"I can't watch" Stacy said and covered her eyes, and hid her face on Amy's arm. The four girls squashed up on to a tiny two people sofa; Stacy sat between Trish and Amy with Ali balancing on the arm. They sat huddling round a TV screen watching the big battle royal match that was taking place in the ring. It had been whittled down to two men, Chris Jericho and Randy Orton. "Come on Randy, you can do this" Ali willed him on; she had not said a signal word to anyone since the third to last man was eliminated she was engrossed. Randy had given a grate fight but Jericho was always one-step ahead of him no matter what Randy did to sway things, Jericho was always there with the counter. Randy thought he had got the better of him when he threw him over the top rope, only to realise that he was hanging on for dear life. Randy could sense the end was drawing closer, he was so tiered though he could hardly see straight, he gathered up all the strength he could muster and dropped kicked Jericho hard to the chest.
Ali erupted in delight, Randy had become the number one contender, she started to dance around the locker room.
"Don't dance about like a drunk on crack go to him!" Amy ordered her.
Ali left the locker room with a huge smile upon her face, she pushed her way through the crowd to get to the tunnel were a welcome party was waiting, Jericho limped out holding his chest, Ai patted him on the shoulder "good job Chris," he nodded his head and walked to his locker room. Applause and cat calls erupted suddenly as the party gathered round the tunnel entrance, the crowd parted as an exhausted Randy pushed through them. Ali's smile became wider as she ran to a jumped into his arms.
"I'm so proud of you" she said trying to fight back the tears of joy that were welling up in her eyes, Randy put her down and held her tight
"Couldn't have done it with out you" he whispered softly into her ear and winked. They walked hand in hand back to the locker room, Randy was so worn out he found it hard to walk back to the locker room. Ali pushed open the door to a loud pop of a champagne bottle and it exploded over Ali and Randy.
"There He Is Mr Number On Contender!" Dave yelled as he grabbed hold of him and held in a tight head lock and ruffled up his hair, Ric handed the bottle to Ali who knocked it back and she poured it over Randy's head
"Boy let me tell you, tonight we got the hottest place in town lined up for your celebration, and the girls will be falling all over you" Ric smiled "what you say man, sounds good?"
"Yeah man, I am all about the girls tonight I'm feeling lucky" Randy laughed however Ali did not see the funny side. The door to the locker room opened with a creek, and Paul stood, by his facial expression he was geared up and ready for his title match tonight. The locker room was silent as he strode proudly up to Randy and capped one hand on his shoulder,
"Nice one Orton" he smiled "You did Evolution proud boy"
Randy grinned "thanks and Paul when you beat Benoit tonight it will be an honour to face you at Summer Slam for the title"
Paul nodded with a coy little smile "Ric lets go, got work to do"
Randy collapsed on the sofa and watched Ric and Paul leave, Dave was splashing on the aftershave and gelling his hair in the mirror,
"Where are you going?" Ali asked putting her arms around him,
"Got a date" Dave smirked "pass me that comb"
Ali passed his a gel covered comb and Dave ran it through his hair
"Wait, you not coming out with us tonight? It's my night" Randy whined
"Relax, I'm meeting Crystal in the parking lot, then going for dinner then we'll meet you guys at the club later" he said checking his teeth "Don't wait up kids" he winked at Ali, grabbed his jacket off the bench and walked out leaving Randy and Ali alone.
Randy yawned; he stretched his arms above his head and recoiled his left arm and gripped his shoulder in pain,
"You hurt your shoulder?" Ali asked
"Yeah, I think I might have pulled something"
Ali knelt beside him on the sofa
"Aw my poor ickle Randy, want me to kiss it better?" she joked
"I wouldn't mind" Randy grinned
Ali rolled her eyes, she moved her hair out of her eyes and softly pressed her lips on to his bare skin and softly kissed hi injured shoulder, he was a little damp thanks to the champagne. "Better?" she asked as she started to gently massage his shoulders, he moaned in satisfaction "That feels good." He took Ali's hand and kissed it lightly, "I got to take a shower…"
Ali smiled "I got it, I should go, and I'll see you later" she kissed him on the cheek and left the locker room
"You could join me" Randy smirked and muttered under his breath and luckily Ali didn't hear him. Ali stood out side the door tempted to walk in on him getting undressed but she thought it was unfair, she bit her lip took a deep breath and walked away.