Disclaimer: I do not own anything dealing with WWE or any song lyrics that is used as a muse. I also do not own the rights to any products or persons mentioned in the story as well.

Warning: There is harsh language and adult themes as well as Slash between some of the characters (mostly M/M).

Chapter Four

Alex stared at his phone. He wanted to call Dwayne badly, but he didn't have the courage. He would listen to the older man's message over and over just to hear his voice. Alex put his phone up and stared outside.

It had been three weeks since the date and Alex was confused on what to do. Randy's conversation stuck with him. On one hand, he knew that he loved Mike as a brother and still wanted his friendship with the older man. On the other hand, he wanted to see where things between Dwayne and him would go. Since it seemed that Dwayne was out of Alex's life, Mike let his protege back into the fold.

Alex was happy to be back by Mike's side, but he was really sad as well. He couldn't understand why his friend didn't want him to be happy.

"What are you doing?" Mike asked as he walked into the room.

"People watching," Alex replied.

"You're turning into Punk."

Alex smiled. "Sometimes, it's just fun to watch people go by...wondering about their lives."

"Most live boring lives."

"I sometimes wished I live a boring life."

Mike laughed. "Please, if you decided to be a businessman or lawyer or teacher, you would have never met me."

"There is a give and take to life. If I lived like them, I would have a nine to five job, married to a man, adopt a kid or two, have a pet dog or cat, two-story house with a white picket fence, and be happy I guess."

"Where are you getting at?"

"I don't know. Just thinking."

Mike stared at his friend. "So...what do you think about going on a date tonight after Raw?"

"With you and Cena? No, thank you."

"No, I got you a date."

Alex stared at him. "Seriously?"

"Yeah. I mean, a handsome guy like you should have someone in your life."

What about Dwayne?, Alex thought.

"I'm thinking someone who has class, style, a flair for life...foreign."

Dwayne?

"I know how you feel about blind dates, but I'm sure that you'll love this guy."

Alex nodded. "I really do hate blind dates."

"I know, but go on this one for me, okay?"

"Fine. If I hate the date, no more blind dates."

"Okay."

"Besides, setting me up on this date because I'm single...this doesn't have to do with the Rock, does it?"

Mike stared at his friend. "I don't like the Rock, okay. I don't want him hurting you. You deserve better than him."

Alex studied his mentor.

"The Rock would have just ended up hurting you. He would have used you and left you."

Alex nodded. "I'm going to take a quick shower before we have to head out to Raw."

"Okay...we do have a few hours though."

"Yeah, but I was thinking about going out and getting some more puzzle books."

Mike tilted his head.

"The Rock gave them to me as a gift."

The older man nodded.

Alex smiled and went to take a shower.

Mike stared at the door. When he heard the shower going, he picked up Alex's phone. He looked through his messages, phone calls, and voice mails.

"Hi, Kevin. It's me. Call me when you get a chance."

Mike's eyes grew wide. He pulled the phone away from his ear and stared at the device. He listened again to make sure he wasn't hearing things. He just held the phone. He listened in again and again.

"What are you doing?" Alex asked as he came out of the bathroom, body still glistened with water and a towel wrapped around his waist.

The older man slowly turned to him.

"Are you listening to my messages?"

"Why do you still have his message on your phone?"

Alex blinked several times.

"Why?"

"I'll erase, okay?"

"Why do you still have his message?"

The younger man worked his jaw back and forth. "I said that I'll erase it." He went over to Mike and grabbed his phone.

"Why?"

"I thought about calling him, okay? But didn't because I care about you." Alex stared at his phone and erased the message. He even took off Dwayne's number. "Happy?"

Mike stared at him. "You deserve better than him."

"I know, Mike." Alex went over to his bags and got out a pair of jeans, boxers, socks, and T-shirt.

"You'll really like this guy I set you up with."

Alex nodded as he dressed.

"I'm looking out for you, Kevin."

"I know Mike." The younger man finished and stood up. "I'm going to the bookstore. Could you please pick out my suit for the show?"

"Sure," Mike replied.

"Thanks." He smiled at Mike and left.

Alex stood in the elevator, blinking back the tears. The doors opened and in walked Randy.

"What's wrong?" the Greek god asked.

Alex shook his head.

"I'm on your side, remember?"

"Mike made me erase Dwayne's message and number."

The Viper slowly exhaled.

"I didn't think he'll invade my privacy like that, but he did." He began to wipe his eyes. "Sorry."

