MARCUS ARMSTRONG

You already thought, you gonna be scared but you never thought you gonna be as scared as you are now.
Apparently, you are.
You dated Marcus for over two months now and things start to get serious between you, as you spend most nights by his side.
Tomorrow's Marcus' first race after the winter break. He never made a secret out of the dangers, which comes with racing a motorcycle and maybe that's the reason, why you're scared as hell.
You don't want to be one of those girlfriends, who cries along the trackside, yet you feel like you exactly gonna be one of those girlfriends.
„Honey, what are you thinking about?", Marcus asks, putting his arm around your body, so he could pull you closer to himself.
You both lay in bed, enjoying the last day of freedom, before the season starts and everything is getting as stressful and hectic, as Marcus describes an ongoing season.
You places your head on his chest, right over his heartbeat. You can't help but think about the possibility that this could be the last time you hear his heartbeat. He could be dead at that time a day tomorrow.
„Honey?", Marcus replies. His fingers moves through your hair, stroking some curls behind your ear. You sigh. Than you put your head up and turn towards him. You meet with the brown of his eyes, which always gives you a warming feeling.
„Promise me you won't die tomorrow!", you beg. Marcus takes a deep breath. You can see his eyes switching from lovely to serious.
„It's about racing", he determines. You feel sorry you had to bring that theme up but if you haven't, you might've gone crazy through the night and you're pretty sure that's not what Marcus wants. Well, he definitely doesn't want to have that talk either, but...
„I can't make promises like these. You know it!", he says.
You bite your lower lip. That's exactly the opposite of what you wanted to hear.
„But I give my best not to die", he continues.
„Just drive safely, okay? Don't do crazy shit out there!"
A small smile appears on his lips. He opens his arms, telling you to move up a little. You do as he said and presses your body against his.
„I never drove not safely, but I'm gonna drive a little more safely tomorrow. I promise!", he says. It's not as good as promising not to die but it's better than nothing.
„And you know why?", he asks. You shrug with your shoulders.
„Why?", you asks.
„Because I finally got someone to lose!", he says, before kissing the tip of your nose.