A/N: I had Intended for this to be a oneshot but i like it. lol.
Daryl sat in the lobby of the hotel she had hoped to meet her favourite WWE Superstar in. Her dream had all been but shattered when every other superstar came through the door but yet no Montel Vontavious Porter, she probably looked like a fan girl sitting there fighting tears but she'd been so excited for months, literally, she'd booked the morning off work over two months ahead of time.
She stood up still keeping her head hang, watching her shoes as she walked out the door she walked into someone falling backwards, she looked up and shook her head.
"Are you ok there?" The male figure above her asked
"Y…yeah, I'm fine" she mumbled as the Montel Vontavious Porter helped her up
"I guess you know who I am" he said with a chuckle
"Yes I do….and I was beginning to think you weren't going to turn up" she blushed furiously
"So you were leaving. Wow I'm flattered" he said sincerely
"Yeah and well I only really came to the hotel in hopes of meeting you to be perfectly honest" Wow I'm talking to him without mumbling or getting my words mixed up she thought excitedly Oh My GOD I'm talking to The MONTEL VONTAVIOUS PORTER she screamed in her head hoping her face didn't portray what she was thinking
"Well lucky I turned up now" he said with a chuckle
"Yeah, umm I got these for you" she said getting the bottle of kiwifruit flavoured vodka out of her bag and the Cookie Time cookies
"Wow thanks" he said looking down at the bottle and the cookies "Why cookies? I have to know" he asked curiously
"Oh no reason they are just a New Zealand brand of cookies that I like" she said honestly "Umm can I have your email address?"
"Yeah sure…" he wrote down his email address as Daryl found herself screaming within "Not many people have it really, so you'll be sure to get a reply" he said with a smile handing the piece of paper to her
Two Months later
Daryl had emailed him two days after they had left the country and she still hadn't received a response, she logged into aim and started talking to her best friend Laura
DarylC4MVP: Still Nothing (
TheHooliganofNYC: I'm sure he's just been busy
DarylC4MVP: Maybe he's just not answering because he thinks I'm a creepy stalker
TheHooliganofNYC: Stop worrying Daryl, you saw what ended up happening with Paul and you were one of the few that gave me encouragement, he'll reply eventually, if not I'm sure there's a valid reason
DarylC4MVP: Yeah hopefully, its just adding to this shit with Sam, I thought we were meant to be but he's been really controlling its starting to scare me.
TheHooliganofNYC: What is he doing to you?
DarylC4MVP: WellHe wants me to quit my job because he thinks I'll meet another guy the same way I met him, I'm 'not allowed' to wear a skirt without his permission, can't talk to guys the list goes on….
TheHooliganofNYC: I think you need to get away from him now
DarylC4MVP: I'm breaking up with him tomorrow, my dads going to come with me
TheHooliganofNYC: Good Luck hun, I gotta go, let me know what happens. ILY
10 Months later
He never replied to her email and as time passed she forgot about it, Daryl had in fact broken up with Sam and met other guys but she hadn't become more than just friends with them she felt as if her heart was still taken by someone. Once again Daryl found herself sitting in the same hotel lobby with the intention of meeting every superstar, she stood up as soon as they appeared, she began to greet them happily unaware of the person watching her.
She moved on to Matt Striker "Hi Matt" she said nervously
"Hey There" he said with a slightly sleazy tone
"Um can I have a picture?" she asks
"You can have more than picture from me" he said with a sly tone
"Oh…" Daryl was lost for words when the person who had been watching her swooped in for the save
"Matt I think you should go hit on some other girl, this one is mine" Daryl looked that person in disbelief
"Since when?" Matt said sounding annoyed
"Since the last visit" Montel answered
"Oh well sorry man" Matt walked over to some other girls
"Are you ok Daryl?" Montel asked
"Yeah I'm fine…" she said as all the memories of the late nights she spent waiting for a reply to her email came to mind, she pulled her sleeves down over her wrists a little more. She turned and started to walk away as he took hold of her Arm "Daryl, what's going on?"
"How come you never replied?" Daryl asked bluntly
"Replied to what? You never emailed me"
