Make You Smile
Chapter Twelve
Wouldn't Get Far
She was so excited. Chris' parties were always fabulous. They were always fun and lots of stuff always happened. They were never boring as there were always the right number of people who came, so the party wouldn't die out or there were never too many for it to get out of control. Plus, since it was Chris' her boyrfriend, she'd also be part of the attention. She liked that.
She admired herself in the mirror of John's bathroom. She held the blue dress she had bought for Chris' party against her petite frame, and then swapped it over to another dress. She was so undecided. She loved the dress that she had picked out originally, but also loved the other dress she had picked out. Okay, so she had bought the blue one specifically but she didn't know. She became frustrated and tired of contemplating on which outfit to choose and hurried off to John's room.
"Jooohhnnn!" she wailed. "Help me I can't decide what to wear!"
John turned away from his open closet. He too had been studying his various shirts, undecided on what to wear that night.
"Don't tell me you still aren't ready," he smirked; noticing she was still wrapped in a towel and her hair was damp.
"Well clearly you aren't either!" she said, dropping her hip. She held out the two dresses. "Help me choose please!"
"Wait, didn't you buy that blue one coz of this party?" he asked.
"Yeah but I also like this one," she held the other dress out further. "That's why I need you to decide what looks better on me."
John studied the two outfits, imagining what each of them would look like on her. The other dress was one that he had seen before. He figured she'd worn it to another party or outing. It was black, and he remembered that it really complimented her figure. But he also remembered her saying that the black one made her look bottom heavy…or something like that. He didn't really think that was a problem.
The blue dress. The one she had bought specifically for the party, but probably had second thoughts about wearing it. It was shorter than the black one, but not too short. The colour would really go well with her skin tone, and make her legs looks stunning. However the black one had more of a plunging neck line and that was always good.
Okay, so he wasn't supposed to be making the decision based on that. It'd have to be the blue one, it was new and he hadn't seen her in it yet.
"Um…the blue one," he finally said and confirmed by nodding.
She turned the two dresses around so she could look at them herself. She eyed both of them and bit her lip. "You're right, the blue one's way better, and after all I did buy it for the party." She giggled and placed a sweet kiss on his cheek. "Thanks for your help J.C."
He watched her turn around and head back to the bathroom.
"Oh and I think you should wear the white shirt with the blue and pale stripes and stuff on it, ya know the one I gave to you last birthday," she called from the bathroom.
John chuckled and turned back to his closet, taking out the white shirt she had just described.
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Stacy awed at John and Trish. She thought they looked so cute coz they matched with the blue and all. She gave Randy a little whisper abuse as they got out of the car because he hadn't bothered to match her dress.
Trish rang the doorbell twice before Chris answered. He looked very handsome. He wore faded jeans, and a pale purple pin stripe shirt with the sleeves rolled up. Trish giggled when she noticed Chris had added a big buckled belt to his outfit.
She threw herself into his arms as he kissed her deeply. John brushed past them as he made his way into the house, followed by Stacy and Randy.
"Wow babe, you look amazing," Chris said, admiring his girlfriend.
Trish lightly slapped his chest. "Same to you, oh and Happy Birthday," she replied, quickly giving him another peck.
Chris grabbed her hand and led her to the main area, where everyone else was. Trish glanced around. There were a lot of people. Many of Chris' older friends, but she still recognised others. She gave small smile-greetings and waves as Chris pulled her towards the drinks area.
"Here babe, have a drink," he motioned to her and placed a hand on the small of her back. "Adam will look after you; he's mixing things up, yo." Adam gave a nod.
Trish grabbed a Cruiser. She wasn't ready to go heavy just yet. She spotted Stacy by the DJ and went over. Stacy was requesting songs that the DJ really didn't want to play. Trish chuckled and handed her a Cruiser.
"Leave the poor guy alone," she said as she dragged Stacy away by the hand.
"But I want to dance to 'Girlfriend!" Stacy whined. Trish rolled her eyes as she took a sip from her drink.
"So the party seems to be doing alright," Stacy yelled over the music.
"Yeah," Trish nodded. "I knew it would be though, Chris' are always really good. Heaps of hot guys too," she said, glancing around the room as she eyed off all of Chris' mates.
"Oh my god," Stacy nudged her. "You have a boyfriend, and this happens to be HIS party!" she laughed.
"I know, I know," Trish chuckled and took another sip. "But he doesn't have to know, it's not like I'm gonna jump into bed with any of them!"
