A/N: I only own Iris. Keep up the reviews if you want it to continue. I can't believe I have 100! Thanks. I have another story its called Equal. Enjoy.
John POV
We walked out of the restaurant. I felt so bad for Iris. I knew she just wanted to be loved by her parents. We caught a cab and went back to the hotel. Iris hadn't said anything yet and I didn't want to push her about it.
We got back to our hotel room and Iris changed immediately. I just sat on the bed. I knew she had to be upset, but I didn't know what to say about it. She sat down and turned on the TV.
"Baby, do you care if I go and talk to Randy?" I asked her. She shook her head no. I left and went to Randy's room. I knocked and he let me in.
"How did it go?" he asked me. I opened a beer and took a long drink.
"Bad." I said. He sighed and I sat down next to him.
Iris POV
I sat there and needed to talk to someone. I got up and went to the only person I knew I could talk to. I got up, left John a note and left. I walked down the hallway and knocked.
The door opened to reveal a tired looking Dave.
"Are you sleeping?" I asked him.
"No, come in." he said. I walked in and sat down.
"What is it, baby?" he asked me.
"I saw my parents tonight." I told him.
"It didn't go good, huh?" he asked me.
"No, they told me in front of John that he wasn't good enough for me." I told him.
"You think they are right?" he asked me.
"No, well, I don't know. I mean Marc said that I wasn't right for him, my parents said it, and I have no clue what Paul thinks. I just don't know." I told him. I noticed he was looking at my hand.
"He asked you?" Dave asked me.
"Yeah, he did." I said smiling. He took my hand and looked at the ring.
"It is very pretty." Dave said.
"Thanks." I said looking at it.
"You dating anyone?" I asked him.
"I tried dating, but I guess I am going to have to wait until I get completely done with my divorce. I just don't get why people think it is so bad to have kids." he told me.
"I don't know, sorry, I like kids." I told him. He smiled at me.
"Yeah, I know. I can tell." he told me.
"I want some of my own." I told him.
"Does John want any?" he asked me.
"I really don't know, but I hope so." I told him.
"You might want to find out. I didn't want kids when I got married to my first wife, but now I love them. I would do anything for them." he told me.
"Really? At first I didn't picture you as a kid person." I told him.
"Yeah, most people are just scared of me." he said. I laughed at him.
"What?" he asked me.
"Nothing. I wasn't scared of you the first time I met you." I told him. He just looked at me.
"I know, but you grew up around Paul." he said.
"Yeah, I did and Joanie (Chyna). I got used to big people." I told him. He laughed at me.
"But still, I am not most inviting looking person. Why did you try and be my friend?" he asked me.
"Your eyes said something different from your body." I told him. He just looked at me.
"Can I ask you something?" he asked me.
"You already did, but sure." I told him. He kind of laughed.
"Did the night that we made out mean anything to you?" he asked me. I looked at the ground.
"Yeah, it did, but I think when the truth came out it disappeared. Did it mean anything to you?" I asked him.
"Yeah, it did. I liked you the second I laid eyes on you. I didn't realize that Paul's plan would totally fuck it all up." he told me. I just looked at him.
"Why did you go along with it?" I asked him.
"Because, I really through I could get you as my girlfriend if I did." he said.
"You want to know what would have worked?" I asked him.
"What?" he asked me.
"Just be yourself, you remember when we grabbed lunch because you wanted to thank me?" I asked him. He nodded.
"That was when I was deciding who I wanted to date. If you had just kept it up you would have won." I told him.
We talked for a few more hours. I went back to me and John's room around 1 am. I found John asleep. I could tell he had been drinking. I put him under the covers and snuggle up next to him.
"Baby, I want you." he whispered in my ear. I realized John wasn't in the bed with me.