you and Aston were bestfriends at school, he was the badboy kind, he was popular at school. He considered you as his lucky charm, secretly. Everytime you attended his race he won. So, he was pretty much obsessed with your presence. Today, he had a match but you had to leave before it so, you couldn't be at the match and he somehow found out. You were heading out until you felt someone grab your wrist

"Where do you think you're going, sweetheart?, I don't remember giving you any permission to do so."