Old Hopes & New Boots (Kelsea Ballerini x Male Reader)

Mystery Woman and Record Labels?

I grabbed my favorite guitar off the wall and ensured it was in tune. "I'm thinking about calling this Slow Dance in a Parking Lot.." I said as I was tuning the guitar. "That's a long ass title Y/N..." He said. "I know but it fits with the chorus..." I stated. "You ready to hear it?" I asked. He nodded. I looked up and started to strum the few notes, that I had that went with the few words I had written...

(Play song up top...)

Slow dance with you

Spinning you around by the Walmart sign

And moving our feet over the painted white lines

Getting close to you

Making the most of whatever we got

Even if it's just a slow dance in a parking lot

I stopped and continued to look up at the ceiling, dreading his reaction to my lyrics. "Y/N what is with the sappy love songs? Are you seeing someone and not telling me?!" He asked. I laughed, "That's what you got from that Chance, that I'm dating someone?" He shook his head, "No it's a good chorus and I definitely have some ideas... Wait are you?!" "No Chance I'm not dating anyone, remember I told you I was done with relationships..." I said. He stared at me to make sure I wasn't lying. "Okay." He said. "So these ideas you have dude? Wanna tell'em to me or wanna write them down?" "Lemme write down the two verses I got... see if you like'em." I looked at the clock and it was 2:00 pm, God I hope this doesn't take forever

The next few hours we spent in my studio, It's now 4:30 PM, bouncing ideas off of each other. I will say, writing with some help is very nice. "Okay, I think we got a full song!" Chance said. "Well lemme play it and if it's as good as I think maybe we can do a lil music video or some, maybe your sister can play my love interest..." I said with a smirk on my face, knowing it would get a reaction out of him. "Hell no she will not! Maybe that bartender at the bar we went to can be your love interest. Leave my sister alone Y/N." I laughed, "I'll ask her tonight at the football game, she is grown ya know." "Whatever Y/N, lemme hear it." Chance said while rolling his eyes. "Alright let's see if these last few hours were worth it.."

Lights go down, wheels go around

I'm taking you home

Hoping for a slow song to come on the radio now

I'm not ready to shut it down

The way the dashboard glow

Is hitting your eyes making me lose everything on my mind

And the only thing I wanna do is find a spot

Stop this car and throw it in park and just

Slow dance with you

Spinning you around by the Walmart sign

And moving our feet over the painted white lines

Getting close to you

Making the most of whatever we got

Even if it's just a slow dance in a parking lot