Fate.

8

I wake up to find Clyde and Will have left. I try to get up but Chase has a strong grip on my waist so I just relax and try to fall back asleep until he wakes up.

When he wakes up he shifts and wakes me up as well.

"Morning Chase," I say rubbing my eyes.

"Mornin'," he says. "Did I wake you?"

"No, I was already awake," I respond.

"No you weren't," he says.

"Okay, I woke up a while ago but you had a tight grip on me so I just went back to sleep," I explain.

"But I still woke you up, I'm sorry," he says.

"It's fine Chase," I say.

"Okay," he says. I look at the time to see that it's noon.

"Wanna go get lunch then head to the track?" I ask.

"Just us?" he questions.

"Just us. We can tell them to meet us at the track," I respond with a smile.

"Sounds good, let's sneak out of here," he says. We get up and try not to wake anyone, then we go to our room to change. I let him shower first while I grab our clothes. For him I grab a shirt, jeans and some nice sneakers. Then for me I grab one of his shirts, shorts and my Vans. "Sav."

"Yeah Chase?" I question.

"Could you hand me my clothes please?" he asks.

"Yeah," I say cracking the door and handing his clothes to him.

"Thanks Sav," he says.

Once he finishes I go into the bathroom to get ready. When I'm done I walk out he then grabs my hand and we go to the car. When we get to the car he holds out his hand and I give him the keys.

"Where are we going?" I ask.

"Panera, one of your favorites," he replies.

"Aww thanks Chase," I smile.

"No problem, but when we get back to Charlotte I'm taking you on a Chick-fil-a date," he says.

"Seriously?" I question excitedly.

"Yep," he answers with a smile.

"You're the best Chase!" I exclaim and he laughs.

"I know," he says cockily and I punch his arm. "Hey!"

"Hey to you too," I grin.

"You're lucky you're my best friend," he says holding my hand and I just smile at him. "And you're lucky you're so cute."

"Aww," I blush.

"See, cute," he grins as we pull up to Panera. We go in, I tell him what I want then pick a place to sit. He walks up after he ordered, hands me my drink and cookie then sits across from me.

"Who do you think will win the race?" I ask.

"Probably KB or Harvick," he replies. "You know the usual ones who win."

"Yeah, you know it'd be nice to see Will win a race," I say.

"That would be really cool," he says and the pager buzzes. So he gets up to go get it and right as he comes back I get a text.

Burton: where are y'all???

Sav: we went out for lunch, we'll meet you at the track

Burton: okay, see ya

Sav: see ya

"Who was that?" Chase asks.