I got this idea randomly while listening to this song.
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Butterflies Don't Lie
2004
I had just gotten my contract signed not even a week ago, and yet there I stood, in front of this very arena's doors. I was just about to reach my hand forward to open the door and enter the rest of my life when I heard someone fake cough behind me. I looked to see who it was. It was none other than the man I had fallen in love with watching him every Friday night on Smackdown!.
"John Cena…" I mumbled under my breath in disbelief as my heart started to race with excitement.
"Maria Kanellis?" He said louder than my recognition of him. "You were on the RAW Diva Search this year right?"
"Yes, the one and only." I said trying to sound confident, yet my voice sounded shaky. Breathe, Maria. Breathe. I told myself… I had forgotten how to breathe for just a moment. I was standing in front of my hero… what else would you expect?
"It was a shame you didn't win…" he said trying to make me feel better, I guessed. "Speaking of which, what are you doing here?"
"Vince offered me a contract as an interviewer for RAW… It's my first day."
"Aww, well good luck, Maria. I better get going. I need to talk to Steph. She set me up in a storyline with… some person. I forget… Maybe I'll see you around?" He asked me sort of hopefully (well that was what I thought) as he stuck out a hand.
I shook the strong hold of the ocean-blue-eyed champ while giving him my winning smile. He gave me his famous dimple-filled heart-melting smile. He walked forward and opened the door for me.
"Thanks." I said regretting those words the second they slipped out of my mouth. I just didn't know what else to say.
"See you around." John said as he walked away, giving me another heart-melting smile.
It was at that very moment, when the butterflies immediately fluttered their wings in my stomach, that I knew I had fallen for 'The Champ' himself.
You walk by and my heart beats
A thousand times at once it seems
And every time
You look at me
I have to tell myself to breathe
With just a smile you capture me
And I start to melt
Emotions then take over me like I've never felt
February 6, 2006
"O…MY…GOD!" I said after I'd left Stephanie McMahon's office. She had just told me the best news in the whole universe. I was on top of the world and nothing to make me fall from my ecstatic-ness… that is… until I saw her. Liz and John were in the middle of the hallway staring into each other's eyes… lovingly… (BLECH!) I saw more lust (or was it greed?) in Liz's. Thankfully, Steph told me to tell John of our storyline as soon as I could. As soon as I could would have to be now. YES! I GET TO BREAK UP THEIR LITTLE YUCK FEST!
"Ahem" I said with a huge grin on my face. The two 'love birds' broke out of their daze immediately and 4 eyes were currently on me. "John, Steph wanted me to tell you that we have a storyline tonight. I have the script." I told them as I held up the two scripts.
"Hun, I got to go get ready for the show. Stop by my room later?" He asked Liz hopefully.
"Of course I will!" She told him then went in for a quick kiss (which somehow turned out to be longer than expected). I put my right hand up horizontally covering my eyes so I wouldn't see the 'passionate moment' between the love of my life and The Devil… and so I wouldn't throw up.
I slightly lifted my index finger to see if they were done ogling each other. At this point they were just staring into each other's eyes… again. And again I was repulsed by the private moment shown in public by these two.
"'Bye" He said again.
Finally! I was happy the show was over.
"Soo… what's the storyline about?" He said as he put his arm around me. There. The butterflies went off… again
I could tell my heart each time
It isn't love, you're just some guy
There's nothing there
And what I feel
Is in my head
It isn't real
But I can't deny
Can't even try
'Cause I know inside
Butterflies don't lie
"Well, I'm partnered in a mix-tag team match with you against Adam (Edge) and Amy (Lita). They beat me up before the match and you save me before I get speared. Before the match, we have a scene. Steph didn't tell me what happens during that though. Want to practice it?" I said all of that in almost one breath. I was still very excited. Plus, I had no idea where Liz was so it was just me and John… AND a possible love storyline… but I'm just getting my hopes up. We reached his locker room and he opened the door for me and I walked into 'The Champ's' personal quarters, regretfully letting go of his comforting arm around my back and taking mine off of his muscular waist.
