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I was relaxed, rejuvenated and excited after a couple of days off at home, but upon getting to the arena for Raw, I instantly became anxious. I would be seeing John Cena for the first time since we kissed. Furthermore, I would have to front Mike, Justin AND Heath at some stage.

Pushing open the door to the arena I couldn't help but smile, despite everything that was on my mind. I truly did love being a pro wrestler. I had texted Phil on the way over to get him to meet me on my arrival, hoping he could shed some light on what people were thinking. And there he was, casually resting against the far wall chewing ferociously on some gum.

'You're such a baby,' he said snidely, 'can't even walk to your own locker room without an escort!'

'Shut up!' I said with a grin, 'any news?'

'About what?' he questioned mockingly, knowing exactly what I was talking about. Phil was the first person I had called to talk about what had happened with Cena, and he was surprisingly supportive of John.

'Well, I haven't spoken to anyone, but I've heard that Heath and Justin are just about done,' Phil began, causing me to groan loudly. I was expecting it, but was still difficult to hear. 'As for Mike,' he went on, 'well he's sulking around pretty bad, Ben.'

After what had happened with John, I really hadn't given much thought to Mike's feelings. He had claimed that I had played him. That could only mean one thing; he had a thing for me as well! 'Did you know he liked me, Phil?' I asked my tattooed friend.

'Well no, but when you think about it, there were signs,' Phil deliberated slowly. I knew he was right. Looking back, it was somewhat obvious. Well, maybe not that obvious, but I could certainly see how Mike could believe I'd led him on. I honestly felt like I was back in college.

We had quickly arrived to our locker room, one that Phil and I still shared with Morrison, Ryder, Heath and Justin, amongst others. I was relieved that Morrison and Zack were the only ones currently in there.

'Hey Benny boy!' Zack exclaimed happily, 'how are you bro?'

'Good man,' I responded with a grin, 'how are you?'

'Great bro!' he replied, before casting a nervous glance towards Morrison, who was noticeably quiet. 'Better than sourpuss over here anyway,' Zack continued, pointing his head in Morrison's direction.

Morrison shifted uncomfortably before standing up and striding over. 'I warned you about him, Ben,' he muttered quietly, 'remember what I said to you about Cena?'

I sighed. 'Yes mate,' I answered him, 'but he's been nothing but nice to me since I've been here. Come on John,' I implored, 'there are enough people that are shitty at me, I really don't want you to be as well.'

'I'm just worried, that's all, he replied, causing me to smile.

'I'm a big boy mate,' I said with a laugh, 'I'm sure I'll be fine,' I added, moving forward to give him a quick hug.

'I should be laughing,' Morrison jabbed, 'after all, Mike is walking around like a zombie,' he continued, barely controlling his glee.

'Gahhh, thanks for reminding me!' I said, 'is anyone ever going to tell me what happened between you two?'

'Probably not,' he replied bluntly, before being interrupted by the door of the locker room opening again and Heath and Justin striding in.

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The tension in the room was incredibly high. I had no idea how Heath and Justin's relationship was after Heath had found out about Justin's feelings for me. The last time I'd seen either of them was in the hotel corridor, when Heath accused me of ruining their relationship.

'Err, hi guys,' I said tentatively, breaking the silence.

'Can we talk to you outside Ben?' Heath asked in his Southern drawl, as Justin stood next to him, doing anything to not make eye contact with me.

'Of course,' I replied, thankful that Heath was at least talking to me, following the pair outside. God, I hoped they weren't breaking up.

'Look Ben,' Heath began, 'I'm sorry about the other night, saying you'd ruined our relationship. I was pissed and looking for someone to vent at.'

'Yeah, didn't stop you going at me did it babe?' Justin interjected, smiling at Heath and causing me to smile as well. 'Ben,' he said turning to me now, 'I've realised now how much Heath means to me, I mean, I love him. And while I had a little crush on you for a while,' he continued, 'it's nothing now. I'm committed to Heath.'

I sighed with relief. 'I'm stoked to hear that guys,' I said truthfully, 'I really am.'

'What I wanted to ask you Ben,' Heath said, looking me square in the eyes, 'is whether you would have done anything with Justin?'

My insides churned, as my eyes briefly flickered to Justin. He really was good looking, but as my eyes panned back to Heath, I knew deep down that wouldn't have been able to betray my red-headed friend. 'No,' I said confidently, looking directly at Heath, 'I wouldn't have done it to you, mate.' Heath looked like he'd had the weight of the world lifted off his shoulders, but out of the corner of my eye, I saw Justin's shoulders slump ever so slightly.

'I knew it!' Heath said with a huge grin, pulling me into an embrace, as Justin forced a smile over his shoulder. 'In any case,' Heath went on, 'you have Cena now, yeah?'

'It seems that way, yeah,' I said with a small smile.

'Anyway, I gotta run,' Heath claimed, backing away, 'have to organise something, see ya later. Love you Just,' he called as he turned the corner.

I turned to Justin wondering what he was thinking at that moment. 'Doesn't take long for word to spread around here does it?' I asked him.

'Nope,' said Justin, 'Heath was very quick to find out,' he noted dryly, 'told me the night it happened that you guys were together. Caught me by surprise.'

'Wait,' I said suddenly, 'John and I aren't really together. Well, maybe we are kinda, but we certainly weren't on the night we kissed.'

'Heath seemed to think you were,' Justin replied with a huff, 'probably just went with it to enforce that I had no chance with you at all, he added glumly.

'I thought you said you were in love with Heath?!' I exclaimed, 'that you are committed to him. Were you bullshitting?'

'NO!' Justin yelled quickly, 'I do love him, I really do. It's just he was so quick to mark you as unavailable,' he said quietly, 'I dunno, I guess he just knew that you and Cena would end up getting together.'

'Hmm, I didn't think John and Heath knew each other that well,' I wondered. 'In fact,' I went on, 'unless John told him, I'm not sure how he found out on the night. You're sure he told you that night?'

'Yep,' Justin replied surely, 'as soon as we got back to the hotel room. This makes no sense! Why would he make this up?'

'Relax Justin,' I said soothingly, 'I'm sure John told him, I mean, it would have been pretty fluky to just make something like that up and be right about it.'

'Yeah, yeah, you're right,' Justin replied looking visibly relaxed, 'it's just that now I'm totally committed, like I should be,' he went on, 'I want us to be honest and open with each other.'

'You'll be right, mate,' I assured him, 'now not to leave you hanging or anything, but I need to find Mike. He's pretty pissed still; apparently he had a thing for me as well.'

'Well derr,' Justin said with a laugh, 'we could all see that. It was pretty obvious,' he finished.

'Apparently so,' I sighed, 'we cool then?' I asked him hopefully.

'Yeah, of course man,' Justin replied, shaking my hand, 'just don't go hitting on me or my boyfriend!'

'Can't promise anything,' I said cheekily, garnering a laugh from Gabriel as he headed back into the locker room.

Alright, I thought to myself, time to find Mike.