A/N: This story got a lot more popular than I thought it would... well review!

A sudden noise made Mickie's eyes snap open. She pulled her self up and she leaned on her elbows then looked around the room to see where the noise came from. When she looked beside her side of the bed she saw John kneeling down trying to pick up something.

"Oh fuck." She heard him half mutter.

Mickie giggled then looked over to see what he was trying to pick up. "What are you doing?" Mickie asked.

John looked up at his girlfriend. "Morning sleepy head..." He paused. "I'm trying to pick up the bowl that I just dropped." He sighed.

"Why did you have a bowl?" Mickie asked with a yawn.

John smiled. "I was trying to make you breakfast in bed." John told her while trying to pick up one of the shards of glass.

"Aweh," Mickie gushed over the sweet deed almost done by her boyfriend. Mickie got up and tried to help John pick up the glass but he stopped her by putting his hand up.

"Halt, I the Johnantor command thee to stay." He said with the most serious facial expression that Mickie had ever seen in her life. She bursted out laughing, then fell backward onto her bed. "Was it really that funny...?"

Mickie nodded while still giggling. "Why don't you use a broom to clean it up, Johnny?"

John smacked his forehead then cursed. "Why didn't I think of that?" He paused. "Be right back, but don't get up, I don't want you to get hurt." He stood up and started walking out of the room.

"Yeah, its not like I'm a professional wrestler or anything." Mickie muttered before she got out of bed. She knelt down by the shards of glass and picked one up and examined it. "Oh John you broke my favorite bowl!" She said loud enough for him to hear. The glass slipped then cut her hand open, making her curse at the stinging.

John walked back into the room. "Sorry about your favorite-" He paused seeing the blood dripping from Mickie's hand. "Micks, I told you not to get out of bed." John jumped over the glass then led Mickie into the bathroom that's connected off of their bedroom. He turned the sink on the let Mickie's cut was out a little.

"The peroxide's in the cabinet..." Mickie said quietly. John nodded got the peroxide and washed out her cut, she gasped quietly at the stinging. Then John dried off her cut, grabbed a band-aid and covered her cut.

"All better." He told her after slapping the band-aid on. Mickie nodded then John kissed her check. "Get ready, were leaving earlier than I thought... we have to go out to breakfast now too so I don't break anything else."

Mickie laughed, "Can you grab my phone?" She asked.

John nodded, left the room then came back with Mickie's Samsung Gravity. "There you go, why don'tcha take a shower and get ready?"

"Are you saying that I smell?" Mickie asked placing her hands on her hips. She was joking of course.

John put his fingers on the bridge of his nose and nodded. "Yes, so do me a favor a take one." He joked back.

Mickie laughed. "Okay."

John turned around then walked back out of the bathroom, closing the door behind him.

Mickie checked her phone and saw that she had a text from Chris... Chris, her best friend and the man that could be the possible father of her child... suddenly Mickie didn't feel so happy anymore.

We need to talk. The text said, Mickie agreed they really really needed to talk. So she texted back Okay.

When are you free? He asked.

Tomorrow. She wrote back. He eventually texted back but she thought it was best to get ready so she ignored it... she promised herself that she would call him later on that night and they would work everything out then.

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During the day, John took Mickie out to Dunkin Donuts for coffee and donuts, then he took Mickie shopping, then they went to the park and to dinner. It was a fun day... it was days like these that made Mickie love John even more. When they got back to the house Mickie just about face planted onto their bed with a groan.

John laughed. "Long day for ya?"

Mickie nodded. "Fun though." She said when she rolled over to look at John. He was smiling.

"Good, I'm glad... I have to work out tomorrow though." He said with a sigh.

Mickie sighed herself. "Well, I'm sure one of the girls are in town so I can hang out with them."

John patted her head. "Good then that will give you something to do so you don't miss me so much."

Mickie rolled her eyes. "You're so cocky."

"You know you love it." He told her with a wink.

"I do..." She paused when she felt her phone vibrate in her pocket. She pulled it out and saw it was another text from Chris. Damnit, damnit, damnit, She thought. She had forgotten to call Chris... Well I guess its still not that late, She thought. "Um Ri, wants me to call her. Be right back." Mickie got up off of the bed and walked down stairs, she couldn't risk talking in the bathroom with the possibility that John would hear her.

She went into the downstairs laundry room and closed the door, then called Chris.

"Mickie, why the hell didn't you text back all day?" She heard from the other line when Chris answered the phone.

Mickie sighed. "Sorry, I spent the day with John... and I turned my phone off." She lied. She knew that Chris knew that she couldn't text him back because John would get jealous.

"Okay whatever... are we hanging out or not?" He demanded. He was pretty pissed off already that she hadn't texted him back, now he was getting more pissed that she was lying to him... She could at least admit why she didn't text back.

"We have too..." Mickie told him.

No shit Chris felt like saying... "Okay, I'll stop by your house tomorrow morning then we can go somewhere and talk."

"Oh no its fine... I'll just come by to your place." She didn't know what time John would be leaving and what time he would be back.

Chris sighed in frustration. "Okay fine, be here bright and early... we have a lot to cover."

"I know... see you then."

"Okay bye." Chris hung up before Mickie even got the chance to say goodbye. He was just so pissed over everything.

"Bye then." Mickie said sarcastically back to the dead line. She walked back upstairs to find John already asleep. She got into the bed and immediately drifted off into sleep, she was to tired not too. But before she fell to sleep she wondered what would await tomorrow and why Chris was being such an asshole... She was honestly kind of scared.

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