Author's Note: To understand this story, you must've read "Notice Me" before reading this. I don't own anything except for the character of Skye Alexander and her family and friends. The wrestlers own themselves and Vince McMahon owns the WWE. I don't own any music mentioned in this either. The artists own it and yadi-yada. The cat named Snicklefritz is from 'Big Comfy Couch'. Nickelodeon owns Spongebob! And I don't own anything so I won't make this long. I just need to say that I'm doing this for fun! Yeah, yeah. You've probably heard that speech a million times so, I'll shut up now and proceed with the story.

Randy and Skye entered the park, looking around. Randy stopped in his tracks, looking at something in the distance. Skye noticed that he had stopped and directed her attention to what he was looking at. She then looked at Randy, who wasn't paying attention at the moment and had seemed stricken with heartbreak. Skye took his hand and held it, but he didn't seem to notice because he was staring into the distance. She watched intentively as his eyes showed signs that he wanted to be there so badly. Skye wrapped her arm around Randy and looked up at him. His whole face was littered with emotion. Skye could feel that his skin was tense, a feeling of want. She watched with him, dreading it, but she knew that he wanted it.

"How bad do you want it?" She asked, as he looked down at her, snapping out of his trance.

"Uh...I don't want to." He lied, trying to hide his emotions. Skye gave him a stern look.

"You liar. I know you want to." She said to him, as he pretended to not be interested.

"No, I don't." Randy Orton told her, trying his best to keep it all inside.

"Yes, you do." Skye fought back, knowing that it was the truth. Randy released himself from Skye's grip and began to walk off. She followed him, not letting him get far. She stood infront of him, with her arms crossed. "You want it. I can see it in your eyes." She said, looking up at him. He closed his eyes for a second and then looked down at his girlfriend.

"I don't!" He called out, fighting his real emotions inside. It felt like an emotional war at the moment.

"Liar."

"I'm not lieing."

"Yes, you are. Randy, I can see it. I know you want to." Skye Alexander stated, seeing that her boyfriend really wasn't ready to give up his feelings.

"I don't want to, Skye. I'm not lieing." He fibbed, hoping that she would pick up on it. What was he thinking? His girlfriend was way smarter than that.

"Bullshit!" She exclaimed, throwing her hands into the air. "I know you do."

"No." He said, plain as day. Skye looked away, but at the corner of her eye she could see Randy looking over at the same thing he was looking at before.

"Why don't you just..." Skye trailed off because Randy cut her off.

"It's old news. The relationship between us is over. I have you now." He told her, placing his hands on her waist. Skye's hazel eyes met with Randy's light blue ones.

"I know. But, your relationship isn't over. I know that you want to do it, so badly." Skye said to him, leaning her head against his chest. Randy began stroking Skye's head, keeping his emotions from going into overdrive.

"I don't. You're all I want." He whispered into her ear. She smiled and held him tightly.

"I love you, Randy."

"I love you too, Skye." He said, biting his lip. The couple were silent for a few minutes, just holding each other in the park. People milled around them, taking their morning jogs and all that good excercise stuff. Randy looked out into the distance again. Just watching it made him want to weep. Soon, he was unable to keep his emotions in check. Skye just listened to him breath, feeling his chest move up and down. He was breathing heavily. Randy held onto Skye tightly, watching. His breathing got heavier as his light blue eyes began to fill up with tears. Skye didn't notice until she felt something fall on her head. She placed her slender hand there and felt it was wet. She then looked up to see Randy Orton with tears in his eyes.

"Randy, are you okay?" She asked, her voice full of concern. Randy's bottom lip began to tremble a bit, but he kept his composure. He stopped crying and wiped his tears again. He took a deep breath.

"Skye...I want to play football."

Author's Note2: Sorry for the short one! Don't forget to review!