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Happy accident || Pierre Gasly 10

type: one shot pairing: pierre gasly x reader word count: 2.5k summary: revealing your relationship didn't go as planned. requested: yes! 'hii, can i request a fic with pierre in which he's secretly dating a famous actress? and she accidentally goes live on his instagram in his phone (maybe bc they have the same wallpaper so she doesn't realize it) thus exposed their relationship. and they just end up revealing all and answering some questions. cute and fluffy ending pretty pls bc i really /really/ like your writing!!! ily hope ur doing good<3' Requests are OPEN! warnings: mentions of heart attack (just once at the ending in a not serious way), lying, swearing, loads of fluff! notes: I'M BACK BITCHES! Hope you'll enjoy the story. I have many more coming up! But it might take a while. Love you all xxxx

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There are many things couples do. Wearing the same bracelet, buying the same shirt, going on holiday together, buying the same phone… That’s exactly what you and Pierre did when the newest iPhone released. Both white. Both the same picture. Was it a smart move? Probably not, but in the end it was the best thing that could have happened to you and your French boyfriend.

‘’Okay, yes, beautiful y/n! Absolutely beautiful!’’ Flashes of light, photographers and directors were calling your name, not something you weren’t used to. Being the star of the newest action movie which was going in première at this moment, meant everybody wanted to catch a glimpse of the new actress, aka you.

You had always wanted to become an actress, playing with your sister, creating scenes of the movies you both loved – in particular Disney movies, you loved pretending to be Cinderella. However, your parents weren’t up for the acting, with the both of them being doctors, you felt obligated to do the same, so you went to university. You had a lot of respect for the people that actually did a masters degree, but after you got your first papers, you knew this wasn’t for you. You finished school, though. But after getting your degree, you decided to give the acting a shot, seeing as there was this small acting application for a short movie. And boy, it was the best decision ever.

‘’y/n, here! Look over here please!’’ Your eyes moved into the direction of the voice that was calling for you, posing in different ways, making sure people got the perfect picture of you dressed in your cobalt blue tight fitted dress, white heels and small white bag which was just big enough to fit your phone in it. Your hair and make up were done by your sister, who was your stylist, her also not being a fan of becoming a doctor.

The première was in none other than Monaco, the same place the movie had been recorded. The harbour, the busy streets, beautiful coast and the people that lived here made it be one of the most beautiful places you had ever been to. Another reason you loved Monaco? You met your boyfriend here, at that very same première.

You had been giving each other looks this entire evening. Teasing, definitely, but also appropriate, aware of the fact there were tons of cameras and eyes on you. After your speech on the podium, you made sure to give him one more look before disappearing behind the curtains, your sister already waiting for you to do some touch ups to your make up.

‘’You are the worst.’’ She laughed, applying a tiny bit of Laura Mercier translucent powder to your T-zone, preventing it from blinding people due to the shininess it had built up.

‘’What?’’ You smirked, your eyes closed as you let your sister do her job.

‘’Oh, come on y/n, I know you, and I know how you act when you see someone you find attractive, you’re a tease.’’ She responds, smiling as she stepped away once she finished the powder.

‘’Well, so is he.’’ You smirked.

Pierre Gasly, Formula One driver for Alpha Tauri, and your boyfriend. The way you had been undressing each other with your eyes that evening of the première hadn’t gone unnoticed by either of you. The after party was a success, at least, for the two of you. Because it ended steamy, with a date planned the week after.

Currently you were seated in your boyfriends apartment in Milan, whilst he was on the sim, racing, you were texting your manager.

Hi y/n, busy right now?

+ No, not really, why?

I have great news, you got the job!

+ No! fuck off, you’re lying! OH MY GOD SERIOUSLY!?!?

Haha! Yes! Don’t tell anyone yet. You can announce it tomorrow, 8 pm.

+ Gotcha! 8 pm, it’s in my planner! Omg thank you Jay! God, can you believe it? ME?! IN THE NEW DIE HARD MOVIE?!?!

Well, you better believe it, I’ll talk to you Wednesday, enjoy your evening.

+ Oh trust me, I will, thank you!!! 😊

‘’Babe!!!’’ You looked over at your boyfriend, who was focussed on his race in the sim. ‘’Babe!’’ You called again, getting up from the couch, making your way over to see the French driver in his seat, eyes focussed, muscular arms, veins popping out.

