Chase walked into Hendrick Motorsports with a coffee and a bottle of Tylonel. He walked past the garages to the conference room where he met up with Alex and William. "Dude, you look worse for wear." Alex looked at his friend with concern. "What happened last night? I thought you were going to meet us at the bar and celebrate your win." Chase takes a seat and looks at Alex. "Well I was, but then Sabrina was pissed about it and told me that if I went to the bar I'd better not come home. I just went out to the front yard but that didn't make a difference to her." He rolled his eyes and sighed. "So anyway can I stay with one of you?" Alex shook his head and smiled. "Yeah, you can take the guest room until you can sweet talk your way outta this one." Chase laughed. "I don't think that's going to happen. She wouldn't let me in the house last night." Chase rolled his eyes and sat back in his chair as Mr. Henderick walked in. "Chase what happened to you?" Chase looked at Mr. H and said
She said, "Don't come home if you go to the bar"
I said, "Okay baby", then got drunk out in the yard
2 a.m. I knock-knock, knocked up on the door
But she never unlock-locked it, guess I don't live there no moreYeah, she meant business this time
I can't believe my bloodshot eyesI woke up on the wrong side of the truck bed this morning
With a bone dry bottle of Jack I was pouring
Damn, she got some nerve, when she kicked me to the curb
Guess you can say I got what I deserve
'Cause I woke up on the wrong side of the truck bed this morning
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A/N It's another short one but I'm trying to get back into writing. Hope you enjoyed it. I'll try and update regularly.
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NASCAR One Shots
FanfictionA book of NASCAR one shots of my favorite drivers. Chase Elliott, Alex Bowman, William Byron, Noah Gragson and Kyle Busch. All chapters are based off of a song.
