I was dancing like the drunken fool that I am. In fact no, I like to think that my dancing was rather stylish. You know what it was the fucking bomb.
Okay I'm lying the first one was right- drunken fool.
How about this then; I was dancing (no need to say how) in a club. I'd taken a vacation with my girlfriends to L.A. Well not really a vacation per say; one of us, Laurie, had an audition to go to so we figured why not make a trip out of it. Hey we're young and female do almost anything to party. I like to think of us as living up to a stereotype. Go team!
So I was dancing with some guy I think he was called Alan or something, I'm not sure all I know is he bought me a drink and his friend called him Al, when I felt two hands on my waist, I clenched my fist and was ready to swing round and hit something but something stopped me. I knew that smell. You know what I mean when certain people have their smells and whenever you smell it you think of them? Well this was one of those moments. Whoever the fuck it was smelt a lot like Randy and sounded a hell of a lot like him too. "Mind if I cut in, man?" Al seemed to shake his head and high-tailed it out of there, but he bought me drinks, I was on the verge of pouting here, strange Randy man was going to get a piece of my mind in a minute. Then I had a thought I grabbed hold of the hands and pulled them out from my body exposing their lower arms. They had the same tattoos as…maybe it was…but it couldn't be. My beloved boyfriend was somewhere else; he knew I was going to be in L.A this weekend and if this was him why hadn't he told me he would be too. I laced my fingers with his and tried to spin round but realised I couldn't half way and so dropped his hands. "Hey there little miss" he said softly I smiled and hugged him tightly before planting a kiss on his lips.
"Hey Rand" I replied then let him go. "I would ask how you are but you just took all my free drinks off me, scared away a potential hottie, and you never told me you were going to be here" I paused "I think you have a lot of explaining to do" I placed my hands on my hips and flicked my hair back trying my best to look angry.
"Well first things first sweet cheeks" I hid a smirk; he was turning on the charm already "Let me get a look at you" He held my arm up and span me round. "You're looking extra good tonight" he knew how to soften me, I stopped myself from smiling. "Too good" he frowned slightly and tugged at my denim skirt until it covered more of my thighs then pulled my almost backless (you know the kind with the string across the shoulders?) top up until it was nearly up to my neck. "There, now no-one can see" he nodded and smirked as I put it back where it was.
"You still haven't answered my questions" I pointed out once I was sufficiently adjusted, I tried not to notice what I thought was a hint of jealousy in his eyes. He was normally all 'doll yourself up and have a good time' but tonight he wasn't. Hm. I'll leave that for later.
"Well you don't need anyone to buy drinks and look hot when I'm here" he shrugged and led me over to the bar.
"That's 'cause I do the looking hot side of things" a voice said from behind Randy
"Johnny" I squealed and pushed past Randy and jumped on John.
"Strange how you get a better reception off my girlfriend that I do" Randy said overly loud, I pulled away from John and leaned against Randy's leg where he was sat on a bar stool.
"You can have yours later" I whispered into his ear and I immediately felt his hands on my hips. I grinned and winked at him as his smile went from ear to ear.
Poor thing, if he's been a good boy, and he better had of been or there would be hell to pay, he hasn't been laid in almost three months what with conflicting work schedules and the such. I'd just finished a big project at work which had kept me busy for the last God knows how long and now gave me three months of nothing to do. Whereas he spent most of his time travelling for his job.
"So anyway back to my question that you didn't answer. How come you're in L.A?" I asked
"Can't a guy surprise the Mrs?" he replied
"Not when it involves you and John together in a city such as this" I answered
"Okay, it's work related just some build-up for Summerslam" I nodded "but I did volunteer for it since I knew you would be here" he smiled "Now what would you like to drink?"
"Double Malibu and Coke" I replied, John let out a low whistle.
"You're definitely getting some tonight" he said I raised an eyebrow "What?" he protested "last time you hit the Malibu you guys weren't the only ones who got no sleep" he frowned as Randy smirked and I felt my cheeks go a bright red colour.
I felt a tap on my shoulder and span round to see Laurie and Ali my two girlfriends who I'd come with, "I see loverboy found you then" Ali said whilst eyeing up John I nodded. Did they know about this? If they did they did a bloody good job of keeping it quiet.
"Well we'll leave you two alone for a while, dance ladies?" John held out his hands and Ali and Laurie thought their Christmas' had all come at once, although I'm pretty sure they'd met John before.
"I like your shoes" I was snapped back into reality by Randy's breath close to my ear and him placing a drink in front of me. I glanced down at my leopard print dolly shoes and smiled.
"Thank you baby" I slung my arms around his neck. "So did you miss me?"
"More than you know" he replied. Sure we'd talked on the phone and had coffee a few times but nothing more. It's not the same as knowing you have all the time in the world with someone.
"How sweet" I took a sip of my drink and smiled at him.
"Why did you..?" I cut him off with a kiss
"So you didn't?" I rolled my eyes and pulled away slightly "I'm joking" he replied and smiled pulling me to him again. "Have you eaten tonight?" he asked becoming serious for a minute, I shook my head
"Not since late this afternoon, why?" I couldn't resist asking, I'm too curious for my own good.
