Pierre and George had a plan. Pierre was in love with Charles but Charles wasn't going to do anything, staying with Carlos. Pierre felt like he lost his best friend. So they partied together, George and Pierre. Charles learnt about it and was furious. He saw the pictures and the videos of last night. Fuck. Charles was with Carlos when he received Lewis' picture of Pierre, George, Esteban and him. On the picture, Charles saw how George and Pierre were near. Fuck. He hated it. Charles arrived at Pierre's hostel room and knocked at the door. He then opened it, without waiting wearing his bandana and a hoodie he borrowed from Pierre a few months ago. "Pie-" He then cut himself when he saw a naked George in Pierre's bed. Charles wasn't Pierre's boyfriend. Just his best friend. But oh god he hated it. George's and Pierre's clothes were scattered across the room and Pierre's hair were messy. The Frenchman was looking sleepy but content and god no. Charles was supposed to be the one making Pierre content. Charles saw the crucifix and Pierre's chest and he wanted to grab and pull Pierre by it, kissing him fully. But he wouldn't do it. Cause Pierre wasn't into him apparently. "Get out." Charles said to George, his voice not as calm as usual. Usually, Charles was the calm one and kind but he was furious. George stood up and tried to grab all his clothes. "Get out." Charles reapeated, putting the clothes in George's hands and pushing the Brit out of the room, slamming the door behind him. Charles then looked at Pierre.