Kidnapped

A WWE Fan Fiction Story

Authors Note: I hope you all enjoy the story, I do not own any thing about the WWE.

Chapter 4:

I let Stu's words settle in my mind for a moment before looking at him with confusion.

"What do you mean, What are you going to do?" I folded my arms and bit my bottom lip, hoping that he wasn't going to say some thing I wouldn't like. He chuckled and leaned down closer to me in almost a seductive tone.

" I'm going to help you woo Orton!" What? I was speechless He started to walk away, but I followed after swiftly to keep up with him.

"What?"

"You heard me" He walked around a few tables and I still followed hoping he'd give me the answer I wanted to hear.

"Ok, but why? Whats in it for you, and what makes you think I want your help?" My pride and stubbornness was now shinning through and I could tell he found that rather amusing.

He finally stopped walking and looked back at me. I wasn't expecting him to stop so suddenly that I walked into his rock hard toned chest.

"Omph... uh sorry" I clumsily apologized, but he sat down and ushered me to do so as well , which I did, after I hesitated a bit.

"Relax Jamie, you are too high strung, has anyone ever told you to chill out?" Actually a lot of people have told me that. That should be me catch phrase 'I need to chill out' "I want to help you because I think you are a sweet girl, mind you very odd and abrupt, but I can work with that. I know Randy quite well, and I know how not to act in front of a man to get him to notice you. I for one would find it a fun challenge to make you perfect for him." I raised an eyebrow at him and this seemed to make him chuckle. "Besides I promised to make it up to you for messing up your evening with my silly kidnapping, though it did give you the chance to be Randy Orton's damsel in distress for a night." He did have point, and what could it hurt any way. It seemed a bit far fetched but I still needed to think about it. I am a fan, and super stars did not fall for nobody fan girls.

I took a deep breathe.

"I'll think about it" He stood up patting me on the back.

"Don't think too hard, the longer you wait the harder it will be. My offer is sincere Jamie" I watched him walk away, as I sipped the last of my rum and coke.

Do I want Stu's help at a chance with Randy? Is that insane? Is he setting me up? How do I even know that I can trust him? These were the questions running through my head.

"Jamie!" I was started from my thoughts and nearly jumped out of my skin when Kate came up and sat next to me.

"Kate you scared me!" She was smirking at me while sipping on a new drink;this on was blue with a little umbrella in it.

"Sorry, you will never believe who I was just talking to!"

"Who?" I was actually curious.

"Mike Mizain... The Miz!" She couldn't contain her smile playing at her lips. She had always had the biggest crush on him, he was her Randy Orton. "He invited me back to his hotel room for drinks after the party." I raised my eyebrows in shock.

"Kate... be careful.." I started to say ,but was cut off but her.

"I know what you're going to say Jam, but not everyone can be as cautions as you when it comes to taking chances. Please don't take this the wrong way, but I don't want to spend my life in a fantasy like you do." I was not expecting that. Did I really not take chances? I just nodded not quite knowing what to say, still quite stunned. "So... I wont be needing a ride back with you." I stood up rather quickly, now feeling the aftermath of that drink I had. I needed air... to think. "Jam are you alright?"

"Yea I'm fine" I put on a big smile, and continued to back up. " I promise!" I lied of course.

I walked outside onto a patio, through sliding glass doors. I was looking out into a lighted garden. This evening I realized I don't want to spend the rest of my life wondering and in some sort of fantasy about what I wanted. I was so caught up in my thoughts that I hadn't noticed some one come stand next to me, until I heard a man clear his throat to get my attention. I was started and quickly turned to see non other than my fantasy... the man of my dreams standing right there; Randy Orton.

"Randy! I.. I mean hi" I was obviously nervous.

"Hi" I smiled. "So listen I feel really bad"

"Why?"

"I'm not a very good host, or at least I haven't been tonight. I had no idea I'd get dragged away so much, and I'm sorry"

"Oh, you don't have to apologize its ok" He took my hand, and I instantly felt my whole body get warmer and felt my cheeks flush.

"Come dance with me" did I just hear him correctly?

"What?" he chuckled

"Come on Jamie Boggs I owe you a dance"

I let Randy guide me onto the dance floor as a familiar song played through out the room; Sway by Micheal Buble. The song seemed to be perfect, and in that moment dancing with Randy felt perfect. I felt like time had stopped, thought the song had ended, and Randy placed a gentle kiss on my hand.

"Thank you" I said as both Randy and I stared at each other. I felt my heart beat faster, and I got really nervous. "I have to go" I said all too quickly and made my way out of there and to my car.

Perhaps I do need help... Stu's help!