Thanks for the reviews, sorry about leaving yall hanging there, I've been totally busy with school but I got one more week and I'm finally free! With that being said I won't be updating until my summer vacation so I decided to post chapter 8 since it's been done for a while I just too busy working on Without You to post it lol so here's chapter 8 hope ya like! Please don't forget to review!
Chapter 8:
Meanwhile:
Cristina slammed the door of the restaurant and walked angrily to the curb and sat down, "God what a fucking asshole!", she screamed at no one in particular. Cristina placed her hands on her face and took a deep breath to calm herself down, Why does she always get herself into drama? And why does John have to be an asshole? Why did she still love him? All these questions came swirling in her mind like a hurricane, she just wanted it all to end.
"Cristy?"
Cristina looked up and saw Charlie standing next to her with a concerned look on his face, "Go away," she said quietly as she looked straight ahead.
Charlie sat down beside Cristina, "I'm so sorry about this--it's my fault I should have never--"
Cristina cut him off, "No, it's not your fault Charlie--I should've known something would end up going down sooner or later, might as well be now."
"Maybe you should just tell Laura what's up," Charlie suggested.
"Yeah--I should, Not tonight though too much has already happened," Cristina said as she ran a hand through her hair.
"Well, make sure you don't put it off okay," Charlie said as he stood up and offered a hand to Cristina.
Cristina nodded and took Charlie's hand and stood up, "I'm ready to go," she stated.
Charlie smiled, "I was thinking the same thing,"
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Later at the hotel:
"I refuse to watch that"
"Come on Haas--it's a good movie."
"I'm not going to watch a chick flick."
"You hang out with a gay guy on TV! What harm can a chick flick do?"
"A LOT--I'm not watching it," Charlie said firmly he was laying out on the couch looking at the list of PPV movies on TV.
"There's not else on Haas--come on!" Cristina said as she sat on the couch, Charlie glared at her, "You know my legs aren't part of the couch," he said.
Cristina ignored him, "And plus, Win a Date with Tad Hamilton is not really a chick flick."
Charlie let out a laugh, "Yea--whatever........... my legs are loosing their blood supply Crissy."
Cristina pinched Charlie on the arm before getting up and pushing his legs off the couch and sat down again, "There wimp--happy now?"
Charlie reached over and started to tickle Cristina, "I'm NOT a wimp!"
Cristina let out a laugh as she tried to push his hands away but he was too strong and continued to tickle her sides until Cristina was half way off the couch, her upper half upside down. "Damnit Haas--the blood's rushing to my head, let me go!"
Charlie smiled wide, "As you command Ma'am," he said before lifting his hands and Cristina came tumbling on the floor. Charlie laughed at the sight of Cristina laid out on the floor.
Cristina glared at Charlie as she got up on her knees, "You are such an ass," she stated.
"What? You told me to stop and I did!" Charlie said as he laughed.
Cristina just sat there watching Charlie laugh, then she got an idea. She suddenly pulled Charlie down on the floor next to her before he had a chance to react, Cristina laughed at the look on Charlie's face, "Don't dish it out if you can't take it!", she said.
Charlie looked over at Cristina and pinned her down with one hand while using the other to tickle her on her side, Cristina giggled and struggled to get away.
"Ha--now who's in control?" Charlie said as he continued to tickle her.
Cristina laughed for a few more moments before she stopped struggling all of a sudden when she took notice of how close the two were, she was laying on her back and Charlie was leaned over her with one hand pinning her arm above her head, Charlie stopped when he notice Cristina looking at him.
"God he smells so good," Cristina thought to herself, "wait--what the hell is my problem this is Charlie Haas for god's sake.......gosh he's hot.....woah where did that come from?"
Cristina was too busy struggling with her thoughts to notice Charlie inching closer to her, until their lips were centimeters from touching. The air jumped out of Cristina's lungs as she took notice as to what was about to happen, Charlie carefully took his hand and ran it down Cristina's face, shivers ran down her spine as she felt his hand come in contact with her skin.
Just as their lips was about to touch, Cristina's phone went off. Cristina closed her eyes as Charlie sighed before moving off of her, he stood up and offered a hand to Cristina, which she took and reached for her phone. "Yeah?" she greeted.
"I need to talk to you"
Cristina sighed and rubbed her temple, "What more can you possibly say to me---I think you pretty much covered it at dinner," she said bitterly.
"Look--I'm sorry for what I said, can we just please talk?" John pleaded.
"I'm busy--good-bye," Cristina said as she hung up the phone and groaned. She stood there and looked over at Charlie, who was standing by the couch looking nervous. Then the awkwardness of the situation that had almost taken place set in and Cristina just stood there not knowing what to say.
"Was it John?" Charlie asked quietly.
Cristina nodded, Charlie sighed and walked over to the door, "Um--I better go--I got a flight to catch tomorrow morning."
