Waking Up in Las Vegas Pt. 2 (APH America x Fem! Reader)
Rating: SFW /Click Here For Pt.1
"Oh yes, the infamous LA highspeed chase..." You think back to one of the crimes you framed America for.
"So sweetheart, what's your evidence?~" America teases you as he wipes his greasy face with a napkin.
You get taken aback by his cocky attitude but still kept your cool. "Hmph, 'sweetheart'...don't think I'm gonna be so sweet with you, that's for sure."
"That still doesn't answer my question." He leans forward towards you, resting his head on his hand.
"Right. But, I know this for a fact..." You said with confidence. "You are a 'car man', America."
America chuckles at your statement. "Ahh~, you're right about that. I do love me some hot rods. So?"
"Interesting...well I must say, you have quite the collection..."
"Hehe, I guess you could say that. Still, what does my personal collection have to do with the highspeed chase?"
You take a deep breath as you get yourself ready to pull out the 'big guns'. "Let me say this, you have quite the huge collection of cars."
"Hmm...what do you mean by that?" America leans back in his seat once more and started to get curious with your 'evidence'.
"Mr. America, is it true that you have a car in each state?" You look deep in his eyes, trying to sweat him out.
America shows a flicker of tension in his eyes. "Interesting statement. Where did you get it from?"
"Oh, I have my ways~." You chirped, seeing that you were finally getting the upper hand. "I know that you love cars so much, you have one in each state."
America's disgruntled face relaxes and he laughs to himself. "You know, you can keep playing bluff all you want. That still doesn't prove anything. If you're really that smart, then tell me..." He gets up from his chair, places his hands on the table and puts his face right up to yours, "...what's my California vehicle?"
That's when you start to get nervous again. You had no hard evidence of the type of car he drives, since no one knows. America keeps his car collection private from the public. There's been theories, but all of them turned out false.
"Why...the red 2012 Ferrari f40, of course." You guessed.
America's grin grew big and wide. "Wrong, sweetheart. That's just the car from the video and I don't own it~. You can keep on guessing, but face it. You got nothing me!" America takes another sip of his milkshake.
"It wasn't a guess, I just wanted to make sure that it wasn't you. If you're not the Ferrari driver, then you were the one in the ice blue 2018 Ford Mustang." You said while folding your arms.
America chokes on his milkshake, causing him to cough violently. "HOW?!"
"I didn't, you just told me with your reaction..." You said with a smirk.
"Goddamn...reporters..." He coughs into his arm. "WELL, I guess now you know about my Ford Mustang. Still, how did you learn about that?"
"I did my research you know, I'm a reporter after all. There's tons of blogs and articles of people trying to uncover your car collection. There's a leaked photo of supposedly you coming out of your Mustang and entering a San Francisco 7/11 gas station at 2 am."
America grumbles at your statement. "I was hungry and I wanted a Slurpee, some nachos and pizza...." He huffs and folds his arms.
"And a cheesy corn dog, hot chips, peach rings and beef jerky..." You said before sipping on your drink.
"HEY! You damn stalker!" He growls.
"Ironic... so you were the one that started the highspeed chase then. You were street racing that Ferrari and he was the one that got chased down by the law and the media, while you escaped without a trace. Like to play dirty, don't you?"
"Hmph..." America was starting to get annoyed and flustered.
"Since we can both agree that the ice blue Mustang was yours and you were a part of that fiasco, now we can get down to business..."
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