Stacy chuckled. She looked around and came across the girls. She waved to their attention as they made their way over. Amy was wearing black skinny jeans and a tube top and killer heals. Candice and Torrie were in to-die-for dresses and Maria was…not with them.
"Oh my gosh Ames!" Trish squealed. "You look hot! But no dress?"
"Yeah, I thought I'd be different you know," she replied. "Unlike all you skimpy hoes in your vagina showing dresses," she chuckled, referring to them.
Trish glared at her as did the others. She looked at the other two friends. "Wow girls, you two look amazing as well!" she complimented. "Besides what Amy says, just coz she's jealous that Matt hasn't even noticed her.
Amy slapped Trish on the arm. "Fine, I'll have fun without you bitches!" she spat and walked off towards the bar.
"Yea we ended up swapping coz Torrie was complaining she had man shoulders in this one!" Candice pointed to the dress she was wearing totally ignoring Amy's bitch fit. The others laughed. Torrie shrugged.
"Its true, they were like Dave Batista man shoulders!" she shrieked.
"Torrie you could no way have Dave Batista man shoulders!" Chris said as he placed an arm around Trish's waist. "All you ladies are looking so fine!"
They all blushed. Trish decided to hang with Chris for a little while. She pulled him over to the couch and sat on his laps. John, Randy, Dave, Jeff and Matt were all seated there talking about random somethings that Trish couldn't really figure out.
Chris wrapped his arms around her waist as she leaned into him. She was getting a little bored of the boy talk. She wanted to dance! She eyed them all, picking out who would be her victim.
"Chris, dance with me?" she pouted. She turned around a little so she was facing him. He kissed her nose and gave her an apologetic look.
"Aw babe, we're talking about stuff at the moment," he slurred a little. It was obvious he had already had a fair bit to drink. She didn't think he dance great anyway being in the state he was.
"Fine," she turned around and pouted. She looked at the other guys, and each of the looked away awkwardly not wanting to get up from their position. "John? Please? Pretty please?"
As much as he didn't really want to, John could never say no to such a face. He sighed and got up, taking her hand and leading her to the dance floor. Trish was ecstatic.
Caroline! Caroline!
All the guys would say she's mighty fine
But mighty fine only got you somewhere half the time
And the other half either got you cursed out, or coming up short
Yeah, now dig this, even though (even though)
You'd need a golden calculator to divide (to divide)
The time it took to look inside and realize that
Real guys go for real down to Mars girls, yeah!
Trish wrapped her arms around John's neck as they danced together. They were use to dancing so close. She was grinding against him, and he was touching her back. Anyone who didn't know them would have seen it as romantic and sexual, but it was all too natural for them. He began to sing the lyrics to her as they danced.
I know you'd like to thank your shit don't stank
But lean a little bit closer
See that roses really smell like boo-boo
Yeah, roses really smell like boo-boo
Trish giggled. John was so cute. He loved it when he sang to her. He was like the only one that did. She thought it was adorable.
"Do you really think that i think my shit don't stank?" Trish said to him as he sang.
"Yes," he said and kissed her nose. "But i also think you're mighty fine," he winked at her.
As the song began to fade, the pair was cut off by Chris' hand on John's shoulder. He immediately pulled away from Trish.
"Mind if I cut in?" he slurred. Trish could smell the alcohol on his breath, but didn't mind. A dance with her man was always so nice. Trish wrapped her arms around Chris' waist. They weren't really dancing. It was a fast song and they were just stepping from side to side, as Chris didn't seem to have much rhythm left in him.
"So what are your plans for after?" he smirked.
"Um, well I'm supposed to be spending the night at this guy's house having incredibly great sex all night long…" she giggled.
"Oh, what a lucky guy!" Chris exclaimed. Trish responded by kissing him on the lips. He deepened it as they moved slowly to the music.
"Don't get too wasted for me okay?" she said, pulling apart. "I don't wanna have to carry you to your room," she chuckled.
"Don't worry I won't as long as you won't," he chuckled. The two danced for a while before heading off the dance floor. Chris had a few more to drink and was becoming a lot closer to becoming drunk.
"Babe," Trish said, cutting off his half-conversation with Dave. "I think you need to take a time out, you're getting a little…"
"Yeah I should take a rest, a breather, whatever," he agreed and started hobbling toward the stairs.