We sat down across from each other. I immediately skipped to the storyline script for right before the match because I still didn't know what it contained. I found the page and skimmed through it looking for some sort of… actually, I didn't know what I was looking for. Then I saw in big bold letters:
JOHN GRABS MARIA BY THE SHOULDERS AND KISSES HER FOR 10 SECONDS.
My jaw immediately dropped. John noticed my odd expression.
"What?" He asked, his deep blue eyes scanning my face for a sign at why in the world my jaw dropped roughly around 7 centimeters. He tilted my paper down to see what page it was because I was still in utter shock at what the print says that I couldn't speak. He turned swiftly to the same page that I was on. His eyes skimmed down the script the same way mine had looking for something 'jaw-dropping'… literally jaw-dropping.
I saw his eyes widen at the sight of the line that fulfilled all of my dreams, hopes, and wishes. I couldn't wait to feel his lips on mine… and yet I had to ask, "Do you want me to talk to Steph to change --?" I asked but being interrupted.
"NO!" He said a little too quickly. "What I mean is… this shouldn't be a problem for us. We're professionals. This is our job, to do… romance scenes with each other. We're friends, right?" He asked. Was he serious?! Of course we are!
"Of course we are." I said in incredulously.
"Good," He said with relief in his eyes, "Then this scene should be no problem for us."
YES!! I GET TO KISS JOHN! I GET TO KISS JOHN! YAY! I tried not to let my enthusiasm of his approval show on my face. I couldn't help but to let, at the least, a small smile to grace my face. My eyes lit up with excitement as he asked me, "Want to practice now?"
I tried my hardest not to let out a squeal. I covered it up by pretending to clear my throat then saying, "Sure," as another smile crossed my face.
Is there a chance
You could be mine
If I let you see inside.
I went just outside his dressing room as he sat down on the bench. I yelled in, "Ready?"
"Yep" was his response.
I knocked hesitantly on the door.
"Door's open," he said nonchalantly. I couldn't stop my heart beat from quickening at the sound of his deep, masculine voice.
I walked in slowly and timidly as he looked up from 'tying his wrestling boot on his foot.'
I started to ramble on and on with John trying to comfort me while I continued to talk over him. By the look on his face I could tell he was getting 'annoyed'. He briskly yet gently grabbed me by the shoulders and planted a sweet and sensual 10 second kiss on my lips… well, it was supposed to be 10 seconds but I didn't complain that it lasted much longer. His lips were soft and gentle. His tongue was roaming my mouth and it was so much better than I'd imagined in my dreams…. My heart began to race as he moved his hands from my hair to my back, pulling me closer in the process. He wouldn't stop… not that I minded or anything. His hands were sliding up and down my back. Then… a knock was made on the door. John hadn't seemed to notice. The knocking got louder and the person seemed to get more and more impatient. The third time they banged on the door which shook John out of his Trans… unfortunately. He kept his eyes closed until he wasn't facing me, he just couldn't bear to look me in the eyes after, basically, cheating on his girlfriend… speak of the devil.
He opened the door to an infuriated Liz. He gave her a sweet and soft peck on the lips… and that broke my heart immediately.
Or do you love somebody else?
"John, I was wondering if you wanted to go to the mall before RAW, tonight." Liz had this look in her eyes that I did NOT feel comfortable with. Her eyes were green with… greed?
"I'll just… go." I said hesitantly, wondering if John would tell Liz about what happened behind his closed doors. My phone signaled a text message from Mickie as soon as I had left the two looking confused.
'Where are you? RAW starts really soon and you need to get ready.'
Should I keep this to myself?
I quickly texted back telling Mickie that I was rehearsing my storyline with John.
'WHAT!? I didn't know you had a segment with him tonight.'
'I'll explain later…' I replied.
I finally reached the woman's locker room. I explained the whole story to Mickie while I got changed into my wrestling gear.
"Why don't you tell him the way you feel before it's too late?"
I could risk a broken heart
By telling you the truth
Or I could keep my secret safe
And when I see you
"Because… we're friends and this could ruin everything."
