Formula 1, 2, and 3 Imagines [Book 3]

Alexander Albon - 189

Requested by: landochamps_f1

Please don't tell me you got arrested again...

Parties had always been your thing. You loved hanging out with your friends at clubs, bars or even going to houses just to get wasted. It was something you had been doing since you graduated college and those moments held the best memories with your closest friends.

Your boyfriend Alex didn't enjoy it when you went out drinking, him worrying that something terrible would happen or that you could be put in a situation of danger. Once already he had had to bail you out of jail because your friends had crashed a car while drunk. Since you were in the back also intoxicated they had made you stay in a cell for a couple of days. Thankfully, Alex was home and not racing so he could get you out sooner.

Those worries that he had weren't really something you cared about. He had tried to talk you out of doing it again and suggested you stay in and watch a movie with him. You denied the offer because you were excited to see your friends who were really busy most of the time and never got plans arranged. You hated seeing Alex worried but you weren't going to cancel either.

You got ready and headed towards the door, Alex was in the other room. You called for him, then just mentioned that you were leaving and that you loved him. You would've gone to the other room to say goodbye in the proper way but you didn't want him trying to convince you to stay or not to go out with that group of friends because of how much of a bad influence he thought they were.

You didn't even wait back for a reply. You walked out the door and went to your car. The ride to the club included picking up a couple of your friends that didn't have a car. You finally made it to the club after an hour and decided to hit the dance floor before even thinking about drinking anything. Although, that idea didn't last long enough and you were ordering a bunch of shots after a few minutes.

You were having the time of your life with your friends. Time went by and you continued dancing and drinking, forgetting about the fact that you would have to be the one driving people back home. You weren't wasted, just a bit tipsy, so when the time came you got on the wheel. You knew this wasn't a good idea but decided to take the risk anyway, the worst outcome didn't seem too serious, or so you believed.

You were proven wrong in the moment that you crashed your car, the police came and they asked you to do an alcoholic level test. It came out positive for the whole group. There was no one sober enough to be behind the wheel safely. The officers took this as a very immature and irresponsible decision. They were right but you seriously believe that their proposed consequence was quite drastic.

You got arrested, it wasn't the first time this has happened. Before, you had been able to get out of it quite easily but you weren't so sure about how you would manage to do so this time. When the time came for you to make your only call, you were unsure of who to call. Most of your friends were currently with you and your boyfriend would be very disappointed and would probably lecture you on how he had said this wasn't a good idea at all.

You didn't have any other option rather than to call him and deal with the consequences at home. You knew it was probable that he would bail you out and you would help your friends afterwards. You were nervous to call but did anyways. He wasn't picking up and that probably had to do with the fact that it was around 3am when this happened. After a few more rings he picked up. "Hello?" Ahr half said and half asked with a sleepy and rougher voice.

"Hey Alex, it's Y/n" You replied.

"Hey love, is everything okay? Why are you calling from an unknown number? Did your phone die? Do you need me to go get you to the club?"

"I'm in a bit of a situation, I don't need you to come get me to the club but to the police station. I might be in a bit of trouble." You tried to explain without giving too much away and trying not to make him go wild over this situation.

"What are you doing at the police station? Please don't tell me you got arrested again!" He pleaded. You knew you couldn't lie because you needed him to bail you out.

"I really wish I could say I didn't but that would be a lie. Please come get me, I hate it here." You said.

"Don't even complain because you got yourself in that situation on your own. I'll come get you but you won't complain about it. We will do things my way from now on." He stated angrily. You knew you couldn't mess with him right now because of how mad he was and that you would stay on line for the next few days.

"I will, and I'm terribly sorry Alex. I didn't want things to go this way." You apologized.

"I'll go get you now." He just finished off saying and hanged up.