Loving Me For Me- This is the third and final part in the songfic series.
(Song used- "Loving Me For Me" from Christina Aguilera's CD 'Stripped')
AT AN ARENA
Amy sat in the Women's Locker Room, searching through her gym bag for her ring gear. She had a match against Charlene (Jazz) that night, and she really needed to find her knee pads. Digging around at the bottom of the bag, she felt something at the bottom and smiled. She pulled the item out, eyeing it wonderingly. It was a framed picture of her and Rob, much like the one he kept in his bag. She leaned back onto the couch, smiling as she ran her finger over the picture lovingly. The redhead couldn't believe how happy she was… it was happier than she'd been in years. Having someone like Rob around was like a gift from God or something. Amy was so involved in looking at the picture that she didn't hear the door open.
"Hey Amy," Trish said, smiling as she saw her friend in the back of the room. Amy said nothing, still in a trance as she eyed the photo. Trish turned and raised an eyebrow, wondering what she was looking at. She could see the gold rimming, and the Canadian could tell it was a picture frame, but she wasn't sure who was in the picture. Slowly approaching her friend, Trish looked down and saw that the picture was of Amy and her boyfriend. She smiled knowingly, sitting down next to the fiery diva. Placing her hand in front of the picture, she finally got Amy's attention.
"Hello? Earth to Dumas… what are you doing?" Trish asked, letting out a small laugh.
"Just this picture I found at the bottom of my bag… he's so cute, isn't he Trish?" she asked dreamily. Trish looked at her, smiling. Sometimes Amy and Rob were so lovey-dovey it was sickening.
"Of course he is Amy," Trish responded, knowing that giving her any other answer would be a risk of bodily harm. Ever since the two of them had gotten together, Amy had been off in her own little world. The two of them would sit in the back of the catering room and just stare at each other. It pissed the hell out of Matt Hardy, but Trish enjoyed every second of it. Amy was one of her best friends, and she was glad to see her so happy.
"You really love him don't you Ames?" she commented, watching as Amy's glance never moved from the picture. Amy's cheeks reddened slightly, and in a very faraway tone she replied.
"Yes, I really do."
People ask if I'm in love with youCause I'm sitting here with your picture, and smiling to myself
Kinda lost in my own thoughts of you
My heart speaks before my mind thinks through
And I blush as I say yes
"It's so weird Trish," Amy continued, still holding the picture tightly. "I've never felt like this before." Trish smiled at her friend… it was so nice to see this side of Amy, the REAL Amy.
"I know Ames, and I'm happy before you. I haven't seen you so happy in a long time, and I'm glad. I like this side of you so much more than when you were with…" She trailed off, not wanting to mention the other guy's name.
"Than when I was with Matt?" Amy finished, smiling at her friend. "It's okay Trish… that part of my life is over. I don't even think about him anymore. Rob has been like… an angel or something."
"You know what's weird? Rob always seemed like the cool, I-don't-care-about-anybody kind of guy. I just can't picture him wanting to be in a relationship, but he seems totally head over heels for you," Trish commented. Amy nodded in agreement.
"I thought the same thing… imagine how surprised I was when he first told me that he had feelings for me… and my shock when he told me he loved me," she replied. Trish smiled softly at her redheaded friend. She only hoped one day she would be lucky enough to find someone like Rob.
"That's great Amy… maybe one day, hopefully soon, I'll get my RVD," she said, almost wistfully. Amy placed a hand on her shoulder.
"You will Trish, trust me. And you'll know when you found him too, because you get the weirdest feelings. It's like… sometimes when I look at him, I can't even say anything. I just look at him."
What a feeling of vulnerability coming over meAnd I'm feeling weak, and I can't speak…
And I can't think
Never thought I'd give in so willingly to a human being with abilities
To set me free… and let me be me
Makes me want to say
A WEEK LATER
"Rob?" Amy called into their hotel room, tossing the keycard onto the table. She glanced around the room, not seeing him anywhere.
"Rob?" she called again, wondering if he had arrived yet. His flight left nearly an hour before hers, so he should have been there by now.
"I'm in here Ames," she heard him call from another room. Raising an eyebrow, she followed his voice, a little surprised when she found that it had led her to the bathroom. Rapping on the door quietly with her fingers, Amy called back.
"What are you doing in there?" she asked curiously. Dumb question Amy, he's in the bathroom… there's only so many things you can be doing in a bathroom. She turned to walk away, but his voice stopped her again.
"Come in here," he called out to her. Then, he quickly added, "I want to show you something."
"Well, what do you want to show me?" she asked, a little confused.
"Just come in… I promise I won't bite," he said, urging her to come in. Sighing Amy complied, pushing the door open. When she did, she gasped, a small smile playing on her lips as she saw what Rob had asked her to come in and see. The lights were dimmed, and there was about 10 candles spread throughout the large bathroom. The tub was filled to the top with bubbles… it looked inviting, to say the very least.
"Rob," she breathed. "What is all this for?" The redheaded diva suddenly grew a little worried that she had forgotten something important like an anniversary or something. That wasn't like her at all, but she had been so caught up in the relationship as of late that she had absolutely no sense of time. Smiling softly, he took her hand and brought her to him, having her sit down on the closed toilet seat lid.
