Formula 1 - One Shots

Pierre Gasly-"Some of us have to live in the real world"

This one is for the lovely @stormisierrra, hope you like it, decided to keep it short and sweet. Please remember to comment and vote; nothing better than some feedback as it really helps me to develop as a writer.

The current situation in the Gasly household was not great, absolutely appalling would be a more appropriate description, you were arguing most nights about stupid things that were not worth fighting over and doing petty things to piss each other off quite simply for the satisfaction of 'point scoring'. 

Your relationship was still strong and the only reason you were constantly fighting was that you were both really tired and the geographical distance between the two of you was rather large given the start of the fly away season; not to mention the fact that you were both ridiculously busy, you with your first 'real' post-graduate job and Pierre with his jam-packed driving life and the addition of his 2019 Red Bull drive prep work.

Tonight was no exception to yours and Pierres new founds 'couples' activity of tearing each other's throats out like there was no tomorrow.

"Well you could always just fly to the races with me like I constantly ask you to, it might be fucking refreshing for you to come to a race and support me instead of being too caught up in your own life" Pierre yelled with venom laced in his voice.

" Oh, I'm sorry that I actually want to live my life instead of just being some fucking hot air filled plastic Barbie with no personality hanging on your arm, please forgive me for not falling into the role of 'perfect girlfriend' quite the way you wanted me to" You furiously spat back.

"Why do you always make out as I live in some different world full of millionaires and girls in short skirts?" Pierre questioned anger evident. 

"Well it's hardly like that's a million miles away from the fucking truth is it" You yelled, knowing you couldn't take any more you stormed upstairs to cool down before you could say something that you couldn't take back.

Pierre just watched your frame tottle upstairs, he thought it wise that you both cooled off and you could both just come back later and all would be beautifully forgotten.  

A couple of hours later you were still upstairs half concentrating on finishing your profit report for work and the other half wallowing in self-pity and questioning if you were actually in the right in your latest lovers tiff.

Not a moment later Pierre came into your shared room with those puppy eyes that you love so much and gently laid on his side of the bed and pulled you into his embrace whilst lovingly kissing your forehead and running his soft hands through your hair.   

"I'm sorry," You both said in unison, knowing that neither one of you were right or wrong but that made no difference now because you were together now and together is exactly where you were supposed to be.

"About this real world that you live in, you think you could sneak me in, it sounds like the place to be" He joked quickly breaking the awkward atmosphere.

"Shut up and kiss me Gasly" you piped up, staring at his lips.

" You don't need to tell me twice" He replied, pulling you onto his lap and locked his lips firmly with yours realising there is no feeling like when his lips are connected to yours because in that exact moment you two were the only people in the world that mattered.

That kiss was just the first of many that night in the Gasly House.