Love at 200mph (Chase Elliott)

Chapter 6: Drving Around

Kennedy's POV

We got to the garage and listened what Keith had to say to Kasey. I also put some notes in my phone just in case and if Kasey asks what he said I would just send it to him.

"Hey, can I change really quick before we go?" I ask Chase and he nods so I quickly run back to mine and Kasey's motorhome to change.

I get a text from Chase saying to meet him at his truck when I was done.

I put on some regular skinny jeans with a white tank top, a beige overthrow sweater thing, and my brown cowboy boots. I take my hair out of my fishtail braid and it was a little wavy from that. I reapply my makeup and I was done.

I run to Chase's truck and it was leaning against it all cool like.

"Chase honey, stop trying to act all cool cause you're really not" I chuckle at him walking over to the passenger side.

"Shut up smart aleck" he says and helps me into his awesome Chevy Silverado.

"Love yoooouuuuu" I coo and he rolls his eyes while shutting my door.

"Someone's a grumpy gills" I say in a baby voice while squeezing his face once he got in the driver's seat.

"Kennnnn" he whines but it was all muffled since I was still squeezing his cheeks together so he looked like a fish.

I turned his face towards me, I leaned over the console and kiss his lips that were all puckered. I then let go of his face and say back down in my seat and buckled my seat belt.

"So where are we going Mr.Elliott?" I ask.

"I don't know yet, I'll figure something out" he says and he starts his truck and heads onto the road. I turn up the radio and my favorite country band, Rascal Flatts was on the radio.

"Yay!" I say and it was one of my favorite songs. I turn it up and start to sing to "I Like The Sound Of That". Once I started singing, Chase, while smiling, grabbed my hand and held onto it.

"I love hearing that shower turn on
Bet there's nothin' but a towel on you
You sing along with some Timberlake bumpin'
But he ain't got nothin' on you"

Out of the corner of my eye and I saw Chase smiling. When I sing he always has a smile on his face. I don't know why but he does and I think it's adorable.

"I don't wanna hear the coffee pouring
A goodbye kiss, then lockin' the door yeah
Sounds like leavin' you, oh"

I then start to pat my knee to the beat.

"It's a little too loud on the highway
I wanna pull back in your driveway
It's way too quiet at my place
Wanna come on over, come on over
I just wanna hear that ringtone
I like it turned up when you're blowin' up my phone
Wanna hear you say come on over
'Cause when you tell me to come on over
I like the sound of that

Mmm mmm mmm
I like the sound, I like the sound of that
Mmm mmm mmm
I like the sound, I like the sound of that

Love the sound of the thunder rollin'
Makes you move a little closer to me
Girl I bet that your neighbors hate us
'Cause we could laugh all night and never sleep
We can worry 'bout the world in the mornin'
Light up a candle, lock the door
Wanna stay right here with you, yes I do

It's a little too loud on the highway
I wanna pull back in your driveway
It's way too quiet at my place
Wanna come on over, come on over
I just wanna hear that ringtone
I like it turned up when you're blowin' up my phone
Wanna hear you say come on over
'Cause when you tell me to come on over
I like the sound of that

Mmm mmm mmm
I like the sound, I like the sound of that
Mmm mmm mmm
I like the sound, I like the sound of that

Turn your radio on, baby turn down the lights
I'm ain't goin' nowhere, I'm all yours tonight"

I get a little quiet while singing this part. I like to sing this song with a lot of passion for some weird reason.

"It's a little too loud on the highway
I wanna pull back in your driveway
It's way too quiet at my place
Wanna come on over, come on over
I just wanna hear that ringtone
I like it turned up when you're blowin' up my phone
Wanna hear you say come on over
'Cause when you tell me to come on over
I like the sound of that

Mmm mmm mmm
I like the sound and I like the sound of that
Mmm mmm mmm
I like the sound and I like the sound of that
Mmm mmm mmm
I like the sound, I like the sound of that
Yes I do
Mmm mmm mmm
I like the sound, I like the sound of that
Oh"

"I love hearing you sing" Chase says looking over at me for a quick second then paying his attention back to the road.

"Is that why you smile when I sing?" I ask.

"You noticed?"

"How can I not? Your smile blinds me because of your white teeth" I giggle and he just smiles and shakes his head.

About 30 or 40 minutes later we were in the middle of nowhere and we were driving on a dirt road. We stop in the middle of a field and he helps me out of the truck.

He puts thing down and helps me into the bed of the truck. He gets in with me and lays down.

"Are we just laying here?" I ask.

"Yeah, I jut thought we could talk about different stuff. Is that okay?" He asks looking up at me.

"I think it's a great idea" I smile at him and laying down next to him.

"I have a random question" Chase says.

"Hit me" I say.

"Have you ever thought about racing?"

I sat there for a second to think.

"Well, I've thought about it before but I don't think I would be aloud"

"You are a good driver and you obviously have your license. I don't see why you couldn't"

"Yeah but I don't know. I've always loved racing because of my brother. Everyone else likes football, baseball, basketball which I like basketball but that's not the point. My brother and I have always been close and have always loved racing. I used to race with him on the dirt tracks and I loved every minute of it"

"I think it would be awesome if you raced, another girl racing would be the best, especially when that girl is my girlfriend" Chase smiles at me and I just smile and shake my head.

"I know how you feel. I got into racing because of my dad. I was kinda born into it. But I do love racing, it's my hobby. I hate calling it my job even though it is. I'm just doing something I love to do" Chase continued.

I roll over to where I was cuddled into Chase's side with my head on his chest. I can't wait to enjoy more of these moments with him.