I'M FINALLY WRITING! WOHOOOOOO, sorry it took so long.
Song: Waiting by Not Forgotten
Disclaimer: I do not own anyone but my own characters.
Recap: Rachel was about to put the beer bottle to her lips when it was took out of her hands. She turned around and saw Cena holding HER beer. Nobody touched HER beer! Nobody! She stood up and snatched the beer away. Rachel glared at Cena one last time before everything turned blurry.
Next Morning (I'm making this chapter in first person POV)
I woke up in a nice and fluffy bed, yep nice and fluffy. Wait, fluffy, oh shit! I looked around the room, how come I don't remember having ANY of this crap in my room, and didn't I clean my hotel room before leaving to bar? I could have sworn I did, and there was a balcony, yet none right now. Oh my god, there's an arm around me. Ok one question is answered I'm in his room…I hope it's a he. But now there is a new question: who is he? Dear lord, I pray it's a he. Turning slowly I came to face the one and only JOHN CENA! What the fuck? Cena, I slept with CENA! No way, no way in hell, no I couldn't have. I was too drunk…but that's not a good excuse. Ahhhhhh crap, here comes the headache. Roughly I grabbed my head, which in the process made HIM wake up. I heard Cena groan.
"Oh you're up?" I heard him ask in a sleepy tone and a BIT too loud, so I groaned in response.
He stood up and went to the bathroom. By the way did I mention he looks hot in boxers…no wait Rachel snap out of it, Cena is your enemy. That I slept with…may be I didn't. I mean I'm not naked, wait am I? I look under the covers to find myself wearing my undies and Cena's shirt. Crap….
"Here you go" I looked at Cena and to what he was handing me.
Ok, he is being nice and…giving me pills to calm my hangover. I took the pills gratefully and gulped down them down.
"Thanks Cena, you're not such a bad guy"
"No problem, but you really should go back to sleep, you had a hard night." After he said my mind went blank.
The only thing I could think of doing is standing up and slapping him across his damn face. But instead I said thank you as generously as possible. Then I stood up grabbed my pants that were lying on the chair. Ignoring my throbbing head, I marched toward Cena and looked him square in the eyes.
"I thought you were nice, for a second, a tiny second I thought you weren't some pervert who goes around taking advantage of drunken girls and screwing them. I guess I was wrong, not the first time it happened. I told you Cena, DON'T EVER TOUCH ME, but again you disobeyed my request. So now I will make YOUR life a living hell. By the way, I hope you lose your title to H."
Just as I was about to leave I punched him in the gut and left.
That's it, I know I made you wait really long and it ended up short but teachers are stupid and assign too much hw. I'll try and update through the week, no promises, and it might be short. I luv you all.
