Love, Eternal

Cannes

Pierre opened up the door to the house and let Nola in before he closed the door. He turned round to walk and Nola was standing right in front of him. She pushed him against the door and kissed him straight away. Pierre was surprised, but definitely not in a bad way, Nola's kiss was heated. Pierre picked her up, her legs wrapping around his waist as he walked to the kitchen and placed her on the counter top, he stood between her legs
"You okay?" Pierre whispered as he kissed her neck, pushing her jacket off of her
"Mhm" she whispered titling her head back for him
"I need to shower" Pierre said, still kissing her but his hands roaming her body. Nola had her hands on his waist pulling him against her
"Shower later" she mumbled, pulling at his t shirt. Pierre moved back and let her slide his top off, he smirked before kissing her again.

Nola fell back onto her pillow, Pierre laying down next to her, both breathless. Nola smiled, watching Pierre play football drove her crazy, she watched him the whole time, he ran around looking so good, getting sweaty from the game.
"Better?" Pierre whispered to her
"Mhm" she mumbled, cuddling into him and laying on his chest, playing with the gold cross that hung around his neck.
"What got you all heated?" Pierre chuckled kissing the top of her head and putting his arm around her
"You, obviously"
"What about me?" His French smooth as anything
"Running around playing football, getting all hot and sweaty, drove me crazy. Then seeing all those girls dribbling over you"
"Are you getting a bit jealous?" He asked
"Not jealous as such, just wanted your attention" Nola shrugged "forget I said that, I sound selfish" she chuckled realising what she had said
"It's not selfish to want my attention. I like seeing fans and taking pictures, it's great to connect with them. But you're the only one I really want to see everyday, you're the one I come back to. And it's what I think about when guys speak to you or look at you"
"Aww. And people don't look at me?" Nola said looking up at Pierre
"They do, you don't see but I do" Pierre said looking into Nola's green eyes
"Well I'm not bothered if that's the case. As you said, you're the one I want to be with and see everyday" she reached up and kissed him "but even looking through your Instagram, the amount of girls drooling over you. Some days I'm like yeah that's mine, and some days I'm like oh.." Nola said, she was being more honest and down then she needed to be, she knew Pierre understood though
"It will always be you. It will only ever be you" Pierre said
"I'm being silly, I'm sorry"
"Don't say sorry, nothing to be sorry about. And you're not being silly at all. I know you struggle sometimes, but I'll just make sure I'm there to reassure you, every minute of everyday because I love you" Nola smiled and buried her head in Pierre's neck and kissed him softly
"I love you" she mumbled into him. He squeezed her tighter to him
"Let's sleep, we've got a long day tomorrow" Pierre whispered. No matter how often he had to do it, he would reassure Nola with whatever she needed. He was so in love with her, he knew she struggled and got anxious about things, and that's why he would make sure she felt secure enough to not worry about those things. He didn't want anyone else, he got his girl and that's all he wanted. He did get a lot of attention, and he appreciated it, but the only attention he ever wanted was Nola's, and he had it.

"Nola allez" Pierre called from the door to the garage
"I'm coming" she called back. She grabbed her things, she would be back late tomorrow so she only needed stuff for over night and her things for the festival so she was travelling light for the first time in ages and it made her feel like she was forgetting things. She had her phone in her bag, her sunglasses on her head and her bags in her hands. She nodded and closed her bedroom door. Pierre had already put his bag in the car, he took Nola's from her and put them in the car while she locked up the house.
"Excited?" Nola asked as she got in the car. Pierre nodded
"Glad you're coming with me, it makes it better" he said back to her as he drove from the garage and away from Monte Carlo towards France. The drive to Cannes was about an hour right along to the coast pretty much. Nola watched the views from the car window, the sun shining over them, every so often she would glance back at Pierre who looked so nice, singing away to the music playing and driving the car.

They pulled up outside the hotel and Nola's door was opened by someone that worked there. Pierre and Nola stepped out and their bags collected by staff as they went into the hotel.
"Reservation for Gasly" Pierre spoke to the receptionist, she tapped away on her computer
"Good morning Mr Gasly. Miss Arabella has checked in already and told us to let you know" the receptionist handed keys over to Pierre after he signed something
"Thank you"
"Have a lovely stay" the woman said "your bags will arrive to your room shortly" Pierre smiled and took Nola's hand and led her towards the lift.
"Miss Arabella?" Nola questioned as they stepped in the lift
"My publicist, she'll be with us while I do some media later" Pierre said pressing the button to the top floor
"Oh I see"
"What are you wearing?" Pierre asked
"I can't tell you that" Nola smirked at him
"Ooooh why?"
"Because it's a surprise" Nola giggled

They got into their room, Nola spent most of the day preparing for tonight. She showered and made sure everything was good, moisturised and prepped, she did her skincare routine ready for her makeup. She conditioned her hair ready to curl it later. She heard Pierre every so often speaking, he was playing his football game again. The suite they were in was beautiful, it had a large living room area with a sofa and a tv, and a small kitchen. The bedroom was an en suite and it had a balcony over looking to sea, it was beautiful. The sun was still shining with Nola appreciated, the warmth of France working wonders on her mood. She was slightly anxious, but it wasn't overwhelming her.

"Pierre?" Nola called
"Yeah?"
"Can you help me a second please?" She asked, he appeared in the room quickly "I just need this cream on my back, I can't reach" Nola said, Pierre smiled and took the cream from her. Nola let her gown drape down her back, she kept her front covered over as Pierre poured the cream on his hand. Pierre warmed it up slightly so it wasn't cold on Nola's back before rubbing it in. He softly massaged the cream in at her shoulders.
"Mhm" Nola moaned "sorry" she then laughed. The sound escaping her lips without meaning to. Pierre chuckled quietly.
"Good to know my hands work wonders" he whispered, he slowly worked the cream down to the bottom of her back, her tanned bare skin was on Pierre's mind, knowing it was only the robe that separated him from her. He let his hands trail a little further down
"Hey!" Nola jumped, but Pierre's hands held her in place on her waist. He kissed her shoulder softly
"I can't help it" he mumbled. Nola smiled, of course she didn't want him to stop, and she loved that he wanted her all the time, the same way she wanted him. She pulled her robe up properly and Pierre sighed, she turned round to face him and looked up connecting her eyes with his.
"Can't help it?" Nola asked, she placed her hand on the side of his face
"Nope" he said simply. He kissed her forehead and sighed
"You can do better than that" she winked at him which made him chuckle
"I could, but you'll only moan that you need to get ready" he grumbled, his tone low and it sent shivers down Nola's spine. She pulled him down to meet her lips which he didn't disapprove off.
"Are you getting ready any time soon?" Nola asked as she retreated and walked to the other side of the room to ready her things, leaving her dress still zipped up in the bag, she got her shoes out and placed them next to the bed
"I will be, we've got an hour before we leave" Pierre said quietly watching her "are you taking a bag?" He asked her
"Yeah, only a small one, I need somewhere to put my phone and things" Nola said, pulling her bag out and placing it on the side and slotting her lipstick and a small bottle of perfume in there for later, she would add her phone shortly. Pierre nodded and went to left the room and headed to the bathroom to shower. Nola crossed the room quickly and grabbed his wrist, he turned to face her, lacing his fingers in hers.
"I love you" she whispered, he place his other hand on her neck, stroking his thumb across her cheek smiling at her
"I love you to" he whispered back before leaning down to kiss her again.