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--raeee!

Love Me Like You Did – Chapter One

a randy orton//kelly kelly fan fic by raeee!

The way he looks at me, I feel like I need to be slapped across the face for some odd reason. Like, maybe I'm in love. Maybe there's something about him that draws me in and won't let me go. Is it his baby blue eyes? His priceless smile? Or could it just be the fact that on that one night, we endured something that I would have never ever expected in my entire twenty-five years of living? Maybe it was the fact that we took advantage of a time where I could have just walked away and said that was that.

"You're gorgeous, you know that?" Randy smirked deviously.

I couldn't help but to blush over his words. He made me feel like I truly was the most gorgeous thing in the world. Randy placed his hand on my shoulder, running his smooth fingers down my pale bicep. I felt uncomfortable for a slight moment, and then he leaned in and pressed his velvety soft lips against my neck, moving around with them. We sat on the white sandy beach along with the rest of our friends. In sunny California, it was something that we all loved to do. Randy's hand rubbed up and down the bicep that he touched earlier, whilst I took a deep breath in and looked up at the deep navy blue sky. The blonde bangs that hung in front of my face shielded my blue eyes as I looked up. I felt something on my thigh, something warm. I looked down to see his supple hand sliding up my thigh. My frayed jean shorts felt shorter than ever. A cool ocean breeze blew through my hair. Friends were laughing and running around in the water, but I was feeling a bit uncomfortable.

"Randy, I don't know if I can do something like this. I mean, I like you and all, but this is going a bit fast. I—I think we should stop," a whisper came from my normally shy mouth.

Randy raised his brow and brought his hand from my thigh to the side of my face, running the side of his finger over my cheek. I sighed in relief and smiled widely. Randy took a cigarette break from trying to get into my pants. I had to think about this. We weren't dating, but we were close. Very close in fact. I could help myself from taking the cigarette from his lips and tossing it into the sand, rubbing my flip flop over it to make sure the fire was put out. Randy stared at me like I had just spit on his cheek or something. I just smiled and stood, taking his hand. I lead him towards the car of his that was parked a few yards from the rest of the group. Randy was a bit confused at all of this, but I knew what I wanted to happen. Within a few moments we were in the backseat. Randy was hovering over me with his shirt off, running his lips down my neck again. I closed my eyes and moistened my lips slightly, taking my hands and snaking them up around his neck. Randy untied my bikini top and took it off. After this, that cute trademark smirk of his appeared on his face. Of course after this, all is left up to your imagination. However, I can tell you that we had a blast in the backseat of his car.

Now as I stood backstage in my revealing ring gear, after remembering that night at the beach, all I can think about is how much I wished that he actually meant everything he said about loving me. Our story of the past doesn't stop there, but that's where it stops for today.