Tags: smut
My heart was racing as I stood on pit road. It was after practice and the sun was starting to go down. Alex told me to meet him here, wearing the same exact outfit I wore in my profile photo. I took a deep breath, trying to calm down, but it was no use. I kept fixing my hair, pulling my shirt down and kicking little pieces of rubber that fell off the tires during practice.
I needed Alex to hurry up before I talked myself out of meeting him.
I spun around, looking for my exits as a 'just in case', when I saw him.
My Alex.
He stood where the cars turn into the garage, his hands in his pockets while wearing his Nationwide shirt. When our eyes met, I swear time stood still. He gave me that earth-shattering smile that had my heart flying out of my chest as he walked up to me.
"Ella," he cooed, finally standing in front of me. I looked up into his bright eyes and melted. His smile had the butterflies in my stomach fluttering like crazy. I felt like a schoolgirl who finally gets to go out with her crush. "You came."
"I wouldn't miss this for the world." I swear Alex began to blush.
"This is so surreal," his hand brushed against mine, "I really wasn't sure if you would come."
"Why?" I looked down to where his hand was so close to mine. I took a breath and interlocked our fingers. Somehow, his smile got even bigger.
"I don't know," he shrugged, "I guess I'm being silly and comparing myself to your fictional character. I'm not him, and I can't even pretend to be."
"Alex," I reached up, placing the palm of my hand on his cheek. He placed his hand on top of mine, leaning in to it. "I know you're not him. He's just some fictional character I made up one day that just happens to have your name and image. I'm not here because of him, I'm here because of you. I've told you this before and I'll tell you again and again and again. I've fallen for you. Not racecar driver Alex Bowman, not fictional character Alex Bowman, but the man behind the firesuit. It may be too early to tell you this Alex, but my heart only beats for you."
"It's never too late. Mine does, too. I can't get you out of my mind. You're in my every waking thought."
"Then why the doubt?"
"I had to make sure."
"Master Bowman, unsure?" I cocked my head and gave him shit eating grin. I got a laugh out of Alex and then it was his turn to get me back. "Alex!" I squealed when he wrapped his arms around my waist, picking me up and swirling me. "Put me down!"
"What's the safe word?"
"Loose! Loose!" I giggled, falling into Alex's arms as he put me down.
"I can't believe you're here."
"I can't, either." I smiled up to him as he moved in closer, cupping my face with his hands.Alex was so much taller than me, but that didn't matter. He easily leaned down and tenderly brushed his lips against mine. "Is this okay?" He asked, looking into my eyes.
"Yes," I pulled him down even more, locking my lips against his and finally kissed the man I've been wanting since the first day I've laid eyes on.
I still can't believe this is happening.
**
"I was thinking..." Alex said, wrapping his arms around me tightly. It was really late, we just got back from going out to dinner with William Byron and his girlfriend and didn't want to go to bed yet. It was so surreal that I was at dinner with Alex and him, but as the night went on, it felt like I've known those two my whole life. Alex made me feel so warm and welcomed, and he never left my side. So now, we're back in his RV, cuddling and listening to music as we just chatted about everything under the sun.
"Should I be worried?" I joked.
"Heyyyy!" I giggled as he squeezed me.
"I'm joking, Alex! I just wanted to tease you."
"Ella, you've been a fucking tease every since I've started talking to you." Alex nuzzled his nose into my neck, tickling my skin and then pressing a kiss. "Like when I first saw your profile photo, I told myself there was no way you could have been a fan of mine."
"Alex, I've been a fan since day one. I've always believed in you. And give yourself some credit here, you're good looking, you could have anyone that you wanted." Sadness filled my heart at this revelation. Alex could have some Monster Energy Girl or any of the hot pit lizards that flaunt their stuff on Sundays. He could have anyone.
"I don't want just anyone, I want you."
"You really mean that?"
"Ella, I wouldn't have reached out to you if that wasn't the case. Yeah, I was curious to know what this story you were writing was about, but then I got to know you. You say you've fallen for the man behind the firesuit, well, Ella, I've fallen for the woman behind the fanfiction. You're so smart and talented, amazing with words and you make me feel something I've never felt before. Plus you encourage me, make sure I'm having a good day even if you're not. You put myself and even others first. You're so selfless that it drives me absolutely crazy. I'm still in awe that I can call you my mine. I feel like it's you who could have anyone, not me."
"I don't want anyone else," I confessed, turning in Alex's arms so I could see him.
"I don't want anyone else, either." Alex leaned down, capturing my lips in his.
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Writing My Way Into Your Heart // Alex Bowman
FanfictionThe number one rule in writing NASCAR fanfiction, is to never tell the driver. Ella Jean knows that, she knows better than to tell Alex Bowman, her favorite driver, that she has a super popular fanfic called The Rise and Fall of Mr. Bowman about hi...