"Because how about me and you go grab some take-out and a few bottles of something and head back to my hotel and chill out?" I thought about it. Romantic night with the ball and chain or a night of partying. Well since I hadn't seen him in too long I had to agree with the former plus we could party another night. I nodded, I downed my drink in one and dragged him to find my girls and John. It wasn't hard to find them- John isn't a small guy and he was the only big-ish thug who had two girls with him. We finally got their attention and told them what we were doing. They all nodded and John gave a knowing smile as I glared at him. I only stopped when Randy pulled me towards the exit I followed him obediently. He stopped when we got outside
"What's up?" I questioned, he looked at me for what seemed like an eternity.
"Nothing, absolutely nothing" he grinned.
"I'm not buying it Orton, spill" I glared at him through narrowed eyes and he laughed.
"I'm just looking at how beautiful you look with your hair like that" so he'd noticed the slight change of style then, all I'd done was change the parting to a slight side one, I raised an eyebrow "not that you don't look beautiful all the time" he added hurriedly "well except that time you got food poisoning that shit was harsh" I hit him in the arm and he pulled me close. "Well you did look better than most people with food poisoning and if I didn't think you'd throw up on me then you'd have got it" he smirked that infamous smirk as I glared a bit more.
"You're talking about taking advantage of me in one of my more vulnerable states, now that's harsh" I nodded.
"So? And what's with all the glaring?" he questioned
"You're talking about wanting to fuck me whilst I'm sick. That's just…sick!" he shrugged.
"What can I say? You do these things to me and I just can't help myself"
"Someone hasn't been getting any"
"You don't say?" he replied, his voice laced with sarcasm.
"Well you better not have been cause boy if you have your ass is getting knocked out" I pulled away slightly. He rolled his eyes
"Would I do such a thing to you baby?" he asked and kissed me softly, after all this time it still made my knees weak
"You better not, I have brothers y'know" I nodded. Damn this boy and his charming ways. He kissed me again by way of a reply. I swear we sometimes fight for the making-up part.
"Now can we get a cab we have a lot of catching up to do if you know what I mean?" he winked.
"Cheese, utter cheese" I mumbled. I pulled out a packet of cigarettes from my bag and sparked one up. I felt his arms instantly drop from around me. I tenses waiting for the lecture. See I had quit but what with being home alone added to the stress of work then it'd felt so much easier to go back to my old habit.
"I thought you'd stopped all that" I turned to face him.
"I had" I replied, here we go with the fighting again only this time it wasn't going to be a fun one. I took an almost defiant drag of the cigarette and glared at him once more.
"It's stupid. You know I don't like you smoking" he sighed, I wanted to melt there and then and tell him that I'd quit there and then if it would make him happy, but like most English people give me a few drinks and I'm convinced that I'm in the right.
"I was stressed and in case you hadn't heard sunshine it's addictive" I replied as though that was a good enough explanation for anyone.
"Well don't think you're kissing me tonight" I took another drag as his face hardened into a glare that matched my own.
"Well I'll just go back inside then should I?" I waited for a response and got none. "In fact that's exactly what I'm going to do, and I think I'll go and find Al or whatever his name was cause he sure as hell didn't seem to mind me smoking" I span on my heel and headed back into the crowded bar and almost instantly banged into John who saved the drinks he was carrying from spilling by a millisecond.
"I thought you guys were leaving?" he asked confusion etched into his face.
"We were but your pig-headed best friend is being a dick and so I've come back inside" I said
"And why may I ask is Randall being a dick?" he questioned
"Because" I started
"She started smoking again" Randy finished for me John nodded slightly.
"You really shouldn't do that shorty" he said
"One; I'm not that short, and two; I'll do whatever the fuck I like" I heard Randy sigh behind me as I walked off towards the bar.
"Dude just leave her be, she's not going to listen tonight" John told Randy as I left. He nodded to show his acknowledgement.
"I know but I thought she'd stopped it and she knows my thoughts on her doing it" he let out another sigh.
"Hey there sweetheart" I looked to my left to see Al who had gotten seemingly drunker since I last saw him and by the look in his eyes had taken some form of drug too. Great; just what I needed. "Your boyfriend gone then?" he asked.
"No he's stood right over there" I said throwing my head in the direction of the door.
"That's far away enough for me" he murmured and stepped closer, I rolled my eyes and lifted my knee getting a perfect shot in the family jewels.
"And your too close for me" I replied as I grabbed my drink and went to find my girls. I found them holed up in a corner with John and the dick…I mean Randy. The tension was almost unbearable and we both sat I silence unless spoken to when our answers remained monosyllabic and quiet. It was even worse when the others left to dance, I didn't blame them I wouldn't have sat with us given the choice. The night ended after what felt like forever and the funny thing is I hadn't lit up another cigarette. When the realisation hit me I looked Randy in the eye and sparked up. I waited until he looked away before I started to gag. So now they make me feel sick. Just great.