"Are you hungry?" Pierre asks me when we arrive at his place and he gets my luggage out of the car so I can take one half of it and he the other half. "It is noon, so we could have lunch."
"I love the sound of that," I say. In the car, my stomach started to make some funny noises since I haven't had breakfast. I was just too nervous to get one bite through my throat. I just hope Pierre didn't hear it.
"Yeah, I figured, your stomach was pretty clear about it." I groan and my cheeks turn a deep shade of red, he did hear.
"That's just great." I place my hand in front of my face. "Just great."
"Don't worry about it, it's just a sign you are human after all." He winks and I follow him into the house. "So this is the room you'll be staying in. It was a lovely room, especially considering it was just for guests." I put my bag on the floor and take my phone out of my pocket. I forgot to text mom, again. Every time I travel somewhere I promise to text her. And every time I promise her, I forget.
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Text with mom
You: I'm at Pierre's place now and I am kind of freaking out already.
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"Okay, done." I smile and place my phone on the nightstand. That thing is not going to interrupt any conversation Pierre and I are having. I have now some one on one time with the Toro Rosso driver and I am not about to mess it up due to a text message or a phone call.
"What would you like for lunch?" Pierre asks me and I shrug my shoulders.
"I'm the guest, I eat whatever you serve."
"How do you feel about a quiche?" My water mouths at the idea of eating quiche.
"What are we waiting for? Let's get ourselves some quiche!" Pierre chuckles and leads me towards the kitchen.
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WhatsApp Ft. Pierre Gasly
FanfictionTHIS BOOK IS A PARRALEL TO THE WHATSAPP BOOK WITH STOFFEL, BUT STARTS AFTER AN IMPORTANT EVENT IN THAT BOOK SO NU ADVICE IS TO FIRSTLY READ THE BOOK ABOUT STOFFEL When Pierre fell for his best friend Julia Verstappen, Max Verstappen's sister, his wo...