"Oh, Dave help me get him upstairs?" Trish said as she leaned one of Chris' arms on her shoulder. Dave grabbed onto Chris' arm as the two slowly made their way up the stairs. Even though Dave was a big guy, they still had trouble getting Chris up coz he began to get jelly legs.
"God I am gonna kill Chris for having stairs once he's okay again!" Trish groaned.
"Let's just get him in here," Dave said as they placed Chris on the bed. Trish went around to Chris' side and rubbed his forehead slowly. He was so out of it.
"You know, Chris really would do anything for you," Dave said as Trish looked at him. "He's lucky to have a girl that'll do anything for him too."
Trish looked back at Chris. A little guilty for her past actions with John. Chris was actually really dedicated to the relationship and made Trish feel so great. Sure there were times when they would have arguments, but still, he always managed to still love her.
"Yeah, he's great," she said and continued to slowly rub Chris' forehead. She moved so she was sitting next to him on the bed. "Do you mind handing me that trashcan?" she said as she pointed to the corner of the room.
"Oh yeah sure," Dave said as he grabbed the can and emptied the contents on the floor. "Okay well, I'll be down there if ya need me," he said and made his way out of the room leaving Trish alone with Chris.
Trish placed a blanket that was on the foot of the bed on top of Chris. She placed the trashcan next to the bed and gave Chris a warm hug. "I'll be downstairs okay," she whispered and received a groan from Chris. She kissed his cheek before hurrying downstairs.
Just because her boyfriend was out for a while didn't mean she couldn't have a good time.
Now to find someone who'll drink with me.
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John leaned against a random wall, downing his drink. He felt a bit tipsy, but hadn't had enough to be full drunk yet. Trish was on his mind. He couldn't stop thinking about her. She look so beautiful tonight, he just wanted to be with her, hold her, kiss her. Just like he did that day at the swings, and at Randy's.
"Hi baby," Maria said as she leaned next to John.
"Oh hey," he greeted her with a peck on the lips. John wrapped an arms around Maria who snuggled into him. She sipped at her drink as John subconciously stroke her hip with his thumb.
"Whatcha been up to?" Maria said looking up at him. "Haven't seen you in the scene much."
John shrugged. "Nothin, just hanging, drinking, you know what you do at parties," he chuckled. Maria traced a finger along his chin. He watched her as she moved in front of him and leant her hips against his.
"You know what else you do at parties?" She started to slowly grind against him. "Hook up." She kissed him hard on the lips. John kissed her back, but kept his eyes on the crowd, just in case anyone, including Trish was watching him. He began to feel a little uncomfortable coz Maria tasted like beer and spirits. He pulled away.
"What's wrong?" She pressed her lips against his.
"Uh, nothin, i just need another drinkm could ya get me one?" He made something up quickly.
Maria nodded and traced her hand down John's body.
"When i get back, we can pick up where we left off," she winked at him and pecked his lips before walking off to grab them some drinks. John groaned. He wished an excuse to go away would come up.
He nodded his head to the beat and scanned the room. He came across a tipsy Trish, staggering towards him. He dropped his plastic cup on the floor. Someone else will clean it. He admired her body. That dress really did compliment her figure. She was so gorgeous it hurt knowing that he could never have her. He saw her smile at him and his heart melted. That smile, those lips, those eyes that face. He smiled back and mentally laughed in his head and caught her as she fell into his arms.
"Woop, I'm not drunk yet, are you?" she giggled and kissed him hard on the lips. John held her up as she leaned her head on his shoulder.
"Not yet Missy, why are you trying to get me drunk so you can get me into bed and take advantage of me?" he gasped. Trish giggled.
"No silly, but I do need some fresh air," she said, lifting her head in search of Chris. She finally remembered that he was upstairs and slapped her forehead. "Can you take me to the balcony please?" she looked up at John.
John helped her up the stairs. She pulled him into Chris' room and to the balcony door. She fiddled with the lock, finding it hard to open. John laughed.
"Here, I'll do it," he said as he unlocked it and let her outside.
"Hmm, great night isn't it," she said. "Great night to be outdoors." She continued not letting John reply. "I'm glad you're here." She sighed and leant against the railing.
"Anything for you Trishy," he chuckled. "I'm glad you're having a good time." He said with a hint of sadness. His thoughts were concentrated on how much he wished she was having a great time with him. He wished she was with him. He just wanted to hold her and be with her.
"You're not having a good time?" Trish asked, arching an eyebrow at him.
"No, no I am," John replied quickly.
