Hey everyone!! You missed Randy in the last chapter, didn't you.. Well, he's in here.. just a little bit.. Don't worry, there will be more of him and the rest of the gang in the upcoming chapters.. duh.. Anyway, so here's chapter 7. ENJOY!
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All We Are
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Chapter 7: Please Don't Hate Me
Logan ignored the DO NOT RUN signs posted all over the walls as she sprinted down the hallway. She ignored the weird looks that some of the staff gave her as she passed them. All she could think about was finding the right door, and…Bingo!
She read the words on the door over and over again to confirm that she had indeed found the correct locker room. Nodding to herself, she opened the door and stepped in.
"Hey, has anyone seen John—"
"LOGAN!" Logan's eyes widened as she realized that half the men in the locker room were completely naked and glaring at her.
"Oh my god. I'm so sorry!" She said, her hands automatically reaching up to cover her eyes.
She heard a familiar chuckle near her as the person led her back outside. "Wait here," she heard the familiar voice say as the locker room door closed behind her.
Logan uncovered her eyes and rested against the wall. She straightened up a while later just as the locker room door opened, but she was disappointed to find that it was not John. "Randy?"
The shirtless wrestler turned to face her and gave her an apologetic smile. "Sorry Logan, but John left the locker room a while ago."
Logan's face fell. "Oh no…" She said softly, sadly. "I was supposed to meet him. But I lost track of time…" She looked up at Randy tearfully. "We were supposed to go on a date tonight, but now he's not here. Oh, I hope he doesn't hate me for not showing up," she worried.
"Hey," Randy said, in hopes of cheering her up, "he's not gonna hate you," he let a small smile form on his face. "It was an honest mistake. Besides, I think he likes you too much to ever really hate you," he broke out into a grin once he caught a glimpse of a hopeful smile on Logan's face.
"Really?" Logan asked softly, and Randy nodded.
"You know, if you leave now, you might still be able to catch him in the parking lot," Randy added.
Logan smiled brightly and hugged him. "Thanks, Randy!....Ewww!" She made a face once she realized that Randy still hadn't showered from his match and was covered in sweat.
Randy laughed out loud as he watched Logan take off towards the parking lot.
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John shook his head as he threw his duffel bag into the trunk of his rented SUV. He really wasn't expecting to be leaving the arena alone, but he seriously could not find Logan anywhere. He just didn't get; Logan told him that she really did like him. And she sure didn't look like she was lying when she agreed to go on a date with him. So why hadn't she shown up?
"Well, I can't do anything about it now," he said aloud to himself to feel better.
Just as he slammed the trunk door closed, he heard someone calling out for him. "Hey John!" He groaned and resisted the urge to acknowledge it. Why did the fans have to bug him now, when all he wanted to do was just leave? He reached for the driver's side door handle. "John, wait!" The voice got louder, and John cursed under his breath. He really couldn't avoid it now.
John turned around, preparing to force a smile onto his face, but was shocked to see who it was that was running towards him. "Logan?"
Logan came to a halt right in front of him, resting her hands on her knees as she tried to catch her breath. John opened his mouth to question her, but she had motioned with her hand to give her a second. Logan, although doubled over and panting hard, was breathing slower by the second. Soon, she was able to straighten up and look up at John, although slightly flustered. "John, I'm…so…sorry," Logan finally said between breaths.
John rested a hand on Logan's shoulder to steady her. "Don't worry about it," he reassured her before frowning at her curiously. "What happened to you?"
Logan gazed at him apologetically. "Frankie was going through some issues and he needed me there because he wanted to vent about it and we were eating and talking and I lost track of time, and by the time I got to the locker room, Randy said you had already gone." Logan explained as quickly as possible, taking a deep breath once she was done speaking. "I'm sorry I kept you waiting. I didn't mean to stand you up…" Her face started to form a pout as she gave him her most saddest-looking puppy eyes. "Please don't hate me."
John chuckled softly at her expression, pulling her towards him and wrapping his arms around her. "Come on, Logan… I could never hate you," he whispered to her. "You had somewhere else to be, I can understand that," he said sincerely. "It's too late to go somewhere right now, but we can postpone our date," he suggested, pulling back to look at her hopefully. "That is, if you still want to have one…"
"Yes, of course!" Logan answered quickly, nodding her head fervently.
"Alright," John grinned, and the two fell into an awkward silence once again. "So," John started, motioning his head towards his SUV. "Need a ride?"
"Oh," Logan's face fell at the hopeful look John was giving her again. "Sorry, John, but I left Frankie and Joanie waiting for me inside…"
John's head slightly lowered in disappointment. "I see," he said, smiling lightly. "You better hurry back in or else they'll think I kidnapped you," he tried to joke, causing Logan to smile. He rested a hand on the side of her face, to which she instinctively leaned towards. "I'll see you tomorrow, okay?"
Logan nodded, smiling. "Okay."
John leaned forward, and Logan's breath caught in her throat. Just as his lips were about to touch hers, however, she had turned her head ever so slightly so that he ended up kissing her cheek instead. John pulled away chuckling, a dimpled smile on his face. "Good night, Logan," he bid her as he got into the driver's seat.
"Night," she smiled weakly, trying to hide the blush on her face. She silently watched as John's SUV pulled away, and she turned back towards the arena to look for her friends.
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"What happened to you?" Frankie and Joanie questioned as they ran into Logan in the hallway. The three headed towards the parking lot so that they could finally head back to the hotel.
Logan looked at her friends with wide eyes. "Nothing," she simply answered.
"Then why are you all red?" Joanie asked with a raise of an eyebrow. Logan, who didn't know she was still flushed from before, turned a darker shade of red.
"Well, I was running," she tried to reason. "I had to look for John…"
And that was the word that they were looking for. Joanie and Frankie glanced at each other with knowing looks. "John." They simply said before busting out into fits of laughter.
"Please tell me you did not just have a quickie in one of these rooms," Frankie teased.
"Eww! No!" Logan denied, frowning at her two laughing friends.
"So then explain to us what exactly was so important that you had to walk out on us just to go running for John," Joanie started, and the look on her face told Logan that anything she said would be amusing to her.
"You guys are gonna kill me," Logan pouted. That statement alone caused the other two's laughter to die down and give her a serious look. When they said nothing, Logan continued. "So earlier today, John asked me to go on a date with him after the Bash," at this point, the other two gasped in excitement, but Logan ignored them. "But where was I after the Bash? With you two… So I had to look for him and explain to him why I accidentally stood him up…"
"Logan!" Joanie punched her in the arm. "If you had somewhere else to go, you should have just gone."
"But Frankie was distraught!" Logan replied. "I didn't want to leave if you needed me there," she said, directing her gaze at Frankie.
Frankie chuckled. "If I knew you were going on a date with Cena tonight, I would have survived without you," he told her. "Logan, Logan, Logan…" He said, shaking his head softly, patting her on the arm.
Logan pouted. "I'm sorry I'm not good at this dating stuff, okay?"
Joanie grinned as she and Frankie linked arms with her. "Which is why you're so lucky to have us, the dating experts, as your best friends."
Logan rolled her eyes, allowing herself to laugh. "Oh geez.."
"Don't worry, Logan," Joanie reassured her. "You'll catch on quickly—the do's and don'ts of dating… Rule number one: never ditch on a first date…especially if it's with John Cena…"
Logan smacked herself on her forehead. "Okay, I get it. I was stupid."
"Very stupid," Joanie added.
"Shut up, Joanie."
"Yeah, Joanie, shut up."
The three friends playfully bickered all the way to the hotel room, their previous problems soon forgotten.
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