here's a fanfiction based on the film the propsal
this isnt a long running fanfiction so enjoy it while it lasts :)
1 week ago Mickie James was picked to help John Cena learn his lines since she was the only diva with nothing else really to do.
Mickie was currently at the gym in the arena on a exercise bike going over the script her and john were going over in the next hour or so in a room set up for them to use.
However john was still fast asleep at the hotel that was at least a ten minute drive away and he had to stop off and get them there coffees and get to the room which on every other day takes half an hour and when john woke up and realised his alarm never went off had twenty minutes and mickie hated people being late it was her pet peeve.
Mickie was in the shower in the divas locker room washing away all the sweat she had produced from her mornings workout. She wiped the condensation off the window to see if she could spot her towel when she did she turned the water off opened the cubicle door and made the mad dash to her towel which was stupid since most people were still in bed on the day off unlike mickie who had to help stupid John Cena learn his stupid lines.
Meanwhile John was rushing through the hotel he missed the lift so ran down the stairs nearly falling number of times.
"dude" randy orton shouted as John barged past him in the hotel lobby
"im sorry"
"what's the rush"
"ill explain later ive gotta go" John shouted as he pushed the door open nearly knocking several people over randy chuckled as he watched John dodge everyone calling out sorry every two seconds. He new he was in a rush when he completely ignored his fans waiting for him outside, did he have a meeting with Vince, pick his parents up from the airport because they were visiting what ever it was it was important if he was rushing around like he was.
Mickie on the other hand was sat in catering at the arena eating some breakfast she got cooked for her flicking through a magazine reading up on the latest celebrity gossip. Some she really didnt care about other's she read the whole article not just looking at the pictures and the captions they had. Mickie checked the time and decided to take a slow walk towards the room. She stood up took her plate and culturally to the trays.
"was it ok for you mickie" the chef called out
"gorgeous George" she called back with a smile
"thank you"
"your welcome"
"any time"
mickie smiled and made her way out the catering room.
John made a quick stop at the coffee shop and he was thankful he flirted with the young women at the desk the day before because she called him up from the back of the cue.
"here's your usual john" the girl said clearly mesmerised by the man stood in front of her
"thank you Millie your a star" John leaned over the counter and kissed her cheek and rushed out again and ran down the street back to his car he jumped up put the cups on the passenger side and drove off towards the arena hopefully making it in time to meet mickie for his script reading.
Mickie was walking down the halls she spotted John waiting outside ready to hand her she walked up to him and took the coffee "thank you" she walked in and sat down at the table and flicked to where they left off last time "who's Millie and why does she want me to call her" mickie said turning the coffee cup to John with the name and number on the side
"um" John said scratching his head "that was originally cup"
"and im drinking your coffee why?" mickie asked
"because your coffee spilled"
mickie nodded and sipped it "so you drink unsweetened cinnamon light soy lattes"
"i do, its like Christmas in a cup"
"is that a coincidence"
"incredibly it is I wouldn't just drink the same coffee you drink just in case yours spills that would be pathetic" picks up a script "where were we?" he asked as he sat down
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