Pierre Gasly - Scuderia AlphaTauri
BİRLEŞİK ARAP EMİRLİKLERİ, ABU DABİ - 20 KASIM: Fransa'dan Pierre Gasly ve Scuderia AlphaTauri, 20 Kasım 2022 tarihinde Birleşik Arap Emirlikleri, Abu Dabi'deki Yas Marina Pisti'nde düzenlenen F1 Abu Dabi Grand Prix'sinde yarışa hazırlanıyor. (Fotoğraf: R
BİRLEŞİK ARAP EMİRLİKLERİ, ABU DABİ – 20 KASIM: Fransa’dan Pierre Gasly ve Scuderia AlphaTauri, 20 Kasım 2022 tarihinde Birleşik Arap Emirlikleri, Abu Dabi’deki Yas Marina Pisti’nde düzenlenen F1 Abu Dabi Grand Prix’sinde yarışa hazırlanıyor. (Fotoğraf: Rudy Carezzevoli/Getty Images)
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-its over-
summary : you break up with pierre...
PAIRING : pierre gasly x fem!reader
WARNINGS : angst, includes curse words
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Pierre, your boyfriend of 2 years would always put you last, his friends, racing and his girl best friend would always come first, and you had an enough of his behavior.
Today was the last straw, it was your birthday and all your friends and family were here celebrating it with you, but pierre. Your own boyfriend. He couldn't even bother to come to his own girlfriend's birthday.
You checked your phone, went on Instagram, because you got a message that he posted a story. You opened the story and saw him with his friends and his girl best friend at the club.
"Happy fucking birthday to me" you laughed as you cried. Your tears running down your face, but you couldn't seem to stop.
Pierre and you shared an apartment, you grabbed your bags and started shoving your clothes in the bag. One after another. Until none of your clothes were in the closet.
You had absolutely enough of his shit.
You heard the door unlock, the keys jiggling and the door closing again. Not only that, but you realized he was here.
"Fuck" you sighed because you were hoping to leave before he arrived. You could trow that in the bin.
"Shit!" you hear pierre curse in the living room, he probably saw all the birthday decorations in the living room and in the hall.
He bursts into the bedroom, looking at you. Then he looked at all the packed bags. "Mon coeur... I'm so, so fucking sorry."pierre slowly walked up to you, he tried to grab your hand, but you pulled it away.
"Don't 'Mon coeur' me. I'm done. I'm really done, this was the last straw. You say, as your voice cracks, and you started tearing up. Your tears now streaming down your face.
"You always put me last, you go hangout with your friends and your girl best friend for the whole week but when you hang out with me, it's not even for 5 minutes.
You wiped your tears. "I was hoping you'd change, but I was wrong. You forgot your own girlfriend's birthday." you scoffed, grabbing your bags and heading out.
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PIERRE POV :
fuck, it's all my fault, all my fucking fault. She was so right about me putting her last, and everyone else. She was right that we didn't even talk for 5 minutes anymore.
I didn't know what to say, I tried to stop her, which was absolutely stupid because she had every right to leave, I watched the love of my life leave and it was all my fault.
"FUCK!! FUCK!! FUCK!!" I screamed out, punching the wall multiple times, how could I be so fucking stupid? How? She did everything for me, she left her damn family for me and moved across the country for me.
I grabbed my phone and dialed her number, hoping she'd pick up, so we could talk this out. I know that sounds shitty, but I can't live without her. She is the light of my life.
"fuck..." it goes to voicemail, her beautiful voice telling to steak after the peep, tears threatening to fall from my eyes.
"I'm so sorry, y/n" looking at the picture of us, by the bedside. The picture was taken on our 1-year anniversary. Her sitting on my lap while all our friends and family sat around us in the restaurant.
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It was now the next day, zero sleep, I cried all night, hoping she had come back, or she had forgotten something, but I got nothing. I tried to call her several times yesterday and in the night but no response.
Not a call. Not a text, nothing. She didn't post on her socials, where she would always post something going on in her life. Not even her family or friends posted something.
I called and texted, her coworkers, her friends, her best friend, her family. Everyone she knows, but no one heard from her. Not even her best friend.
I've tried every place. Our favorite place. The place where we first met. Her favorite restaurant, but she's gone. She really is.
She must have really meant it when she said this was the last straw, I was immature, and now I lost the best thing that ever happened to me. Ever.
I gave up searching for her, I walked back into our shared apartment. Laying on our bed. Looking at photos of her on my phone, crying as I realize I lost her forever.
My phone pinged, and I looked up and saw a message from y/n. Instantly, I clicked on the message. I read it through and fell how my heart is breaking. I started crying again, while reading the message again and again.
"Stop looking for me. Let me go. It's over." that’s all it read. And it left my heart broken.
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