You smirked, an idea popping into your head. Your feet made its way to the chair, and without any warning, you jumped on his lap, interrupting his race, his practice session.

‘’y/n! For fucks sake, my race!’’ Pierre exclaimed, but you simply smiled, not caring about his reaction.

‘’Oh god, what did you do?’’ He then asks the moment he sees your expression, pausing his game to give his full attention to you, hands on your hips, eyes looking up into yours.

‘’Guess.’’ You bit your lip, trying to prevent the corners of your mouth from moving upwards, but without success.

‘’Hmm…’’ Pierre hummed, his fingers squeezing your hips ever so slightly, his thumbs rubbing circles on your skin. ‘’You are pregnant?’’ He asks with a smirk, making you laugh loudly.

‘’God, no, try again, think in a more… professional way.’’ You pecked his lips, your hands moving up to rest on his neck, placing them on his nape.

‘’You got a new job?’’ He asks, a frown on his face, but the moment your smile grew even wider his eyes grew along with your smile. ‘’Noway, you got a new job?!’’ He asked, taking your hands in his. ‘’You got the Die Hard job?!’’

You nodded, your smile not leaving your lips once. And neither did Pierre’s smile. ‘’We need to celebrate this.’’ The words left his lips immediately, in a gentle, but dominant way. And you definitely celebrated it that evening.

The next day you were counting down, wanting to let your fans know, the people that supported you through thick and thin, your ups and downs, your first small role and your bigger part in the new movie. You loved them, and they loved you.

However, you never told them you were dating someone, and neither did Pierre. You kept your relationship private, sure, you were planning on telling them, eventually, but right now, you felt good on the place you were right now. Nobody but your close friends and family knew about your relationship with the French driver, and you wanted to keep it that way.

It’s not that you didn’t want to tell them, it had just never crossed your mind, at least, not to this extend. Not in a way you and Pierre had a serious talk about it. If people find out, they would find out, but you were happy the way you were right now, without them knowing.

Milan, Italy. May 10th 2022, 7.54 pm.

‘’Pierre, where’s my phone? It’s almost 8 pm, I’m going live!’’ You were excited, beyond excited to tell your fans the news, to bring the world the news you were going to have a main role in the newest Die Hard movie.

‘’Don’t know, somewhere over there!’’ He was busy studying data on his laptop, wanting to get everything perfect for next race in Barcelona.

‘’Oh, yeah, very helpful love, thanks.’’ You playfully rolled your eyes and grabbed the white iPhone, unlocking it and pressing the colourful Instagram button. You immediately went to the ‘go live’ button, being overly excited.

‘’What’s up everyone! I have very exciting news, and I can’t wait to share it with you!’’ You took a seat on the couch, making sure nobody could see the background, in case someone recognized Pierre’s apartment.

‘’If you want, you can take guesses in the chat.’’ You smirked, your eyes scanning the chat for possible guesses. However, your heart dropped to your stomach the moment you read Pierre’s name.

Is that y/n?? What is she doing with Pierre’s Instagram?

Are they seeing each other?!

They for sure are dating, I KNEW IT

y/n on Pierre’s Instagram, WHAT?

‘’Oh fuck…’’ You mumbled, looking behind you to see Pierre standing in the doorway, your phone in his hand, a weak smile on his lips. ‘’Eh, well, eh.’’ You looked over at your boyfriend, hoping he wouldn’t be mad, hoping he would forgive you for this – not so smart – action.

‘’Babe, I think you have the wrong phone.’’ Pierre’s voice was clear, bright, and there was no sound of madness or disappointment noticeable. If only, there was a sound of laughter, a little nervous but nothing too much, but most of all was he trying to hold back a laugh, which failed.

‘’No shit.’’ You laughed, biting your lip as Pierre walked closer, behind you, handing you the phone, your phone, which had a notification.

[pierregasly] started a live video. Watch it before it ends!

‘’Well, this is awkward.’’ You let out a soft laugh, a hand running through your soft hair, nervously. You never intentionally hid the fact you were dating Pierre Gasly, but somehow, it felt like you betrayed your fans.

