Your obsession since you were little wasn't really what a kid should be after.

You loved motorcycles, no matter if old model, new model or big or small. You loved them all, even collecting small bike figures from various models, having posters and even some old parts of some bikes.

Everytime you would see a biker drive by, you would wave at them. Mostly they waved back, making your heart flutter everytime.

But since a few weeks, a new biker drove the same way each day, at the same time. You noticed and remembered exactly when and where, a little daily waving couldn't harm you or him right?

So everyday since the last few weeks, you stood at the exact same spot, the exact time he would drive by, waving at him, and of course he waved back every. Single. Time.

Yet one day, as you were waiting for the biker to drive by, it didn't went as though. As you waved, instead of waving back and continuing to drive, he actually pulled over to the side FOR YOU.

As he took his helmet off, it revealed a beautiful face, red hair, Dark eyes and damn, those muscles underneath his gear we're even more visible.

He smiled at you before he waved you over, wanting you to come to him.