𝚃𝚎𝚊𝚛 𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝙰𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝 // Happy Lowman x OC

{Happy Lowman x O/C}

"Jesus fuck, Hap. Did you seriously follow me?" Ryder drops the gun to her side and puts it into her waistband once she realizes who had been tailing her the last hour.

"And so what if I did?" He doesn't flinch at the sight of the gun. They briefly hold eye contact before she starts walking back to her motorcycle at the front of the gas station.

"Go home." She mutters. With her back now turned, she pulls her key out of her pocket as she steps down off the curb.

"I know how it feels to think running is gonna solve your problems, Ryder." He turns, following her. "It might work on your boys, Jax, Clay, might work on your family, but that shit don't work on me."

She throws her leg over her motorcycle and sits. He follows her down and quickly rests a hand on her handlebar, preventing her from leaving. She opts to click on her helmet instead.

"I'm not asking you to stay for me, but at least stay for your mom and Nick. They've lost enough time with you. You're all they have, the club can only help so much."

She's sighs not making eye contact, "Let go of my bike, Happy." He listens to her, letting go and stepping back up onto the curb. She turns on the ignition and revs the engine, pulling out of the parking space.

"Don't be stupid," he mumbles, knowing she wouldn't hear him over the rumble of her bike. His eyes don't leave her as she drives out of the gas station lot, heading in the same direction she came in.