Gold Rush

off limits

͙⁺˚* ✫ Johnny ✫ ͙⁺˚*

March 7, 2005

Walking off the pitch, I felt fucking furious. My groin was throbbing and I was most definitely walking with a slight limp.

I'd just wiped the floor with half the lads on the team and I had an injury. It was a fucking joke was what it was.

"Kav, Jesus lad, you'd think you were trying to get away from me with how fast you're walking," Gibsie called after me, panting when he finally caught up, "I'm coming over after school, I'm dying to see your sister."

I exhaled a frustrated breath and shoved open the changing room door, "Don't talk about my sister."

"We're in love," He winked, "You can hate it all you want, but I'll never stop."

As much as I loved Gibsie, the lad really knew how to push my buttons—especially when it came to Adeline.

"Then I'll cut off your cock and shove it down your throat," I snapped, unzipping my gear bag.

"Oh shit," Williams voice echoed off the walls, "You hung out with Gracelyn last night?"

"Yeah," Theo replied.

"Did she ride you?" William laughed, "I've been trying to shag her since first year."

This conversation was definitely not helping with my temper. The lads had a strict no talking about Adeline—or looking at her—policy, and I was really wishing I'd done the same for Grace.

"I'm not one to talk about that," Theo shrugged it off, "She's a great girl."

"Come on lad," William pried, "Is she as feisty in bed as she is in person?"

"I said I'm not answering that," Theo scoffed, throwing his bag over his shoulder and storming out of the changing room.

"What a fucking spaz," William snorted, nudging Ronan, "If I fucked Gracelyn, I'd be yelling it from the rooftops, that girl is a fucking corker."

"The fuck did you just say?" I blurted out, ignoring the voice in my head telling me it wasn't my place.

I didn't know what the hell was up with me, but recently I was completely on edge when it came to Gracie.

"I've heard she's a total freak," William ignored me, "Noah hooked up with her last year and he said she was insane in bed. I might just have to found out for myself."

"Don't," Gibsie shook his head, giving me a death stare, "She's not yours, lad. You've made that very clear."

I know.

"She's Addy's best friend," I hissed, dropping my bag and heading towards William.

"She was dancing with me at Hughie's," William continued, "Looking at me with those big brown fuck me eyes, like a complete whore."

"Watch your fucking mouth," I spat, shoving William against the wall.

"Chill the hell out," William sneered, "Gracelyn isn't yours."