Trish moved closer to him and leaned against his body. He in turn wrapped an arm around her middle. He wanted this moment to last forever. He loved being able to be there for her. He inhaled her scent and took a deep breath.
"What are you thinking John?" Trish said quietly, wondering why he was being so quiet. He pulled her closer as she hugged him.
"How much I love you," he said as Trish looked at him. "And how lucky I am to have you as my best friend." He heard Trish sigh.
"I'm also glad you are my best friend," she whispered. "And I love you too."
He discreetly cringed at those words. The 'I love you' that she casually would say to him would sting. Knowing that she never would mean in the way he wished she would. He sighed. He wondered how she could be so clueless sometimes. Don't get him wrong she was a very smart girl, but when it came to love, she didn't have the slightest idea about his feelings.
"By the way, you look so sexy in that shirt!" Trish exclaimed, slightly tugging on the front of his clothes.
"You think I look sexy?" John said in a surprised voice. "Well I think you look sexy too," he chuckled. Trish gave a small laugh and held onto John tighter.
"Oh I should check on Chris, it's been a while," Trish said as she pulled away.
John followed her to the next room where Chris was still laying on the bed. He seemed to be asleep but when Trish approached him she heard him mumble something.
"What was that baby? Are you feeling better?" Trish said as she tended to his head.
Chris opened his eyes and looked into his girlfriend's eyes. She looked so beautiful even though his vision was a little blurred. She rubbed his body.
"Are you ready to head back out, or do you need more time?" She said quietly.
John looked on. He admired how Trish was so loving and caring to people. He knew she'd do the same for anyone. He didn't think Chris deserved a girl as compassionate as Trish, but hey, what could he do?
"Ah, maybe in a sec babe, still feeling a little…" Chris forced out.
"Yeah okay, but you gotta come down soon to make you're speech!" she said excitedly. "It's your eighteenth after all!"
Chris chuckled and nodded. He glanced over at John who was standing in the doorway. He gave a slight acknowledgement and John did too.
"Look after her till I get back kay?" he said.
"Oh yeah of course man," John said and nodded to confirm. Trish looked between her boyfriend and her best friend. She had two guys that loved her so much. She was so lucky to have them.
"Don't worry I plan on getting John totally wasted and then getting Maria totally wasted and then you know what'll come next!" Trish giggled evilly.
"Ohh noo Trish, no love matching or getting laid plans for me thanks!" John spoke up.
Chris chuckled. "Trisha, please leave the man alone. If he wants to stay a virgin then it's his decision. Just coz we are all men and he's a boy doesn't make it a bad thing." Chris joked.
"Yo Chris, if you weren't all like this I'd beat your face in right now, so shut it!" John joked back and punched his fist. Trish laughed and stood up.
"He sounds serious," Trish giggled and placed a soft kiss on Chris' lips. "Come down soon kay?"
Trish and John made their way out of the room. It was really stuffy in the house so instead of heading back to the party, they headed back to the balcony instead. Trish walked outside and leant her back against the railing as John stood beside her.
"Trish, you're such a doll, the way you take care of Chris like that," John said.
"Yeah well, I'd do the same for you, you know that right?" she looked at him. He opened out his arm motioning for her to come closer. Trish moved in as he wrapped his arm around her. She was still facing him with her back to the railing.
"You wanna know a secret?" Trish said. John chuckled.
"Okay so we're playing that game," he winked. "Go for it."
"You're my best friend in the whole wide world!" Trish squealed! John groaned and shook his head.
"Trish, babe I know that already, you're tipsier than I thought!" he shrieked. Trish gave him a small punch on the arm.
"I haven't finished!" she spat. John gave her a look and placed a hand on his chest as an apology, urging her to go on. "Well you're my best friend in the whole wide world and um, when we first started hanging out I…I…used to have a crush on you!" she blurted out.
John was stunned. He couldn't believe it. She, Trish Stratus had a crush on him! John Cena! How could he not know this!? Then again she didn't know about his feelings for her.
"Wow Trish, that was a nice secret," he chuckled, trying to act like it was no big deal.
"Yeah well it was coz you're my best friend and it's hard to admit that I used to like you!" she giggled.
"You have no idea…" John muttered.
"What did you say?" Trish looked at him. John looked back at her.
"Uh, nothing." He stammered. He wanted to tell her so bad about his feelings. It seemed like the perfect time, but he couldn't. Why do I have to be so chicken shit! He mentally cursed himself.
