He's staring at the only person who succeeded to get right through him, he hates it, he hate how you saw him at his lowest, he hate how kind you are to him because he doesn't deserve it... Since he saw you for the first time he could notice that something was off when he was around you, though you both started to get along then you became friends, lovers and then everything from there fell in a big dark hole...he stopped talking to you, texting you and greeting you in the paddock. You're mad and don't wanna see him again, it's reasonable, he's mad at himself too for how he treated you like you were nothing, so as you were about to walk away he grab your wrist spinning you back to him just to crash his lips against yours keeping you pressed to him.