Gold Rush - BOT ³

under the bleachers

͙⁺˚* ✫ Johnny ✫ ͙⁺˚*

"Where's the trophy he just comes running over to me"

May 7, 2005

I was back on the pitch. After a grueling six weeks, I was finally back in the game. Grace, Addy and Declan were all in the stands, screaming their heads off as I scored the winning try.

It was an amazing fucking feeling, knowing I hadn't lost any skill or drive. But it was an even better feeling seeing Grace, standing at the edge of the pitch waiting for me after I'd changed.

"Hi, sexy," she grinned, wrapping her arms around my neck. "You were amazing, as per usual."

"I love you, Gracie," I picked her up and spun her around. "Thank you for being here, baby."

She smiled, pressing her lips to mine, "I'll always be here, Johnny. I always have been, remember? You used to act uninterested."

"I was an eejit," I groaned, leaning in to kiss her again. "Thank god I came to my senses."

"Can you two stop that?" Addy cringed from beside us, "I love you both but the kissing is a bit much."

Grace sighed, looking at my sister, "Ads, I love you back, but if you cockblock me again, I'll tear your eyes out."

Deciding I wasn't done with the kissing, I tossed Addy my car keys and nodded towards the car park.

"I guess we'll warm up the car," Addy huffed, grabbing Declan's arm and pulling him with her.

Once they were out of earshot, I pulled Grace back to me and kissed her with everything in me. My hands cupped her face while she fisted my t-shirt.

"Johnny, are you trying to fuck me on the pitch?" She breathed, looking at me through her long dark lashes, "because that's where this is headed."

"That wasn't my intention," I smirked. "But now that you mention it..."

She bit down on her bottom lip, her eyes blaring with heat, "don't tempt me, babe."

"You're not serious, are you?" My eyes widened.

Her eyes flicked to the bleachers, a smile growing on her lips. "Follow me and find out."

By this time the pitch was almost empty, with only a few lads waiting around for rides. I looked to Grace who was now making her way to the stands. I didn't even need to think it over, I was following after her in record time.

"Where are you taking me?" I asked, intertwining my fingers with hers.

"To rock your world," she winked, pulling me under the bleachers.

It was pretty concealed, as the back of them were connected with one of the four walls of the PE hall. The only openings were on either side of them, and involved maneuvering between metal bars.

She smiled at me, her hands slipping under my shirt and connecting with the bare skin of my chest.

"Really?" I asked, placing my hands on her waist, "here?"