‘’You’d think?’’ Pierre smiled, leaning down to connect his lips to the top of your head, placing a loving kiss on the top of it. ‘’Hm, your hair smells amazing.’’ He whispered, creating a red situation on your cheeks. This man…

Needless to say, going on Pierre’s phone instead of your own, was the best thing that could have happened to you, and your relationship. Instead of being scared the fans wouldn’t like the two of you together, them thinking either of you betrayed them by not telling, they were really understanding.

Privacy was a big thing, especially in Formula One. After releasing the video with all drivers, asking for privacy, respect and understanding, it somehow made the fans accept everything just a little more. Sure, there was still hate, but Pierre would only tell you those who sent hate, weren’t real fans, jealousy had gotten the best of them, he’d say.

In fact, revealing your relationship to the world, hadn’t only brought a boost to your relationship, since you were able to join him for his races now, it also boosted your career. People saw you alongside the French driver in the paddock, which brought the results of your name in google to a much higher level. The movies you were in got more views, more than usual, and Pierre also received a lot of new fans, all because of that one – silly – mistake with your phone, or rather, Pierre’s phone.

‘’You sure you can’t come?’’ You were laying on your bed, Pierre his chest being your pillow. You sighed in response, nodding with your eyes closed. ‘’They want me at the next meeting, and the shoot.’’ You mumbled, hands finding its way under his shirt, tracing his abs with your nails.

A heavy sigh escaped Pierre’s lips, his chest moving up and down along the way. You opened your eyes and looked up at your boyfriend, studying his features. ‘’I know baby, I’m sorry, next time I’ll come, okay?’’ You whispered, leaning up to press your lips against his, his hand cupping your cheek as his thumb rubbed your cheek gently.

However, you had one secret, there was no meeting, there was no shoot, at least not that day. You were planning on surprising your boyfriend in the paddock, on the circuit of Baku. The season wasn’t doing him any favours this year, having a DNF behind his name for two races now. Only having 6 points, 7 races in.

Baku City Circuit, June 10th 2022, 13.49 pm.

Your plane had landed only 15 minutes ago, and you were already on your way to the hotel the Alpha Tauri team stayed in for the weekend. You had been in contact with Pierre’s manager, who made sure everything would go smoothly in getting you from the airport to the hotel, and from the hotel to the track.

‘’Hi, baby, how’s the meeting going?’’ Pierre had called your phone, and instead of walking around the paddock, you had quickly made your way into the AT-hospitality, not wanting to spoil the surprise by your boyfriend hearing the cars in the background.

‘’Hey, it’s alright, boring as usual, you know.’’ You were a terrible liar, which seemed weird, right? You were an actress, one of the best, but lying to your boyfriend was something you couldn’t do, which is why you’ve decided this was the last time you’d do this, ever again. You’d rather go alongside Pierre, or have him be aware of the fact you’d be walking around the paddock at the same time as him.

You chatted for a while, discussing mostly his predictions for the race, and how badly he wanted you to be with him. I’ll be, sooner than you think.

And that’s exactly what happened, because in his free time on his way to the hospitality, when he was checking his social media, he saw a picture of you. And it wasn’t a picture from a shoot, or a meeting, no. It was a picture from the exact spot he was standing right now, near the entrance of the AT-hospitality. He had never went this fast in his life, except of course in his F1 car.

‘’Y/N!’’ He was quick to wrap his arms around you the moment he saw you standing in the hospitality, talking to some of the girls from the team. You let out a laugh, turning around in his arms to return the favour of wrapping your arms around him.

‘’Surprise.’’ You giggled, happily watching the crazy smile on your boyfriends face. ‘’And what a surprise it is, you sneaky… God, I knew something was up the moment you started laughing on the phone.’’ He smirked, lips moving to place a kiss on your forehead.

The world knew, and you were happy, because now you were able to walk with your boyfriend through the paddock, support him like he would support you when you were watching one of your movies together on the couch, back at home. And your support was, according to Pierre, his lucky charm, since he’d gotten his best result yet this season, P5, receiving another 10 points to add to the 6 he’s already gathered this season.

‘’I’m going live.’’ You smiled, head resting against Pierre’s chest as you were seated on the ground in the hospitality, there were enough seats, but this was a lot more comfortable. You still had to tell your fans about the new movie, since you thought telling them while also revealing your relationship with the French Formula One driver would give some of them a heart attack.

‘’Make sure you get the right phone, darling.’’

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