Cristina walked over to the door and grabbed his arm, "Sorry--about tonight, I pretty much screwed up the whole night."
"No, you didn't Cristy," Charlie said. "Um--are you going to the next show?"
Cristina shrugged, "I don't know right now."
"I hope you do but if you don't then make sure to call sometime okay?" Charlie said as he looked at her with pleading eyes, silently asking her to stay.
Cristina smiled, "Of course--I'll catch ya later okay?" Charlie nodded and opened the door and headed out. Cristina closed the door behind him and leaned on it---Damn that John Cena.
The sound of the door knocking made Cristina jump, thinking it was Charlie, she immediately opened the door to find John on the other side.
"What the hell are you doing here?" Cristina demanded.
John brushed past Cristina into the room without answering, Cristina rolled her eyes, "Gee John come in," she said sarcastically as she shut the door.
John turned to Cristina, "I'm so sorry about earlier Cristy--I don't know what got into me I--"
Cristina held her hand up, "Just stop okay--Why are you here?"
John walked up to Cristina, "I don't want to fight with you," he said as he ran his hand down her face.
Cristina walked out of his reach and said, "Don't touch me."
John looked at her with hurt eyes, "Why?"
"I think you should leave John," Cristina said as she turned away from him.
John grabbed her arm and spun her around, "Why are you acting like this?" he asked.
"Because I'm not supposed be acting like anything with you!", Cristina said loudly. "You have a girlfriend for god's sake!"
"Cristina don't be like that,' John said as he came closer to her.
"John", Cristina started as she took a deep breath, "We-can't-do-this, how many times do I have to---"
Cristina was cut off when John captured her lips in a passionate kiss, Cristina tried to wrench out of his grasp but soon gave in and started to kiss back, wrapping her arms around John's neck in response. John pulled away and said in short breaths, "You don't want me to leave--do you?"
Cristina answered by pulling John back into a kiss, John wrapped his arm's around her waist and guided her closer to the bed. They stopped right in front of the bed and John started to inch his hands up Cristina's shirt, "I love you," John breathed as he started to lift the shirt over her head.
Cristina lifted her arms and let John remove the clothing, dropping it to the floor, Cristina pulled John close to her as she whispered, "I love you too".
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Uh oh........and shit hits the fan lol I hope you all enjoyed this chapter, it was fun writing lol I'm starting to build the Charlie/Cristina relationship as well as the Cristina/John one....Did they end up sleeping together? Or does Cristina get enough sense to stop it? Well, Review and find out!
Chapter 8:
Meanwhile:
Cristina slammed the door of the restaurant and walked angrily to the curb and sat down, "God what a fucking asshole!", she screamed at no one in particular. Cristina placed her hands on her face and took a deep breath to calm herself down, Why does she always get herself into drama? And why does John have to be an asshole? Why did she still love him? All these questions came swirling in her mind like a hurricane, she just wanted it all to end.
"Cristy?"
Cristina looked up and saw Charlie standing next to her with a concerned look on his face, "Go away," she said quietly as she looked straight ahead.
Charlie sat down beside Cristina, "I'm so sorry about this--it's my fault I should have never--"
Cristina cut him off, "No, it's not your fault Charlie--I should've known something would end up going down sooner or later, might as well be now."
"Maybe you should just tell Laura what's up," Charlie suggested.
"Yeah--I should, Not tonight though too much has already happened," Cristina said as she ran a hand through her hair.
"Well, make sure you don't put it off okay," Charlie said as he stood up and offered a hand to Cristina.
Cristina nodded and took Charlie's hand and stood up, "I'm ready to go," she stated.
Charlie smiled, "I was thinking the same thing,"
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Later at the hotel:
"I refuse to watch that"
"Come on Haas--it's a good movie."
"I'm not going to watch a chick flick."
"You hang out with a gay guy on TV! What harm can a chick flick do?"
"A LOT--I'm not watching it," Charlie said firmly he was laying out on the couch looking at the list of PPV movies on TV.
"There's not else on Haas--come on!" Cristina said as she sat on the couch, Charlie glared at her, "You know my legs aren't part of the couch," he said.
Cristina ignored him, "And plus, Win a Date with Tad Hamilton is not really a chick flick."
Charlie let out a laugh, "Yea--whatever........... my legs are loosing their blood supply Crissy."
Cristina pinched Charlie on the arm before getting up and pushing his legs off the couch and sat down again, "There wimp--happy now?"
Charlie reached over and started to tickle Cristina, "I'm NOT a wimp!"
Cristina let out a laugh as she tried to push his hands away but he was too strong and continued to tickle her sides until Cristina was half way off the couch, her upper half upside down. "Damnit Haas--the blood's rushing to my head, let me go!"
