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I sat in the room for about a half an hour before John came back in. He sat next to me on the couch and he wrapped his hand inside mine. I put my head on his shoulder and we just sat there for a while. It was nice, I knew we were going to have to talk sooner or later about things, but right now it was nice the way we were.
"So Elle, I want to know more about you." I sat up and looked at him while biting my lip.
"What do you want to know?" I ask before rearranging my hair. I was getting nervous because I really didn't want to let my bag of crazy out on him just yet, maybe I should wait a while, but I guess if he wants to know, I could tell him some things.
"Well you know basically everything about me like my favorite color, or my favorite food, my favorite movie, favorite book. I don't know anything like that about you." Those were pretty easy questions and I was happy to answer.
"My favorite color is purple; I am actually obsessed with it, whatever I can buy that's purple the better. Let's see, oh, my favorite food is chicken parm with angel hair pasta I actually love the whole wheat pasta the best, ooh or maybe spinach pasta. Gosh talking about food is making me hungry." I placed my hand on my stomach and he just laughed. "So my favorite movie is a tossup between The Blind Side and the first Wolverine movie. My favorite book, well I love The Princess Bride, but I just read The Help, and it's amazing. I love to read, I basically read anything, and it's my favorite thing to do besides writing."
"That reminds me, when am I going to get to read one of your stories?" He asks and I just throw my head back and smile.
"The day one of them gets published!" I say as I adjust myself to sit on my knees and face him.
"Come on, I read some of one of them. You say they are about your life, that way I can learn about you while reading your amazing stories." He smiled but I just shook my head. He kept trying to read my stories, I do not like people reading them, and they are so personal.
"I know but I have other stories that aren't about my life, the ones about my life, I only wrote for a creative outlet to release my feelings. I have a problem expressing what's on my mind and it just builds up inside of me until I explode. So that's how I cope."
"Are there any about me." He said raising his eye brows, I blushed and turned my head.
"Maybe, there is one about this girl, who has a pig headed boss, who keeps leading her on." I say with a devious smile forming on my face.
"Oh yeah, well what happens to them?" He asks.
"Well you see, the boss is so blind, he didn't realize what he had in front of him, until it was almost too late. She was almost done with him completely until he realized he was so stupid and he swept her off her feet. Then they lived happily ever after, with a few problems along the way." His face became serious; he knew I was actually relating to what was going on, he probably figured that none of that part was actually written yet, because it wasn't.
"I'm sorry for leading you on, and not realizing that it's you and it's always been you." I smiled and draped my legs across his lap and he pulled me on it. I wrapped my arms around his neck and his arm was holding my back. I kissed his forehead and closed my eyes.
"It's fine, what matters now is that we are finally together, and were happy. You're happy right?" He looked up at me and looked at me like I was crazy.
"Of course I'm happy. You make me happy again. When you walk into a room it's like my day gets one hundred times better, the energy you give off just makes everyone want to smile." He was so kind. He knew how to make me feel better about myself. There was no way I could be happier then I am right now.
I pressed my lips upon John's and gave a small smile. His hands cupped my face as we deepened the kiss. It's like every time we kiss fireworks went off in my head, it was a spark of electricity flowing through my body.
There was a knock on the door, but we ignored it, continuing our kissing. Unfortunately the door swung open and when I looked up Phil was standing there with a confused look on his face.
"Oh, sorry. I didn't mean to walk in on you two love birds." Phil said sarcastically before walking out. I sighed and John looked at me confused.
"Let me go talk to him." I said before giving him a peck on his lips and walking out of the dressing room. I could see Phil violently walking down the hallway in front of me, his fists were clenched and his body was stiff. I kept calling his name but he was ignoring me, I then went into a dead sprint and rammed my body into his causing us to fall onto the ground.
"What the hell?" He basically yelled in my face.
"What is your problem?" I demanded and he just rolled his eyes.
"My problem is I just got tackled to the ground for no reason." I shook my head and got up off of him. He stood up and began to walk away.
"Where are you going?" I asked.
"To my locker room, I didn't know I had to ask permission." He was being sarcastic with me.
"Phillip Brooks. If you do not tell me what is wrong right now, I will bend that thumb back and break it again." He turned around and I don't know what I saw in his eyes, but it looked like he was hurt.
"What's going on with you and Cena? I thought you were getting over him, now you are making out with him in his locker room?" I don't know where he was going with this, but he was pissing me off.
"He apologized to me for everything, and then he told me that he wants to be with me. I thought you would be happy for me?"
"What if he is just playing you like the other times, you are just going to get hurt like every other time." My throat was burning and I cannot believe that he was doing this to me; he was supposed to be my friend.
"Why can't you just be happy for me Phil? God damn it, you can never just support me and congratulate me, you have to go and make it seem like John is going to hurt me like every other time. It's different Punk, it really is." He just shook his head.
"It doesn't matter. Good luck with Cena." He brushed me off and walked away. I cannot believe he was doing this, how could he do this? God! Why does one thing have to ruin my amazing day? It always happens though, I can never be fully happy or fully satisfies with my life, something always had to go wrong.
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