"It's okay." Randy stared at him. "Where ya heading off to?"

"Bookstore."

"I'll go with ya."

"You don't have to."

"I want to. In fact, I'll drive."

The elevator came to a stop at the lobby and both men walked out. Alex felt a bit better. Both men walked out of the hotel with several eyes following after them.

"What up with that, bro?" Zack asked Evan.

The shorter man shook his head. "Randy doesn't like anyone not in his inner circle of friends."

"So weird."

Evan nodded.

Alex and Randy spent thirty minutes in the bookstore before Randy took him to the Apple Store.

"Why are we here?" Alex asked.

"Getting you an iPhone," Randy replied.

"But I already have one."

Randy turned to Alex and smiled. "Mark and I talked about you and Dwayne. He's backing you two as well. After you told me what happened, I let Mark know. He suggested getting you a new phone and putting you on our plan so Mike will be in the dark. You already have a white iPhone. Get the black one and keep it hidden."

Alex laughed.

"Black...little dirty secret."

Alex nodded. "I'll pay you guys for my part of the bill."

Randy smiled.

"If the heat is on, would you mind keeping my phone?"

"I wouldn't mind."

"Thank you."

They went about getting a new phone for Alex and went to the arena for the show. It was a typical show. After which, Alex got ready for his blind date. He made sure to get to the restaurant early.

"Alex," a man greeted.

The younger man looked up. "Alberto?"

The Mexican smiled. "You look beautiful."

"You look...wonderful."

The man sat down. "How are you tonight?"

"I'm doing well. Thank you for asking."

The date went on with Alex feigning interest. It was clear to him that the Mexican was smitten. After the date, they stood outside Alex's room.

"So, I had a good time and I hope you did as well," Alberto said.

"I did," Alex said.

"I hope that we can do this again."

"We'll see."

Alberto smiled and pinned Alex against the door as he kissed him. Alex was shocked at the action. He blinked several times when Alberto pulled away.

"Sorry, I hope I didn't overstep my boundaries," Alberto said.

"It-it's fine," Alex replied. "Unexpected but fine."

"I hope for another date." Alberto pecked Alex's cheek before he left.

Alex stood there for a long while before going into his room. He quickly went to the bathroom, took a shower, and brushed his teeth. He came back out and dressed in his sleeping clothes.

There was a knock on the door and he went to answer it.

"Hey, Randy," Alex greeted.

"Come to my room," the Viper said before leaving.

The blond nodded and got his personal items before following him. They got to Randy's suite and sat down.

"How was the blind date?" Randy asked.

"How did you know about that?" Alex questioned.

"Please, I'm Randy Orton. I know lots of things."

Alex sighed. "It was a date. Just dinner. No sparks...no nothing."

Randy nodded. "Here."

The blond looked at his little dirty secret and took it.

"I programmed his number for you."

Alex smiled. "Thank you."

"Use the extra room."

"Thanks again." Alex went to the extra room and closed the door. He walked over to the bed and stared at his phone. He pulled up the number and stared at it. He knew the number by heart.

"This is Dwayne 'The Rock' Johnson. If you can smell what I'm cooking, then leave me a message."

"Hi, I got a new number. Sorry, I haven't called you. Been dealing with some things. I hope to hear from you soon," Alex said. He hung up the phone and sat there. He said lowly to himself, "He's not going to call."

The blond got up and went to the door. His hand gripped the doorknob just as his phone rang.

"Hello?"

"Hi," Dwayne greeted. "I just got you message. I was starting to wonder."

"Sorry about that."

"Not a problem."

"I hope that I wasn't disturbing you."

"That's fine. I was just going down to sleep."

"Sorry."

"Hey...it's okay. I was hoping to hear from you for a while now."

Alex went back to the bed and laid down. "I'm sorry. I debated about calling you time and time again. I listened to your voice mail like three times a day."

"Really?"

"Yeah. Then, Mike got a hold of my phone and made me erase the message and your number."

"Is that why you have a new number?"

"Well, Randy took me to get a new phone. I still have my old one, but this one will be private."

"Okay. How was your night?"

"Besides getting molested by Alberto Del Rio, good now that I'm talking with you."

"What?"

"Mike set me up on a blind date and I went to placate him. I was so bored. Then, we got back to the hotel and he raped my mouth. I took a shower afterward."

Dwayne laughed.

Alex smiled and bit the tip of his tongue.

Randy looked in on him and smiled.