At the door stood your ex-boyfriend, Jake Paul with a bouquet of roses in hand.
You sigh, "What do you want? Paul Boy."
"I want you. I want us." He starts gesturing his other hand towards you and him almost like that scene in MHA.
"You know I only date Disney stars." You groaned, "Now go away."
"Fine." He growled as he exited the door.
Now you were once again alone. This time you turn on the TV and start watching whatever on. Ever since you were a young kid, you've always been attracted to cars. It was something you couldn't explain.
Hours passed and he wasn't coming.
Did that complement mean nothing to him?
Suddenly you hear a tap coming from the window you twist your broken neck once more and it- LIGHTING MCQUEEN
"I missed you." he opens the hospital window and hops on inside, "Wanna make out?"
Honestly, that's what's happening in every other fanfic so you might as well.
"Sure." You grin.
He drove onto the bed almost crushing you with his wheels I would say your heart started racing but that was probably because you were about to die.
His lips started getting closer and closer until... they touch! Kissing him seemed almost impossible considering how GINORMOUS his tongue was but you didn't seem to mind.
The kiss was warm. You slowly leaned into him as his tires were still squishing you to death. Yet you felt safe.
Jake Paul enters the room, "I forgot to give you your ros-" he looks up from his watch only to see you and McQueen Making out.
You scream, "This is exactly how it looks like!" McQueen rolls of the bed as you continue shouting at him "Now go away already!"
"Never." Jake Paul pulls out a gun from his pocket and points it towards McQueen, "Wheels off."
He shoots his gun.
BANG!