Midnight, The Stars & You

43.

Present day
Monaco

Sunlight fluttered through the hotel windows. Its warmth spread across the king bed, kissing the bare shoulders of Ginny and Pierre. The etoiles laid together- bodies intertwined as one, under the thick white comforter. Their hearts were calm and quiet in the early morning. Ginny opened her chocolate brown eyes first, smiling at the sight of the frenchman.

His dirty blonde hair was all over the place and he had sleep indentations on his face. They were similar to his helmet marks after a race. She cocked her head to the side, watching him with a bright smile. She allowed herself to trace her fingers across his jaw. Ginny couldn't believe she was this lucky- to be able to touch Pierre out of her unconditional love. She wanted to kiss him, but didn't want to disturb his sleep.

She opted for a kiss on the cheek. Her lips pressed against his soft skin and she grinned. She quietly slipped out of bed and darted for the bathroom. She never liked the feeling of being so... bare. Though she didn't mind when Pierre was bare with her... but nonetheless, she needed a shower and food. Her stomach was growling, even though they'd had a great dinner the night before.

Ginny had been preoccupied by Pierre the whole time. She hopped in the shower and let cold water wake her up. It wasn't long before she was out and dressed in a pair of jean shorts, pink powderpuff crop top, and white Vans. She was about to grab her phone off the nightstand, when a knock erupted on the door. Ginny's eyes widened, glancing down at Pierre. He was still sleeping. She shook her head in dismay and left the phone, moving towards the noise.

She looked through the peephole and smiled. Chloe was on the other side in a beautiful sundress that shaped her body perfectly. It was a deep shade of blue with white flowers on the hem. She was fidgeting with her engagement ring. Ginny raised a brow and opened the door. She stepped out in the hallway, before Chloe could burst in and see a naked Pierre... even though Ginny figured her best friend would know what they had been up too.

"Hey Chlo, everything okay?"

"Sorry, I called, but no answer." She took her turn to raise a brow.

Ginny blushed and touched the ends of her hair. "I was in the shower."

"Mhm." Chloe rolled her eyes. She crossed her arms over her chest and let out a long sigh. She glanced down the hallway, towards Timotheé's room. "Are you hungry?"

"Is that why you're here?" Ginny cocked her head to the side, examining her body language. "And why you called? For breakfast?"

"I love breakfast, okay? I'm fucking pregnant!" Chloe snapped.

Ginny raised her hands defensively. "Yes ma'am."

Chloe rubbed her temple and sighed. "I'm just... I'm nervous. I'm scared to tell my mom. I want too, don't get me wrong, but I'm terrified. She loves Max. She always will, and a part of me will always love him too... but not like that. I was wondering... if maybe... you and Timothée and Pierre could come with me?"

"Of course." Ginny squeezed her shoulder. "Whatever you want."

"Thanks." Chloe smiled sadly. "Austin left already, right?"

"Yeah, he had to get up at like dawn." Ginny giggled.

Chloe scrunched her face. "He would've been useful. My mom says he looks like an angel."

"He kind of does." Ginny nodded in agreement and then froze. "Don't tell Pierre I said that."

"I won't." Chloe laughed.

"Well," Ginny felt awkward. She glanced over her shoulder at the door and back at Chloe, who was smirking. "I guess, erm, I should wake up Pierre."