This is my first song fic. The fic is based on Rascal Flatt's song "What Hurts the Most" Its a great song, so what's a better place write then in the WWE! With the characters it's got this should be a snap. As usual the song lyrics are in italics.

John walked down the hallway towards her. He knew what was going to happen, and he wanted to prepare himself for it. As he and Lita stared at each other, she said, "John, you know we can't be together, things are just too complicated." He had braced himself for those words, but they still cut like a knife.

I can take the rain on the roof of this empty house,that don't bother me. Ican take a few tears now and then and just let'em out.

I'm not a afraid to cry every once in awhile ever though going on with ya gone still upsets me, there are days every now and again I pretend I'm okay, but that's not what gets me.

"Yeah, I know, but I don't care." Lita shook her head desperately, "John please don't start-" "So what if you have to pretend you like Edge!" "We can keep it all a secret if you want, no one would find out." "John!" Lita cried. "After the way we've been at each other's throats these last few months, what if someone found out, what if Edge-" "The hell with Edge!" John roared.

"John please, don't make this harder than it already is," Lita whispered. The fight had gone out of her, and there were tears in her eyes.

What hurts the most. Is being so close. And having so much to say. And watching you walk away. And never knowin' what could've been. And not seeing that loving you is what I was trying to do.

John stood there, completely stunned, as he watched the tears fall from her face, soon though, he realized they were also his own. "Lita I... I... I'm so sorry," his voice was choked in a sob.

It's hard to deal with the pain of losing you everywhere I go, but I'm doin' it. It's hard to force that smile when I see our old friends and I'm alone. Still harder getting up, gettin' dressed, living with this regret, but I know if I could do it over. I would trade, give away, show the words that a saved in my heart, that I'd a left unspoken.

"John," Lita whispered, "If we want to keep our jobs we have to stay apart, we both love our jobs, for God's sake." "Yeah but I love you more," John whispered even more quietly, "And I know you feel the same way." Lita did not answer, but roughly pressed her lips against his.

What hurts the most, is being so close, and having so much to say. And watching you walk away. And never knowin' What could've been. And not seeing that loving you. That's what I was trying to do.

John pressed his lip even more closely into hers, deepening the kiss, he had one hand running through her fiery hair, the other around her waist. Lita had both her arms wrapped tightly around his neck. She let her hands travel acrosshisshoulders, feeling the tense muscles. They were not aware of their surrounding, it was just them. No problems existed, their love was free of the hardships of the world... They had poured every bit of their emotions into the kiss, but soon they broke it.

What hurts the most... Was being SO close. And having so much to say, and watching you walk away, and never knowin' What could've been. And not seeing that loving you.That'swhat Iwas trying to do.

They broke the kiss, and looked into each other's eyes for what felt like the last time. "I love you," he whispered. Slowly, he turned around, and began walking away. She fell to her knees, the tears streaming down her face again, "I love you too," she whispered.

That's what I was trying to do.

Well I hope that wasn't to bad. I wanted to do a John and Trish one, but they probably would've had no reasonnotto be together. So I think you all get the point. R and R