"I just wanted to do something nice for you. I know you said you've been a little stressed over the past week, so I thought maybe I'd help you wind down," he said, gesturing to the tub. Amy shook her head in amazement. Rob was so good to her.
"You didn't have to do that," she said quietly. Standing up, he walked over to her, cupping her face in his hands. He kissed the tip of her nose, smiling down at her.
"But I wanted to. Now go, get your robe and stuff and then get back in here."
Nodding, Amy headed out the door, stripping her shirt off as she did so. She found her bag and dug around in it, pulling out her robe. A minute later, she stepped back into the bathroom. Rob had to hold back a gasp as she slipped her robe off and stepped into the tub, laying back and allowing the warm water and the bubbles to cover her body. She looked up at Rob, smiling as he leaned into the tub, kissing her deeply. She wrapped her arms around his neck, and he didn't care at all that she was soaking his tee shirt. He dipped his arm down into the water, sliding it along her waist. Amy sighed against him… this had to be heaven.
Your lips, your eyes, your smile, your kiss I must admit It's a part of meYou please me, complete me, filling me
Like a melody
Your soul, your flow, your youth, your truth is simply proof
That we were meant to be
But the best quality that's hooking me
Is that you're loving me for me
"Rob?" Amy asked suddenly, breaking their kiss.
"Yeah?"
"Would you still care about me if I wasn't a diva?" she asked, sending him a questioning look. He raised an eyebrow at her question.
"Of course I would… I'd love you even if you worked at Burger King," he said, smiling. Sending him a grin, she drew his head back down to hers, kissing him again. Feeling how wet his shirt was, she peeled it off over his head and threw it to the floor. He sat down on the ledge of the tub, making it easier for him to continue kissing her.
People ask why I'm in love with youWell, let me start by saying you got my heart by just being who you are
And what we got is between me and you
Doesn't matter bout the money I make or what I do
Or that I'm a star
Unconditionally, you're there for me, undeniably
You inspire me, spiritually… so sweet
This is meaningful, it's incredible, pleasureable, unforgettable
The way I feel… it's so surreal
Makes me want to say
Your lips, your eyes, your smile, your kiss I must admit
It's a part of me
You please me, complete me, filling me
Like a melody
Your soul, your flow, your youth, your truth is simply proof
That we were meant to be
But the best quality that's hooking me
Is that you're loving me for me
About an hour later, Amy was laying in bed, watching the television. She was now waiting for Rob to come out of the bathroom, after what had been the most relaxing hour of her life. Looking up at the ceiling, she wondered who it was upstairs that liked her so much. I don't care who it is, but please keep on liking me. She smiled to herself as her thoughts drifted to her boyfriend. She was really going to have to think of a way to thank him for that. Hearing the door opening, she looked up and saw him emerging. When their hazel eyes met, he sent her that amazing grin, and she could practically feel herself melting.
It's so amazing, how something so sweetHas come and rearranged my life, I've been kissed by destiny
Heaven came and saved me,
An angel was placed at my feet
This isn't ordinary, he's loving me for me
"Well? Did that help you get rid of some of that stress?" Rob asked, sitting down next to her on the bed. Smiling up at him, the redhead nodded.
"Definitely… but I do have one problem," she said playfully. Watching his eyes widen, she almost laughed.
"What's that?" he asked, almost nervously.
"I've got a huge craving for Burger King now," she replied, laughing softly. Rob laughed as well, kissing her on the forehead.
"Burger King it is. We can go there after the show. I haven't had fries in so long… it would be totally…"
"Totally cool?" she finished, raising an eyebrow.
"Exactly dude," he said, making her laugh.
He brought his legs up onto the bed and laid down next to her, cupping her face in his hands and kissing her. Amy sighed into his mouth as she opened hers and allowed his tongue entrance. He shifted so he was slightly on top of her, his hands traveling down to the tie of her robe. Her hands unconsciously went to the button of his pants, undoing them and sliding them off. They continued to kiss deeply, their hands traveling all over the place. Amy closed her eyes and sighed happily as she felt him enter her. She moved her hands into his hair, pulling the trademark ponytail out. She wished he'd wear his hair down more often… he looked amazing that way. Amy took back her earlier thoughts of being in heaven. *This* was heaven… being with Rob in the closest, most intimate way possible. She loved everything about being with him… the way he looked, the way he smelled, the way he sounded… it was perfect. When they were done, he rolled off of her, pulling her into his arms. She placed her head on his bare chest, listening to the rapid sound of his heart beating.
"I love you Amy," he said quietly, kissing the top of her head.
"I love you too, Rob."
Stripped of all makeup, no need for fancy clothesNo cover ups, pushups, with him…
I don't have to put on a show
He loves every freckle, every curve, every inch of my skin
Fulfilling me entirely, taking all of me in
He's real, he's honest, he's loving me for me
Yeah
Okay, I know it took me like, a week and a half to write this last part. Sorry about that! LOL, well, this is the last installment. Hope you liked this little series!! Review please!! And thanks guys!!!