Halley woke up early the next morning to an unbelievable warmth around her. Smiling to herself, she snuggled deeper into it, resting her head against a well muscled chest. She felt and heard a rumbling chuckle come from within in that chest, making her smile again.

"Morning Love," she heard a deep voice say softly to her, as warm, muscular arms tightened around her. Looking up she met the beautiful eyes of Wade Barrett. "Sleep well?"

"I did. I was surrounded by muscular warmth. What girl wouldn't sleep well?" she smiled at him. "I was worried I'd wake up and all of that would've been a dream. I'm glad it wasn't."

"Funny you should say that. I was worried about the same thing," he smiled at her. "Lucky for both of us it wasn't. So what are your plans for the day?"

"Breakfast, gym, lunch, nap, dinner, Raw, bed," she said making him chuckle. "Other than that I'm free. What about you?"

"'Bout the same. Maybe we could do it together. Maybe throw a little site seeing in there somewhere? What do you think?"

"Sounds great!" she said jumping up out of bed pulling Wade with her. "Let's get dressed and go. There's this little diner I wanna try down the street."

"Hold on Love. Remember I still have to go to my room and shower and change," he said laughing at how hyper she was. He was glad she was so eager to spend the day with him. "Go ahead and get ready. I'll go to my room and get ready and I'll meet you back here. Ok?"

Halley pouted a little, "Ok…. But hurry up. I'm really excited to spend some more one on one time with you." Wade smiled at her cuteness.

"I won't be long. I promise." He leaned forward and kissed her nose, making her blush and giggle. He then dressed and left her to start getting ready. Moments after Wade left, Halley's phone went off letting her know she had a text message. Picking her phone up she saw she had a text from John. She hesitated opening it, but after a momentary internal argument with her self she opened the message.

Message from JC: Hey. Wanna meet up for lunch later?

Sighing, she wasn't sure what to answer. She was really looking forward to spending the day with Wade, but she also felt the sooner she hashed things out with John the better…

Message to JC: Well I kind of already made plans, but can I let you know? I'll see if I can rearrange my schedule today.

Message from JC: Yea let me know if ur better offers from Nexus fall through. I'll gladly be ur back up plan.

Message to JC: WTF is ur problem?

Message from JC: Nuthin… forget it

Message to JC: Where r u?

Message from JC: Down the hall.

Halley froze. How long had he been there? Had he seen Wade leave? She sent a quick text to Wade telling him something came up and to give her an hour and she'd tell him later. Walking to her door she threw it open and stepped out looking down the hall. She saw John leaning up against the wall almost at the end of the hallway, his head lowered with his phone in his hand, waiting.

"John!" Halley yelled getting his attention, "Get your ass in here!" He slowly made his way down the hall looking like a child about to get a lecture from his parents. She stepped back to let him in the door and shut it behind him. Turning to face him he was finally looking up at her meeting her gaze. His expression was hard to read. "Let me ask you again. What's your problem?"

"Why did Barrett leave your room this morning in the same clothes he wore last night, with a huge smile on his face?" He asked angrily. She could now see the hurt and frustration in his eyes.

"What's it to you John?"

"Just find it kind of interesting that only a few days ago you were professing your undying love for me and throwing yourself at me. Now you're having dinner with Nexus and the next morning Wade Barrett is leaving your hotel room." He mocked her. She didn't know how she had lost control so quickly, but anger flooded her and she snapped, slapping John across the face shocking them both. She quickly regained her composer and began screaming at him.

"You fucking ass hole! How dare you throw my feelings for you back in my face! Congratulation that's twice in the last 24 hours. You made it perfectly clear that my feelings don't mean dick to you. So don't start acting like you do just because my attention has been drawn in a different direction. What? Do you think I'm gonna follow you around like some love-sick puppy and wait for the day you finally return my feelings if you ever do? If that's what you think you can go straight to hell and take that slut that you're marrying with you." She had never blown up at John like that. They had always had a great friendship and never fought like this. Sure they had their disagreements, but this was, by far, the worst.

John stammered when he was finally able to talk, "W-Why Barrett? Out of everyone in this company. Why him? Hennigan's been interested in you for months. Same with Ted, Cody, Mike, and Nick. Why not one of them?

