Disclaimer: I do not own any wrestlers or racecar drivers. WWE and NASCAR own them. I only own Mikayla. Raechel and Amanda own themselves. Thanks Stacy
Chapter 8The Song, The Talk, The Kiss
Mikayla looked at Junior and slowly nodded. When she made it to the area in his basement that was used for dancing, she heard 50 Cent ft. Olivia's song 'Candy Shop'. She looked at Junior and shook her head. She wasn't surprised Junior asked her to dance. Normally she'd dance to a couple of songs with him because Casey didn't dance. Mikayla looked at Junior as they were singing along to the song while they danced.
As Mikayla danced with Junior she felt someone watching her. She looked around and then to the bar. Her eyes met those of Randy's and she noticed the way he was watching her dance. She turned around and faced Junior. Randy watched and smirk. He suddenly had a plan. He walked over to the stereo system and talked to Junior's friend who was playing Mr. DJ. As soon as the first song ended another began. Mikayla felt someone tap on her shoulder and turned around seeing Randy.
"Mikayla Shawna Michaels…will you dance with me?"
Mikayla looked at Junior who nodded to her and gave her a look letting her know she should do it.
When Randy pulled her into his arms, she heard one of her favorite songs come on. It was 'Cold' by Crossfade. She didn't know how he knew she loved it, but she really didn't care.
"How did you know this was my favorite song?"
"I didn't. It's one of my favorites and I wanted you to know this is my song to you."
Mikayla nodded and listened to the lyrics as he held her in his arms.
As the ending notes of the song flowed through the speakers, Randy placed his hand underneath Mikayla's chin. He softly lifted her chin up to get her to look at him. He motioned upstairs to let her know he wanted to talk. Mikayla nodded and followed him upstairs, out the back door, and out to the pool. He sat on a lounge chair and pulled her to sit in front of him.
"Mikayla I was given some advice by a very surprising person. I always believed that actions spoke louder than words, but then I realized that sometimes you just have to talk. So here goes…Mikayla when I first met you…you were like this amazing person. You walked up to where I was standing next to your dad with this aura or whatever it's called. You had this confidence around you. I was gonna ask you on a date that night, but then John told me you had a boyfriend. So I figured I would just offer you my friendship. I felt if I couldn't be your boyfriend than I would be happy being your friend."
Randy took a deep breath when he paused. He looked at her face and he couldn't read her at that moment. Then he continued.
"Then I just couldn't stand just being your friend. Every time I saw you, I felt so nervous and tongue-tied. When you would smile at me or laugh it was like this contagious thing. I smiled and laughed right along with you. When you would hug me and kiss my cheek I would get so nervous around you and I would feel butterflies in my stomach. Normally when a guy tells a girl that she doesn't realize what she does to him, he means it sexually. But with me…it's non-sexual. You really don't know what you do to me."
Mikayla looked at Randy.
"So you aren't sexually attracted to me?"
Randy pulled her into his lap, wrapped his arms around her waist, and placed his forehead against hers.
"I happen to be very sexually attracted to you. But I really didn't want to admit that to hopefully when we were dating."
Mikayla couldn't help the blush that crept on her cheeks. And thanks to the outside lights of the pool, Randy noticed it. He pulled away a little and looked into her eyes. Mikayla felt like she was floating as she looked into his eyes. Just as they both leaned in, the moment was ruined as 'Raining On Sunday' came playing from Mikayla's cell phone. Mikayla jumped off of Randy's lap and took a few steps away from him.
"Hey Amanda. What's up?"
"Where are you? John is flipping out. Junior is flipping out. And hell even Dave is fuckin flippin out."
"I am on my way back inside to say goodbye to everyone. Then I am going to head to my house. Hey yall wanna have a sleepover? You, Rae, and me? Just have a girls' night?"
"You need to talk don't you?"
"Yeah. Ill be inside in a minute."
Mikayla took one last look at Randy and walked back inside and down to the club. As soon as she got in there she noticed two things. One was that it was almost three in the morning. Number two was that everyone was gone with the exception of the random passed out people. She walked over to where her friends stood. As soon as she got two feet away the yelling began by Junior, Dave, and John.
"Mikayla Shawna Michaels!"
Mikayla looked at Junior glaring. 'Now I know how Randy found out my middle name.
"Where in the fuck have you been?"
Mikayla's gaze then turned to John.
"Do you have any idea how worried we were young lady?"
Mikayla couldn't help it. She just started laughing. John went over to her and looked her in the eye.
"I am so fucking glad you find this hilarious Mikayla, but we were really worried."
"Look John I'm sorry I was laughing. But it all was kinda hilarious. I mean all three of you were trying to yell at me at the same time. Now you all know you're basically gonna say the same thing. So here's how we're gonna handle this. Number one I want the three of you to get together figure out what yall wanna say. Pick who is gonna be your spokesperson. Then tomorrow you can re-approach me. Now for tonight Amanda, Raechel, and me are going to my place and having a sleepover. You guys can stay here."
Mikayla looked at the girls, let them say bye to the guys, and then walked outside with them. Just as she was about to get into her truck she felt someone tap her shoulders. She turned around and was ready to hit the person when she saw who was behind her.
"Were you gonna leave without saying bye? I thought we were getting to be ok again."
Mikayla looked in her truck and noticed the girls were trying to overhear their conversation. She shut the driver's side door and looked at Randy.
"We are. It's just I am a little overwhelmed right now. I mean so much has happened with you and me within the past few weeks and most of it happened tonight. I'll make a deal with you ok?"
"Ok."
"Give me till the next RAW event. If I show up to walk you down the ramp then I'm your girlfriend. If I don't show up than I just want to be friends. I know that sounds kinda fucked up…"
"No it sounds great. I like that idea. You got yourself a deal."
Just as Mikayla was about to get into her truck he pulled her into his arms.
"By the way. Wear something like you did that one night…the black skirt and that cute little shirt…"
Mikayla nodded and suddenly grinned. Before Randy could say anything she pulled him down to her and kissed him. Just as he started to really respond, she pulled away from him and climbed into her truck.