2008
"Randy, I think me kissing Maria came back to bite me in the ass." I overheard John in catering.
"What do you mean?" Randy asked half-heartedly.
"Liz still won't let it go. She doesn't even have proof that we did kiss, even though we did, she's just assuming."
"It was just a kiss, why are you stressing over it so much?"
"Because… I think I might lose her."
"Find a way to make it up to her."
"Ok…" John said hesitantly while he was thinking, or that was what it looked like to me.
"And I have just the way to do that. I'm gonna--" Mickie came back to the table and started talking and I couldn't hear their conversation anymore. After he told Randy his plan that I still didn't know, he was smiling. His face dropped when he saw me staring at him looking hurt. I had a feeling of what he was gonna do; I mean they had been going out for almost three years. I'm smart; I knew he was going to propose. He smiled his deep-dimpled, heart-melting smile that I loved to stare at. The butterflies were back again… more than ever this time though. I knew that I could lose him forever.
I could tell my heart each time
It isn't love, you're just some guy
There's nothing there
I just told myself that I didn't need to worry, but I couldn't help the tears from welling up in my eyes. I HAD to get out of there before I was balling my eyes out.
And what I feel
Is in my head
It isn't real
I swiftly got out of my seat and wanted to go straight to my locker room to cry in peace. I knew that I was head over heels for John. I didn't have the decency to lie to myself.
But I can't deny
Can't even try
'Cause I know inside
Butterflies don't lie
John looked at me concerned as I rushed out of the room. He went up to follow me. I was already around the corner—the wrong corner at that -- headed for the slower route to the woman's locker room.
He'd guessed where I had gone and, knowing his way around the arena better than myself, jogging the quicker way to the woman's locker room.
I stopped dead in my tracks as I saw him through teary eyes knocking on the woman's locker room door, calling for me to make sure I was alright. The butterflies were fluttering, again, when I saw the concern in his ocean deep eyes, for me. My heart was pounding rapidly and I was, too in love to be mad at him for not listening to the sobs coming from the left of him, where I actually was.
Once again
There you are
Anxiousness
Nervous heart
Butterflies fluttering
Can only mean one thing
He finally noticed the sobs coming closer as I limped closer to the man I loved. He ran to me as quickly as possible and enveloped me in a loving and caring embrace as I cried even herder into his muscular chest. He stroked me from the top of my head to the bottom of my back as I restrained myself from leaning up to passionately kiss the man I could never have.
I could tell my heart each time
It isn't love, you're just some guy
There's nothing there
And what I feel
Is in my head
It isn't real
"Maria," he said his voice full of concern, "What's wrong, honey?"
I half-smiled as he called me the term of endearment… but I just couldn't tell him how I felt; I just couldn't do that to him. I couldn't tear him apart to make a decision between 'The One He Thought Was the One' and 'The One That's Always Been There, But Hid Her Feelings, Locked Away in Her Heart'. It would either be breaking a friendship or breaking an intimate relationship. I couldn't put the pressure of that ultimatum on him.
"You can't!" I managed to gasp out.
"I can't what?" He asked confused, with a comforting smile on his face, trying to make me feel better.
"Marry her!" I mumbled through tears and sobs coming from my chest. It didn't even sound like English.
"Sorry, what was that?" He asked trying to be as polite as possible.
But I can't deny
I just had to say it. I had to get it out in the open. I tried to catch my breath.
Can't even try
"I… I… love you." I choked out as I tried desperately to stop crying to look John in the eyes to see his reaction.
'Cause I know inside
He lifted my chin to look at him. He slowly wiped the tears from my face with his bulky, loving hand. He slowly brought his head down closer to mine. His lips brushed gently against my quivering ones as another tear strolled down my face. The butterflies had gone berserk and flew throughout my entire body, causing my knees to weaken. I was about to fall as he gracefully caught me under my arm. I stared sheepishly into his deep, caring eyes. He leaned down and encircled me in a sweet and sensual kiss. I almost dropped right to the floor at the touch of his soft lips on mine, again, after two years. I knew then that…
Butterflies don't lie
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