"Do you want to talk?" Trish waved a hand in front of his face. He didn't realise he had zoned out. What could he say. 'I'm in love with you?' pff as if! He looked at her. Why couldn't he just say it. I...Love...You. That was all he had to say. Three stupid words.
"Sorry," he said.
"That's it?" Trish arched an eyebrow hoping that he would have at least initiated conversation. John chuckled.
"What do you want me to say!? He said taking a step back and raising his hands in defence.
"Um, you could say, Trish you look so darn cute tonight I just wanna kiss you?" she half joked about the kissing part. She didn't know why she said that, but she kinda wished it would happen. What the hell!? I have a boyfriend and i'm at his party!
"Okay, Trish you look so darn cute tonight and I just wanna kiss you," he repeated her statement. Trish looked at him. She stared into his crystal blue eyes. He wanted to kiss her so bad…and ironically she did too.
Trish stepped forward as John opened his arms and held onto her. Their lips touched and they both felt the spark. John deepened the kiss as he kissed her just the way he always wanted to. Like she was his. Trish pulled away from him, leaving her lips gently touching his. She enjoyed it so much. He enjoyed it so much. Trish stayed in his arms and buried her face into his neck, inhaling his cologne.She kissed his neck as John held her, never wanting to let go.
"We should um, go downstairs." She whispered and pulled away, heading back inside.
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"Ladies and gentlemen, could I please have all your partay attention!" Chris slurred. He had slightly recovered, but was still quite under the influence as he had another drink in his hand.
Everyone looked up at their host. Trish and John stood next to each other with Randy and Stacy. John looked behind him and saw Maria approach him. He groaned to himself. I can't deal with this right now. He fake smiled at her as she came up and hugged him. He lightly hugged her back and placed an arm around her waist. Trish eyed the two.
"Where did you disappear off to?" Maria said looking up at him. "I came back withthe drinks and you were gone!" John looked at her. He felt bad.
"Oh just out to get some air...you know, it's like hot and stuffy in here, needed to relax," he said.
"Maybe after we could go back to mine and i'll help you relax," she said into his ear. Trish heard what she had said and gave a disgusted look to John. He saw and pretended to ignore both the girls. They turned their attention back to Chris.
"Thank ya'll all for coming. I've had a great night, thanks for making it great, Adam thanks for being a great mixer, thanks to the great DJ." Chris continued his speech.
"I wonder who else he thinks is great," Randy whispered to Stacy.
"Himself?" Stacy smirked.
John listened uninterested to Chris' draining speech. He kept thinking of his kiss with Trish. It felt so good. And she wanted it too. She like actually kissed him! John touched his lips subconsciously.
Trish glanced over at John. She noticed him playing with his lips. The lips she had kissed, voluntarily. The lips she wanted to kiss again. Her attention quickly shot back to Chris who had just said her name. She felt guilty for not paying attention.
"Trish, baby come up here," Chris waved an arm at her. She grinned and made her way to Chris.
He wrapped and arm around her waist and continued to address his guests.
"This is my most wonderful Trish, my girlfriend who I probably wouldn't get far without," He hugged her waist with his free hand. The other gripped his beer and the mic together. The crowd cheered and Trish blushed.
"She has always been there for me, she is beautiful, smart, sexy, totally great in bed…" he winked at her and heaps of the guys hooted. Trish shot a look at Stacy who rolled her eyes.
John groaned. He was so full of crap. Flaunting his girlfriend like she was a sex slave. He was so disgusted. He'd never do that to Trish. He wondered what other crap would come out of Chris' mouth.
"I love her so much," Chris continued. "And I'd love her even more if….," He turned around and looked at her. Holding onto one of her hands. She smiled at him and awaited his words.
"She wasn't such a SLUT!" He yelled into the mic.
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Woot! The party has begun! OMG WTF IS CHRIS DOING! All that fake nice stuff, what a bullcrapper! i left it as a cliffy. So you'll have to wait till next chapter to see what the heck happened! And oops John and Trish kissed again. Feelings are in the air. lols. Sorry it took so long for this chapter to be up! I started school today and its been so hectic. I had soooo much homework to do! GAH
hope you liked this chappy anyway :P
i also need to know if i need to change this story to M coz there will be some soon. Its not that bad, and i wont make the M stuff heaps bad either. Let me know if you have a problem with it.
Please Review :) Especially for this chapter. There's more party stuff next chapter, i'm not gonna skip anything dont worry.
I dont own WWE or the superstars or the songs i use at titles. XD
x Peace