A/N: I deeply apologize for the lack of update in this story due to mostly school assessments and some personal shit I've been going through and we'll since the school holidays are right around the corner I'll get to do more chapters and I'll put them out around a few (2-4 maybe 6 chapters) a week maybe even going daily who knows.
Also A/N: I am also making Matt, Ryan, Chase, William (maybe) Clint (maybe) and Jimmie (maybe) as the main protagonists since having all of them as the main protagonists are really making me and this story confusing. Also I'm sorry that it's short
but without any further information LETS GET INTO CHAPTER 2
They couldn't believe that it was a few days ago since that night but they still have a race and not just any race, The Great American Race. The Daytona 500. Many people were honestly happy to see it happening after what happening at NASCAR for the past few years now and they're just happy just to see The Great American Race.
Matt's POV
I woke up at around two to three in the morning with a loud thud that was heard all over the motorhome. I quietly got out of my bed and grabbed a baseball bat that was in a corner of the floor and slowly walking towards the somewhat figure, I then charged at it with my bat and took the figure to the ground and finally get to see who it was.
Ryan's POV
I went inside of Matt's motorhome to pull a prank on him by waking him up with airhorns at the middle of the night, I accidentally dropped something that was a part of the prank and heard quick footsteps and next thing I know i was at the floor and stared into the attacker "B-Blaney? What the hell?!?!" A familiar voice heard though my ears but then realised it's was DiBenedetto. "Hey man, you missed me?" Is what I can say to him before he let me sit up.
3rd Person's POV
Ryan quietly sat up and holds his own neck "sorry about that" he said trying to defend himself but Matt was questioning his motives "but still why are you in my motorhome at the middle of the night" Matt said with a frustrated tone. "Y-Yeah I know but it would be funny though" Blaney talked while beginning to lose his balance which wasn't helping him at the moment "wait...are you drunk?" Matt said concerned about his friend. "W-what? N-no" Ryan falls after he said those lines, falls into Matt's arms and begins to blush heavily. "Can you get back up" Matt said while blushing slightly from what he was doing and Ryan gets real close to Matt.
After this Matt snapped and stood up, he then moved Ryan to the couch and walked back to his room frustrated while Ryan looked at the ground devastated "M-Matt get back here please?" Ryan said while Matt continued to walk to his room. "No. you did this to yourself, you should be thankful that you have a couch to sleep in" Matt said frustrated and slams the door shut, leaving Ryan alone, confused and mad at himself. Matt went to his bedside and pulled out a picture of him and he's fiance while trying not to cry. "I missed you... So much" he said saddened and began to cry like an emotional wreck he is. Ryan heard all off this and was in complete devastation "T-That's sad" he said while walking back to the couch and falling asleep shortly after.
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NASCAR AU
FanfictionThis Is An Story In A AU About Friendship, Relationship, Enemies, Brawling And Just Cold Hard Racing (There Will Be Some Drivers That Are Retired But Will Be Still Racing)
