chance to actually see you" he said, holding Nola's hand on the table that was between them
"I won't lie I had anxiety about flying on my own so I'm glad you're here" Pierre smiled at her and rubbed his thumb across her hand
"Well I'm here now" he said. Nola nodded
"How was Mexico?" She asked him
"Really good, you seemed to be a fan of the content" he said winking
"You know how much competition I have?" Nola laughed, he laughed as well, "but you keep posting stuff like that, I'm loving it" She said
"And you don't post similar stuff" he said raising his eyebrows at her
"Like what?" She asked. She knew what he meant, Nola had posted a bikini picture from when she went to the beach with Freya yesterday, She just wanted to see what he was going to say
"Let's just say, when I saw that I definitely couldn't wait to see you. Looks like I also have competition" he chuckled. "Including people I race against"
"Which the majority have girlfriends" I stated
"Yes but still. Not all were drivers, not all have girlfriends" Pierre said
"Well Mr Gasly, what can I say? I have a hot boyfriend and you have a hot girlfriend" Nola said as she sipped the drink the attendant had brought over
"Facts" he said
"Alright George Russell" Nola said laughing, he shook his head at her and smirked.
"What looks we serving up in sunny Spain then?" He asked
"That's for me to know, and you to dribble over later" Nola said teasing him, his jaw dropped and it made Nola laugh. She never stopped laughing when she was with him. The flight wouldn't take too long and Nola was glad. But she was also glad it meant it was just them two for a little while.

Landing in Bordeaux, Pierre had a car waiting, of course he did. They got in with Nola's things, Pierre took her hand as he drove.
"I've got a place we're staying at for a few days, tomorrow we've got lunch with my parents, Saturday we're meeting up with some of my friends and going to the beach, otherwise we're free to do whatever" Pierre explained. Nola nodded and squeezed his hand as he drove through France, this was his home. She looked out the window, Nola loved France, well Nola liked a lot of places. But France was so near to home that it felt nice. Same with Italy, she was never too far away. Pierre drove a short distance, constantly holding Nola's hand until they arrived at a house in the middle of no where.
"When you said a place, I was expecting a hotel or an apartment" Nola said as she looked at the house. "Not a mansion" she said
"Got to make sure my girl is comfortable" he said as he stepped out the car. My girl! Nola smiled at his comment and he opened her door for Nola and she got out the car.
"I'm comfortable just with you. You didn't need to get a house" Nola said
"Well... if it helps, I already own this place. So yeah" he said as he took her hand and led her around the car and to the front door
"You own this place?" She said in disbelief. The life of an F1 driver she guessed. Charles' house was pretty big and snazzy, so Nola shouldn't be surprised. They all live a luxurious life. From the houses they own to the cars they drive.
"Oui, now come on. Let me show you around" he said. Nola smiled and let him lead her inside and around the beautiful house. So much space, it was so open and so modern and stylish but cosy at the same time. Eventually Nola settled herself on the sofa and looked around the room.
"Do you want a drink or anything?" Pierre asked from the kitchen
"Yeah a drink please, anything" She said. She realised how quiet it was, being in Monaco was constantly hustle and bustle, the same as the tracks. Everyone on the go, all different sounds great and small were everywhere. Cameras and journalists, crews and teams were everywhere. In Pierre's house it was quiet and calm, the sun was still high and she could see out of the back windows for miles, the greenery was so calming, like something you see on the internet or in a movie, not in real life. She was snapped out of her thoughts by Pierre handing her a glass.
"You like it?" He asked, he lifted Nola's legs and sat down, placing her legs on his lap
"I love it, it's so beautiful here" she said to him.
"It's why I love it. To get a break, chill out, recharge. It's so calm and peaceful"
"Why do you live in Milan when you have this place?" Nola asked him
"Milan is good for travelling to and from. This place is great for when it's the summer or winter breaks, this is home. Milan is convenient, like of course I love it there, but this is definitely what I consider home"
"It has that feel" Nola said, they sat in comfortable silence for a while, it was nice. No one else but them. Nola text her brother to let him know she was in Bordeaux and safe before she forgot.