Hope u uys like this chapter. in this chapter the story finally gets going! read and reveiw!

Crazychick

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Chapter 3

Knock knock.

Shit! "Coming," Lita yelled. So close yet so apart.

She ran to the door to see Trish standing in the doorway.

"Hey girl. I just wanted to check if your okay?" Trish pulled her into a hug.

"I'm fine Trish," Lita replied.

"So what you doing today?" Trish asked.

"We were planning to stay in here and rent films or something," Lita answered.

"Oh…ok. I better go then," Trish grinned.

She left quickly.

"SO you want to rent films. Cool. I'll pick some up," Randy said.

That day and during the evening, they watched various films starting from Love Actually to The Ring 2. They laughed and giggled and screamed until they fell asleep on the floor.

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THE NEXT WEEK IN, A DIFFERENT CITY, A NEW HOTEL .

"RAW tonight," Lita sighed.

"You have the night off, lucky for some," Randy Orton smiled.

"I guess. I want to come. I'm better now."

"Rest okay and you can come out after to the club. Deal?"

"Ok Randy. Bye," she said as he left.

Randy left the room and made his way to the arena. He never told Lita that he was allowed a night off. He was going for one reason only. Tonko was going to pray for what he did. He had promised Lita. Lita. His mind wondered off. Beautiful Lita…he had been so close to touching her lips but thanks to Trish he didn't get too. I love her more then I've ever loved anyone, let a lone a woman.

In the Ring…

Tonko had Hurricane ready for god knows what move, even the commentators were confused. Torrie was jumping up and down and clapping. Neither of them saw him. He had a chair in his hand and a chain in the other. He came running into the ring and smacked the chair onto the back of his large head. WHACK!

Tonko was down and Torrie was crying. He smacked Tonko again and again until his head busted open. He dropped the chair and hit the chain on the front of his head.

"That's for Lita!" Randy Orton spat.

Torrie couldn't take it. He wouldn't hit her. She jumped into the ring and chucked the chain away. He held her by the hair and spoke once more, "I don't hit women. I'm not like your lover boy."

Just then, Lita's entrance began as she ran to the ring. She took her down by a hurricana off the top rope and was beating her face until Torrie managed to roll out of the ring.

"Thanks Randy," Lita muttered as they left the ring together.

They stood at the back and he asked her, "Why you here?"

"Don't you want me here," she said innocently.

"It's not that but…"

"I'm fine Randy. We have to get ready for the club. I'm letting Stacy decide my outfit."

"Good luck with her," he laughed.

They laughed as they drove back to the hotel. I'm Lita. Miss extreme, how can I like…love Randy?

"Come on Lita put it on!" Stacy yelled impatiently.

Lita moaned as she put on the short denim black skirt and tight and extremely short aqua blue halter neck. She wore the blue sandals and left her hair out.

Stacy complained, as they were late to meet the guys. The first thing Lita noticed was randy wearing black trousers and a lovely turquoise green silk shirt.

"Wow," Chris Jericho said to Stacy.

They had decided to walk to the club, as it was sonly a few blocks away.

Stacy and Chris Jericho walked in front as Trish and Christian walked in the middle, leaving Randy and Lita at the back.

"You look amazing," Randy drooled.

"You don't look so bad yourself," Lita blushed.

"You look cute…when you blush."

"Thanks," she said going redder then her hair.

He slipped his arm around her waist and she didn't mind. She felt safe with him, like she's never felt before not even with Matt.

They reached the club as the others went to get drinks.

"I want to dance," Lita said.

Randy didn't say anything but led the way to the dance floor. They danced for hours as Stacy handed them refills on their drinks. They weren't drunk but giggly by 2 am. They laughed on the way back to the hotel.

In their room…

"That was sooooooooo much fun," Lita laughed.

"I know! Your amazing," he whispered.

He gently rubbed her check with the back of his hand. He put his other hand around his waist. He pulled her closer. She put her arms around her neck. He leaned in and she finally felt his lips. He kissed her passionately and led her towards the bed and slowly undressed her as she pulled off his clothes. They made love for hours. Neither of them had ever felt like this.

"I love you sweetheart," Randy whispered.

"I love you too," Lita replied before cuddling him.

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He could see her and him. They were together, making love. It disgusted him. Randy Orton of all people. It made him sick. She was his not hers. He was going to let her know he was around. He couldn't watch them. He will get her to be his if it's the last thing he does….