Chapter 15

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L L A N A M O R O Z O V A

Tell me why I let Sas drag me to this stupid race? Why the fuck were we here? If I knew that Aiden was going to be here, let alone the star of this whole fucking place, I know for a fact I wouldn't have come.

It took a bit of persuading, pleading and begging and bribes to get me out my room, dressed and to the highway where the race took place for the night.

"Pleaseee, Llana. I'll do absolutely anything for you! I'll get you more cake! Donuts! The whole fucking Dunkin's if you want!" I said yes only because of what she willing to offer.

The numbers of people here shocked me as I wasn't aware of just how many people would be here. But then again it was the finals and Aiden Grey was a well known fucker around here.

I spot him as the countdown drops form 3 to 2 to 1 and they're off with their engines whizzing and whirring.

Aiden was in the lead, and my eyes were trained solely on him as I'm struck by awe at the level of skill and determination.

He's well focused and trained and knows his way around bikes and roads. No one was at his level as the others were much further behind only Kai, I'm guessing, the one able to catch up to him.

The game was close but Aiden was announced winner and star of the game. He hops off the bike and removes his helmet as crowds and swarms of people began rushing to him either patting his back or making general conversation. Though he seems wholly unfazed.

They slightly scatter as he's able to now breathe and all the guys bikes are parked in lines near the railings . Kai and Aiden are chatting and Saskia and I were going to make our way towards them to congratulate them on 1st and 2nd place.

But then a group of girls show up which stops us from moving. All I can get from this distance, is that they're both laughing, the girls hands are everywhere on Aiden whilst the other two are on Kai.

She's fumbling through his jeans and he lets her. Taking out his phone and typing something into it and then handing it back. He seems so calm and collected.

Saskia snaps me out whilst handing me a drink, I shoot it down my throat quickly as my face scrunches as the liquid scorches and burns my throat.

I probably shouldn't drink too much since I don't want a repeat of what happened last time. And gosh if that wasn't humiliating already.

The random girls now gripping his thighs as he's leaning back on the railing, as they share drinks with each other. I'd thought maybe they'd have acknowledged us by now.

My eyes seem to be glued to the pair of them. I don't know why I seem to care, but I have this funny feeling in my stomach that's not going away.

Why cant I seem to look away? He's flirting with a girl. It's normal. I need to avert my gaze before it looks predatory.

I trudge over to where the guys are and music still blares on in the speakers. People gather around in the middle as they begin swaying and dancing to the music.

Without a second thought, I'm reaching a 6'0 dirty blonde, green eyed guy with a drink in his hand and pull him to the centre as I cross my arms around his neck, locking him in.

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