"Lightning McQueen...." Your friend sighed excitedly. Lightning gave her a quick smile, until his eyes wandered over to you. He drove right past your friend, who swiveled around, shocked, until he was right in front of you.
"Hey, I'm Lightning McQueen." He smirked seductively, flashing his faux headlight, as he smoothly said his catchphrase. "Kachow!" Your heart melted, as he winked at you. He bit his lip, his eyes flicking over your form, from your windshield wipers to your tires. He obviously knew he had you wrapped around his exhaust tube. Although he did nothing, he just drove past you, his side door brushing your backside, making you blush. He was gone within ten seconds.
"How did you do that? (y/n), I can't believe you!" Your friend sped away, completely angry with you. How did I do that? I don't know! I didn't make him do that! You shook your head. Ridiculous. This day was a daydream and a nightmare wrapped into one.
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FanfictionYou visit the World Cup, excited to see the races. You're especially curious to see Lightning McQueen, though, for some reason you can't explain. One mistake will lead to another, which results in perhaps the greatest love story ever told. Please le...
