"Who's that over there?"
The man looked at me like I was from outer space, or perhaps like I lived under a rock, maybe a mixture of both.
"Him? They call him Full Throttle," he chuckled with a hint of nervousness in his voice.
I scrunched...
the song for this chapter is "Talking To The Moon," by Bruno Mars :) please listen to it when I say "play song here" :) or listen to it on repeat, like I did while writing it :) P.S. this is just a little doodle I did inspired by the chapter hehe
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At night, when the stars light up my room I sit by myself Talking to the moon Trying to get to you In hopes you're on the other side, talking to me too Or am I a fool, who sits alone, talking to the moon?
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Finley
Just as Alex and Tommy hadn't made me feel like I was being rushed, I didn't make Harry feel pressed for time either.
I just sat on one of the cement walls that surrounded the pits, leaning back on my hands and swinging my feet side to side while the sun continued to set down on us as he drove. He was just as much of a show-off as I was, subtly displaying his own drifting skills every so often, which didn't make me angry, it just made me laugh and smile. It made me smile because I knew, even though I couldn't see him, that he was smiling too. Why that made me smile? I had yet to find out.
The sun disappeared from my direct sight, and even though it was still light out, I knew that it had already set, the realization causing my mind to drift to a place that lacked any and all forms of sunlight.
The day that I met Jax.
I recalled how I had shared that exact fact, and how that was the comment that sparked a conversation between the two of us, and the rest was history. Although, not a history that came equipped with a happy ending.
But before my thoughts could wander any farther down the dark and daunting rabbit hole, the sound of the car's engine suddenly grew louder, and I turned my head to the side to see Harry coming to pull into the pits.
I swung my legs over the side of the wall I had been sat on, hopping down and walking over to meet him, the final downshifts and pops and cracks erupting from the car as he pulled up, as though the car was trying to give us one final reminder of what an absolute beast it really was.
He parked the car a few feet away from me, cutting the engine off and silencing the car that had spent all day exuding as much noise as it could muster as we pushed and tested its limits.
He got out of the car and a hiss of air echoed out as the suspension lowered back down and the car was finally able to completely relax after a long day of work.
He lifted the helmet off of his head and shook a few of the curls that had stuck to his forehead away from his face, currently wearing the biggest smile I had ever seen on him.
