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Pierre Gasly [A dream]

A/N Another short idea I had. I hope you like it!

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SYNOPSIS: Pierre and you went to school together and meet after a few years. It ends up being a summer flirt, but maybe it could become more?
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A love just for the summer, something short but nothing for the future, nothing that last forever. That is what I thought the little flirtation with Pierre would be but this time I wasn't right. Event though in the beginning it looked like this would not last lounger than just a few weeks.

Pierre is visiting the town he grows up in to spend the summer break with his family. We know each other for quite a while now, but we were never a couple or something like this. Only one kiss was shared between us in the fourth year of school during a game of spin the bottle, but this doesn't count. We lost touch to each other when Pierre was trying to pursue his aspiring carrier as a racing driver while I stayed behind and was just living my life.

At the beginning of the summer, we met again after so many years and it immediately felt like that there weren't this many years of not seeing each other and we clicked just like when we were younger. We talked, laughed a lot, but one thing was different. Between us was a kind of tension, making the air flicker. Non of us was brave enough to take the first step, way too scared to destroy the filigree bond we were building up.

On one evening we were outside again, walking trough the nature while the night slowly sets. We walk in silence often, but it is a comfortable silence and not one where you become goosebumps because it does not feel right. It is like showing the other how much you enjoy their presence. After a while I gather all of my courage and brush over Pierre's hand with my fingertips. Just lightly that I could call it an accident when he is not reacting, but he does. Covers my small hand with his bigger one, keeping it warm and safe.

There is a slight smile on both of our faces, and we keep walking in silence, just being in our own thought while being connected trough our hands. We reach "our" place like Pierre is calling it and sit down on the ground. It is on top of a little, with grass fringed hill and you can look into the distance from it perfectly.

After some time, Pierre seems to get bored a little bit, he starts to poke into my site, searching for a spot where I am ticklish. Quickly he finds one and takes the chance to tickle me. I do try to escape but before I can even try to get out of his reach, he has wrapped one of his arms around me, pulling me close to his chest while he keeps tickling me.

When I want to start another try to escape, we lose balance and roll down the hill a little bit. I feel a little bit dizzy when we come to a stop but not too much. Getting red when I notice in which kind of situation we are in right now. I am laying with the back on the grass while Pierre is on top of me, bodyweight placed on his elbows while he is hovering over me.

We look each other into the eyes and don't move for a few heartbeats. Carefully Pierre lifts his hands places it softly on my cheek, coming closer with his face but waits before our lips touch. His eyes search for mine, looking if I am okay with this and only when I nod, he closes the last distance and kisses me.

Feelings I didn't have for a long time flood my body and I am speechless. The kiss isn't demanding almost like a silent promise. A promise which tastes like more than just a little affair in the summer.

The thing between us is like a dream. We understand each other blindly and we do not fight once. On the inside I hope t will stay like this, but these are thought of a naïve seventeen-year-old and I am not seventeen anymore. I am more realistic now what makes the future does not look that bright anymore.

Pierre would be travelling trough the world again soon, many kilometres away from me and I do not know if we would be able to be happy with this. I want to be with him as often as possible and when I have another down, even though Pierre is still here, I make a decision. Without telling anyone I start to write some applications to companies which have a great reputation for people to work from home or anywhere else in the world. Maybe this is a really early decision, regarding of the time Pierre and I are a couple, but it is better to react too early than way too late.

I do not tell Pierre anything from my plans and like this we spend our last days together for and undefined time. Saying goodbye was emotional but we know that it isn't forever. Pierre is telling me several times that we will manage to get trough this new situation, the first hurdle for our relationship and he tells me with a wink that there always will be some space in the hotel rooms he will be living in. More specifically in his bed but I just expand the offer.

A few weeks went by and then the time comes. I will accompany Pierre to one of his race weekends with positive news in my bag. I found a new job and I will have the opportunity to be with him in the future, well as long as we want to travel together, of course I can stay at home too, but like this we at least have the option to spend more time together. Pierre still doesn't know that I have written applications and I am really curious to see his reaction when I tell him the news.

And like this it doesn't stay a short relationship during the summer but extend itself to our lives and whatever it has planned for us. 
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Really love Pierre (: Any good stories about him you can recommend?