Summary: Adelaide Presley and John Cena have been best friends since before he joined the WWE. She realizes that she's fallen in love with him. However, she's unsure of his feelings towards her and decides to move on. What will happen once she finds out his true feelings for her?

A/N: I know it's been a while sinceI wrote one of these, and it might sound like my first story, I don't know. shrugs But I hope you guys enjoy this, and remember, your reviews will always be appreciated! Now on to the story!

Chapter 1

Adelaide had never been in love before, but since the day she laid her eyes on her soon-to-be best friend, the newly crowned WWE Champion, she knew what it felt like to love someone unconditionally.

They had met two years before he started wrestling for the WWE...

FLASHBACK

He had come into Hard Knocks Gym one day when Adelaide had been there.She was a regular there, considering she was a serious kick boxer. However, John had never seen her before, but when he saw her that day, his life had never been the same. He walked over to the bench next to hers and sat down, taking off his t-shirt.

She put the weights down and took her towel, wiping the sweat from her face. She noticed John from the corner of her eye and smiled, turning to him. "Hey."

He returned her smile. "How are ya?"

She let out a sigh. "Great. How about you?"

"Great." He watched her take a sip of her water. "Tired from your workout?"

She put the cap back on and stood up. "Nope, just gettin' started." She stuck out her hand. "By the way, the name's Adelaide Presley."

"Presley, as in-"

"Nope, no relation to any of the Presley family."

"Oh, okay." He shook her hand. "I'm John Cena."

"Nice to meet you, John."

"Same here." There was a brief pause between them as they were checking each other out. He cleared his throat and spoke up. "So, what's next for you?"

She shrugged. "I don't know. I think I'll get on the treadmill."

"Mind if I join you?"

She picked up her towel. "Of course not." She walked off to the treadmills, John following close behind.

They ran on the treadmills for about half an hour, talking most of the time. After they had gotten to know each other, John got up the courage to ask her out to lunch.

"Um, Adelaide, do you-"

"If you want to make it easier for yourself, just call me Ady."

"Okay Ady, do you want to go out for lunch later?"

She continued jogging and glanced at him. "Sounds good. Where do you want to go?"

"Want to meet up at Steak N' Shake?"

"Sure, what time?"

"Three sound good?"

"All right. See ya then."

John was about to walk off when he realized he had no way of contacting her. "Ady, can I get your cell number?"

She stopped the treadmill and got off, wiping herself off again. "Sure. Got a paper and pen?"

He searched his pockets, and shook his head. "Apparently not."

She laughed and patted his shoulder. "Hang on a sec." She looked over to the front of the gym. "Hey Gus!"

He looked up from the counter. "What's up Ady?"

"Got a pen and paper John can have?"

He dug under the counter and pulled up a scrap of paper and pen. He walked over and handed it to John. "There you go."

John took it and started to write down his number on one half of it. "Here," he tore it off and handed it to me, "that's my number. Call me anytime."

She took the pen and wrote down her number on the other half. "That's my number. I always have it on me, so just call whenever."

He stuffed it in his pocket and flashed another smile at her. "So I'll be seeing you."

She kissed his cheek and grinned. "That you will." She scooped up her towel and water bottle and walked out, feeling John's eyes on her as she left.

END FLASHBACK

As Ady watched John celebrate with the crowd after his win, she reminisced about how good it used to be before he was hired as a WWE superstar. They called each other every day, no matter who was doing what, and they'd always seem to talk for hours about nothing. They had kept up with calling each other, even though John was on the road almost every day. He'd always make sure to update her with everything he knew, and when he'd be coming back home to see her. She smiled, seeing John's triumphant moment unfold and felt as if her heart was going to burst.

After they started the next match, she turned off the TV. She had a feeling that tonight, he probably wouldn't call her, because he would go out and party with the rest of the guys after the show. She got up and changed into her pajamas and crawled into bed, comfortably drifting into a deep sleep.