"What now I have to date someone John Cena approved?" She rolled her eyes. "I've got a better idea. Why don't you write down everyone's name, that you approve of, on little slips of paper, we'll toss them in your Cenation hat, I'll pick one out to date, and we'll call it a day?" The sarcasm dripping from her mouth like venom.

"That's not what I meant. I just don't get what you see in that guy." John sighed in frustration. What was so great about Barrett, that his best friend would stoop to dating him?

"I see a lot in him John. He's sweet, funny, caring, fun to be around, great to talk to, handsome, and his best characteristic…" she struggled with the next words knowing that they would cut him deeply. "He's not John Cena."

John felt like she had slapped him again, "What the hell is wrong with me?"

"Funny I've been asking myself the same question since last night when you told me you were getting married." She snarled at him. "You asked me so I'll ask you. Why her John?" she whisper sitting on the bed, "Why her?"

"Because I love her," They both knew he was lying.

"The least you could do is be honest with me," She said starting to get choked up.

"I can't tell you. You'll hate me for it Hal." He said sitting next to her.

"Well I'll tell you something you'll hate me for if you tell me something and we can go on with our day hating each other," she smirked slightly.

"Nothing you could tell me, could make me hate you. You go first."

"Well, last night when I went to dinner with Nexus, it was a business dinner," she winced. She heard John sigh, then felt him wrap his arm around her pulling her close.

"Tell me you didn't."

"I did."

"Why would you do that? Do you have any idea what that'll do to your career. You're gonna be a heel now. You've never been a heel. Does Vince know yet?

"No. We're gonna pitch him the idea tonight. I just feel I'm ready for a change. Tonight could possibly be my last night on Raw as the co-face of the WWE," she gave him a watery smile. Which he didn't returned. "I guess there is something that could make you hate me, huh?"

John didn't speak for a few minutes. He was at a complete loss. She was suppose to be his, not The Nexus' and certainly not Barrett's. He couldn't take this. His anger was beginning to really build inside him and he was shaking. "What the hell are you thinking? Are you that pissed at me, that you're this desperate to get away from me?" His voice was low and almost menacing.

"This has nothing to do with you John. This is about me trying to go a different direction with MY career. Do you get that? Its MY career. Not your's, so I'll do whatever I want with it. If you'd give them a chance, you'd see they're great guys…"

"I DON'T WANT TO GIVE THEM A CHANCE! Do you get that?" John yelled out in frustration. "How can you be this naïve and stupid? They're using you. They need the publicity, so they're gonna go for the easy target. The most popular female in wrestling today…. Possibly ever. How do you not see this?"

"I don't see it, because its not there. I have a much better sense of people than you do John. I have not picked up a sense of greed from them. Honestly I think they really just want to make some friends in this company. Which you have made impossible for them."

"You know what, forget it. I can see I've already lost you to them. Imagine that. My best friend won't even listen to reason from me. Well how about I make it easier for you? This?" He pointed back and forth between the two of them, "You and me? We're done. Now you can focus on your new friends. Good-bye Halley."

"That's it? You're just gonna throw away our friendship, because I've made some new career decisions that don't involve you?" Halley began crying. She didn't want to lose John's friendship, he was still her best friend. But she also wouldn't beg. "Fine. I guess I see how much you really cared about me. I was just someone to string along with you that had your back."

"Halley…." John began.

"No John… I get it now. I was just John Cena's groupie and/or lackey all this time. Its never been about friendship, because a friend, a real friend, wouldn't be doing this to me right now. So fine. We're done. Its been nice doing business with you. There's the door. Don't let it hit you on the ass on the way out….. And Fuck you!" Halley turned away from John and continued doing what she had been before he had texted her.

John stood there dumbfounded. He hadn't expected that. He had thought she would fight with him about keeping the friendship intact, but she had done just the opposite. She ended it herself. He turned from her and walked to the door. What had he done? He reached for the door knob and stopped. If he was leaving, he'd go out with a bang. Turning back around and marching to her, he spun her around and wrapped his arms around her. As if in slow motion she watched as John lowered his lips to hers and kissed her passionately. Almost as soon as it began, he pulled away. Without saying another word he turned from her and walked out of the room.

Halley began crying again. Why did he have to do that? She fell down on the bed. Why did he have to go and kiss her? Covering her face with her hands. Why couldn't he have just left? Now she didn't know what to feel. Now she realized she had been wrong. She wasn't over John Cena. As a matter of fact, she was far from it.

A/N: R & R. J