Races for Love- A GaLe Lemon

Yeah... Revision

~Levy's POV~

"Fuck sake, Shrimp! It's a mansion!" Gajeel moved a little in the driver's seat and squinted around the large spider web-shaped array of cracks on the windshield.

"Well... Eh?" He was right, the Heartfilia estate did gave a mansion, a guest cottage, 2 tennis courts, an Olympic sized swimming pool, stables, a horse racing course, the biggest garage ever, a helipad, a flower garden, a cycle path, a nine hole crazy golf course... YOU GET THE IDEA!

"I didn't think your house was that big!" He muttered, still sat awkwardly whilst craning his neck due to the imperfection on the windshield.

"Ugh? I have tried to get them to remove one of the tennis courts but they refuse... Hahaha," I couldn't have been more awkward.

"Fuck sake!" He cursed, still sat looking at the house and continued to say, "Shrimp, your family is loaded!"

In the little amount of time that I knew Gajeel, I had gotten to know a bit about him and vice versa but I couldn't tell anyone about that! About why I am an orphan. He knew I was not Lucy's biological distribution. He knew that Layla and Jude adopted me when I was a mere child. He also knew that I had no parents but he didn't know why.

The pierced brute pulled up in front of the house and I scrambled out of the car. The butler opened the door and I sprinted up the stairs, manhandled my bag and ran out the door.

"Thanks Sebastian!" I thanked the tailcoat clad butler.

"What kind of butler would I be if I couldn't open a door for my master?"

"Yeah, yeah! You're simply one hell of a butler, I got it!" I continued sprinting.

"Yo, Shrimp!" He looked like a badass as he had his hand hanging and his wrist resting on the steering wheel. His other arm was resting out of the window.

"You look so badass and then there's your dinged up car. Ahh hah hah!" I chuckled at the boy who was trying to look badass. Fail!

"Arrrghhh, shut it and get in the fucking car. Damn Shrimp!" I couldn't help but chuckle at his slightly rosy cheeks and bashful look.

After a good 10 minutes or so of the brute's god awful driving and hoards of angry drivers honking their horns and running through red lights and being cursed at and sworn at and shouted at... We finally got to the small yet mordern house which was situated not that far from a few of my other friends, we got out of the disheveled car and entered the house.

"It looks different, more empty..."

"Yeah, my dad is out for a week with his new girlfriend in the neighboring town,"

"Oh... I want to meet your dad!"

The metallic jangle of keys being spun around in the man's hands stopped and was soon replaced by a loud ching as they hit the floor.

The usually irked look on Gajeel's face disappeared and he looked just plain gobsmacked.

"No!" He lunged at me and placed both of his huge hands on each of my shoulders. Though he didn't mean to, he was hurting me just a little by gripping too tight.

"But I only want t-"

"NO! LEVY!" He used such an acerbic tone.

He used my name, it must be serious, but why doesn't he want me to meet his dad?