Rule Breaker

Seven: Fine By Me

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Song of the Chapter
Song Title: Fine By Me
Song By: Andy Grammer
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Quickly getting dressed into black jeans shorts, and a Metallica tank top, I look in the mirror to check if it looks okay. Since it was gonna be almost 30°C I thought it be better to wear something summery. I walk out of the bathroom to see Pierre sitting on the bed watching videos on Instagram.

"Ready?" I ask as I grab my purse. He looks at me and gets up. Pierre checks if he has his wallet, keys and phone while walking towards me. "You seen my wallet?" He asks. I see it on the table by the door and grab it. I held it up as he comes over to me. He smiles and takes it from me. I smile softly and opened the door. "Your car or mine?" I ask while grabbing my AlphaTauri baseball style hat. "We can take mine. You can drive," he said and past me the keys. "You sure?" I asked. "Yea, I'm sure," he said with assurance.

We walk by a building and started hearing flashing of cameras. I am about a head smaller than Yuki so Pierre looks like a giant compared to me. I looked behind me to see paparazzi behind us. I felt Pierre grab my arm softly and pulls me a few steps closer towards him. Multiple bikes ride past me like lightning milliseconds later. I felt my heart skip a beat for two reasons. One the dudes on the bikes frightened me and two how Pierre just pulled me out of the way.

He could've just let them run right into me and he has every single right too after everything that went down within the last two days. But he didn't. I look down and smile as we walk up to his car. I unlock it and open his door for him. "Gentlemen first," I said goofily which makes him laugh softly. He gets into the car. "Thank you ma'am," He said. I unconsciously wink at him and closed his door. I get into the drivers seat and closed the door. I set my purse on the ground in the back.

"Please be careful when you drive," He asks me politely. "I always do," I said as I put on my seat belt. I turn on the vehicle and fix the seat majorly. "I'm gonna be squished when I get in," he complains teasingly. "Hush my little potato boy. It's okay," I said. "Little potato boy?" He laughs. "Sorry man," I said which caused him to laugh more.

"I'm taller than you," he said laughing. I smiled and pull out of the parking spot. I drive without reving the engine in front of people. Pierre grabs his sunglasses from his glovebox and puts them on. "Wow, you look like a stud," I comment. "...I don't know how I feel about that coming from you but thank you!" He said. "What do you mean by that?" I ask. "I can't ever tell when you are being sarcastic or not," he said. "I'm not being sarcastic. I'm complimenting you," I said with a slight blush on my cheeks. I pull into the parking lot and into a random parking spot.

"What are we doing here?" He asks. "Well, I offered to volunteer here for a few hours before going and getting a tattoo," I tell him while turning off the car. "And since you are here with me you can come and help. Do a bit of charity." "I do that already," He said sassily but I knew he was joking around. "Oh come on. It's dogs," I tell him while getting out.

After shutting the door I come around the car and hand him the keys after he shuts his door. "Here, so you don't lose them," I said as I give the keys back. He puts the keys in his pocket as a kid comes up to us with a hat. "Can I have your autograph?" He asks Pierre. "Totally," he said and signs his hat before the kid runs away happily. I look at Pierre and smile. He looks back and smiles.

"Okay let's get inside," I said to him. We walk towards the door but get stopped by a reporter with a cameraman behind him. "How are you guys?" He asks. "Good how are you?" Pierre asks. "Good, you have anything to say about the leaked photos?" He asks pressing the mic into my face. "We have no comments about the matter," I tell him as we continue to walk. "Is it true you and your girlfriend broke up? That it was you who broke it off?" He asks Pierre. "That's a private matter," Pierre says to the man. "Are you guys dating?" He asks getting more impatient. "No we aren't. Now will you excuse us we have some errands to run," Pierre tells the man sternly as I open the door.

The comment about us dating rings through my mind. I needed to wait. He just got out of a long term relationship two days ago. I can't jump in and act now. Not when it's my fault. The rest of the day goes by in a blur. A mixture of having a good time and counting all the reasons why I was selfish enough to do the things I did that night.

Before I knew it I was back at the hotel with a fresh tattoo on my arm. It ran up my outer arm where the hair is noticeable and where the sun is most shone on. It was a F1 car and had a helmet above it and some tire tracks. My arm was still wrapped up. It was pretty dark by the time we got back.

"You take the bed. I'll take the couch," I said while yawning. "You take the bed. You're the one who's been living here," Pierre said. "Please take the bed," I whine tiredly as I walk over to my luggage and pull out a random pair of pjs. "Fine," He said while I walk to the bathroom. "Good boy," I said which makes him bit his lip.

I change into my pjs which was some red plaid shorts and a black crop top with a worn off word of Australia and brush my teeth. I come out to see Pierre wearing blue jogging pants. He grabs a while tank top and turns around. I glance him up and down before I make my way over to the couch. After making it I plug in my phone and answer a few messages, I turn off the lamp that sat on the end table.

I fall asleep a few minutes later but get woken up about two hours later to Pierre having a nightmare. I get up and walk over to the bed. He was talking in his sleep and slightly gasping for breath. "Hey wake up," I tell him while shaking his shoulder lightly. He gasps awake and grabbing at his neck as if someone was squeezing his neck. I pull him into a side hug and run my hand through his hair.

"It's okay. Nobody is gonna hurt you," I promised him. He looks at me. "I'm sorry," He tells me. "Don't apologies. You've seen my fair share of nightmares," I said. He nods softly. "Can you stay with me for a bit?" He asks. "I should really get back to the-" "Just for a bit. Please!" He says cutting me off. I smile softly and lay beside him. Is he always such a child? Yes. Does he get like this after having nightmare? Yes.

I start dosing off and ended up falling asleep beside him.

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