Barely Legal

Cúig - Scotts Fuckbuddy

Theas POV

Two days after the fight and my bruises were still clear as day. Yeah I won but the kid still got a few hits in on the first two rounds.

I was down at the racetrack with Gray by my side. "Don't fuck this up Thea, hold the rep and title" I nodded back as if I was listening to him but I was too busy scoping out the opponent and his bike.

I was on my beloved Honda Fireblade. Ever since I came back to Ireland I left my Ninja in the shed, it brought back too many memories of people I wanted to forget so badly.

Although I miss the Kawasaki, I know that I wouldn't be able to sit on it without my kind flooding with memories.

Nick, a big guy with surprisingly a big heart and unsurprisingly a big bank account, came around to announce the race.

"Ladies and gentlemen, chicks, dicks and all in between, please take your seats so you don't get run over" nick called out making everyone rush to their seats except few.

I stood with Gray, his arm wrapped around my shoulder, he kissed the top of my head before letting me go and get ready.

My leathers clung to me like a second skin in his heat but I pained no mind to it.

I slipped on my helmet and fully zipped up my top before pulling on my gloves. The only colour on my black suit was my blonde hair hanging down my back.

I raced the guy whose name I didn't even bother to learn, and won. It was quick and easy, just like all my races.

I grinned at Nick while he patted me on the back and passed me the money, congratulating me on the win.

I walked over to the benches and sat my helmet down, pulling off my gloves and pulling the zip of my top down a bit so I wouldn't be as warm.

Just as I finished cracking my knuckles, two heads caught my attention from the crowd.

I left my helmet and gloves there, knowing no one would try to steal them, and quickly made my way to the back benches where the two dopes sat.

I walked behind them and they clearly didn't hear me over the roar of the engines and the people chatting.

I grabbed their ears and dragged them behind me into the bathrooms, not going into my changing room because I knew that Gray could walk in there at anytime.

"What the fuck are ye doing here?!" I yelled after i checked each stall to make sure they're empty.

"Eh..." Matt- someone who I would have once called my best friend- started but trailed off while Nash's hand rubbed at the back of his neck nervously.

"Just wanted to watch a race." He then finally managed out with a shrug as if it was nothing.

"Just wanted to watch a race? That so happened to be my race? That's complete bullshit. Tell me what the fuck ye are doing here before I count ye as a threat and I don't like to be threatened." I growled at them, glaring right into their eyes so they knew I took no bullshit.

"We sware!" Nash put his hands int he air. "We didn't even know you were racing. Believe me, if we did we epsilon have came." He muttered the last sentence but we still heard it and Matt elbowed his ribs.