NEW KID ON THE BLOCK// OSCAR PIASTRI

TWO

TWO

"El, do you want to meet Daniel Ricciardo?"

Pierre Gasly questioned his best friend, since he had been told by his friends, Charles and George that they wanted to take her to meet the Australian.

"Do I want to meet Daniel Ricciardo? DO I WANT TO MEET DANIEL RICCIARDO?" Eliana Friedmann spoke, her voice becoming louder as she did so, her eyes wide.

"OF COURSE I WANT TO MEET DANIEL RICCIARDO!"

Pierre gulped in surprise at his best friends scream, watching as she was forced to scream in to one of her pillows that was on her sofa.

He released a laugh at her face, since it seemed as though her facial expressions had frozen due to the fact that she was now just staring at him with doe like expression.

"I may have spoken to him and have gotten you a chance to meet him..." Pierre trailed off teasingly seeing how she suddenly decided to throw the pillow in her grasp, up in to the air.

"Pierre Gasly, you are my bestest friend ever ever ever ever ever!" Eliana ran towards her best friend, jumping towards him to hug him, since she was not tall enough to get her arms around his neck when they were both standing.

Pierre erupted in to laughter as he caught her, his hands on her waist so that she could hug him, her feet off the ground.

"Pack a bag, you're meeting him tomorrow." Pierre gave the girl a wink as he gently placed her back on to the ground.

"I officially take back every single bad word that I have ever said about you, Gasolina!"

"Wait, what have you said about me?"

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"So, don't throw yourself at him." Pierre teased his best friend as he was driving her towards the meeting spot, which was a place where quite a few Formula One drivers liked to hang out.

"I'm not an idiot." Eliana rolled her eyes as she sat in the passenger seat of the car, with her leg being gently massaged by the hand of the Gasly man since she had been bouncing her leg up and down in anticipation for meeting the former Formula One driver.

"You sure about that?" The French man raised his eyebrow at her, glancing at her from the corner of his eye.

"Damn, you're right! I am an idiot. Because I became friends with you." Eliana smirked, wiggling her eyebrows at him.

Pierre's grin faltered, dropping quickly as he watched a smug smile grow on her face.

"Would you rather still be getting up from the ground instead of getting my help?" Pierre questioned, teasing her about when they had first met.

"Would you rather still be getting chased by a horse?" Eliana chuckled as she recountered the time where they had met again, but where she had helped him instead.

"That horse had it out for me." Pierre shook his head as he laughed.

"I knew that horse liked me for a reason." She laughed, turning her head away to stare out of the car window.

"That horse liked you because you grew up around horses." Pierre noticed how she was watching the world go by as he drove, giving her a soft smile whilst she wasn't looking.

He knew that his best friend had always loved horses, because when he had become friends with her, she would often show him old photos of horses that she had used to own and ride at a farm that she had spent her childhood at.