Charlie smiled wide, "As you command Ma'am," he said before lifting his hands and Cristina came tumbling on the floor. Charlie laughed at the sight of Cristina laid out on the floor.
Cristina glared at Charlie as she got up on her knees, "You are such an ass," she stated.
"What? You told me to stop and I did!" Charlie said as he laughed.
Cristina just sat there watching Charlie laugh, then she got an idea. She suddenly pulled Charlie down on the floor next to her before he had a chance to react, Cristina laughed at the look on Charlie's face, "Don't dish it out if you can't take it!", she said.
Charlie looked over at Cristina and pinned her down with one hand while using the other to tickle her on her side, Cristina giggled and struggled to get away.
"Ha--now who's in control?" Charlie said as he continued to tickle her.
Cristina laughed for a few more moments before she stopped struggling all of a sudden when she took notice of how close the two were, she was laying on her back and Charlie was leaned over her with one hand pinning her arm above her head, Charlie stopped when he notice Cristina looking at him.
"God he smells so good," Cristina thought to herself, "wait--what the hell is my problem this is Charlie Haas for god's sake.......gosh he's hot.....woah where did that come from?"
Cristina was too busy struggling with her thoughts to notice Charlie inching closer to her, until their lips were centimeters from touching. The air jumped out of Cristina's lungs as she took notice as to what was about to happen, Charlie carefully took his hand and ran it down Cristina's face, shivers ran down her spine as she felt his hand come in contact with her skin.
Just as their lips was about to touch, Cristina's phone went off. Cristina closed her eyes as Charlie sighed before moving off of her, he stood up and offered a hand to Cristina, which she took and reached for her phone. "Yeah?" she greeted.
"I need to talk to you"
Cristina sighed and rubbed her temple, "What more can you possibly say to me---I think you pretty much covered it at dinner," she said bitterly.
"Look--I'm sorry for what I said, can we just please talk?" John pleaded.
"I'm busy--good-bye," Cristina said as she hung up the phone and groaned. She stood there and looked over at Charlie, who was standing by the couch looking nervous. Then the awkwardness of the situation that had almost taken place set in and Cristina just stood there not knowing what to say.
"Was it John?" Charlie asked quietly.
Cristina nodded, Charlie sighed and walked over to the door, "Um--I better go--I got a flight to catch tomorrow morning."
Cristina walked over to the door and grabbed his arm, "Sorry--about tonight, I pretty much screwed up the whole night."
"No, you didn't Cristy," Charlie said. "Um--are you going to the next show?"
Cristina shrugged, "I don't know right now."
"I hope you do but if you don't then make sure to call sometime okay?" Charlie said as he looked at her with pleading eyes, silently asking her to stay.
Cristina smiled, "Of course--I'll catch ya later okay?" Charlie nodded and opened the door and headed out. Cristina closed the door behind him and leaned on it---Damn that John Cena.
The sound of the door knocking made Cristina jump, thinking it was Charlie, she immediately opened the door to find John on the other side.
"What the hell are you doing here?" Cristina demanded.
John brushed past Cristina into the room without answering, Cristina rolled her eyes, "Gee John come in," she said sarcastically as she shut the door.
John turned to Cristina, "I'm so sorry about earlier Cristy--I don't know what got into me I--"
Cristina held her hand up, "Just stop okay--Why are you here?"
John walked up to Cristina, "I don't want to fight with you," he said as he ran his hand down her face.
Cristina walked out of his reach and said, "Don't touch me."
John looked at her with hurt eyes, "Why?"
"I think you should leave John," Cristina said as she turned away from him.
John grabbed her arm and spun her around, "Why are you acting like this?" he asked.
"Because I'm not supposed be acting like anything with you!", Cristina said loudly. "You have a girlfriend for god's sake!"
"Cristina don't be like that,' John said as he came closer to her.
"John", Cristina started as she took a deep breath, "We-can't-do-this, how many times do I have to---"
Cristina was cut off when John captured her lips in a passionate kiss, Cristina tried to wrench out of his grasp but soon gave in and started to kiss back, wrapping her arms around John's neck in response. John pulled away and said in short breaths, "You don't want me to leave--do you?"
Cristina answered by pulling John back into a kiss, John wrapped his arm's around her waist and guided her closer to the bed. They stopped right in front of the bed and John started to inch his hands up Cristina's shirt, "I love you," John breathed as he started to lift the shirt over her head.
Cristina lifted her arms and let John remove the clothing, dropping it to the floor, Cristina pulled John close to her as she whispered, "I love you too".
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Uh oh........and shit hits the fan lol I hope you all enjoyed this chapter, it was fun writing lol I'm starting to build the Charlie/Cristina relationship as well as the Cristina/John one....Did they end up sleeping together? Or does Cristina get enough sense to stop it? Well, Review and find out!
