Summary: Best friends. The term describes Trish Stratus and John Cena – or does it? With all the drama going on in their lives, even they're not sure anymore.Everything You Want
PART EIGHTEEN:
RANDY'S HOTEL ROOM
"Hey, great timing – I was just about to order some dinner. Pizza sound good?"
Trish nodded and stepped into Randy's room. After she dropped her duffel bag on the floor, and she plopped down onto the bed and looked up. "Sounds great. Pepperoni, preferably. But uhm…"
Randy stopped and looked up at Trish, phone in his hand, ready to dial. "Yeah?"
"I…" she began, meeting his eyes for a moment. He looked a little nervous, as if he wasn't sure he wanted to know what she had to say next. She rid her mind of all troubling thoughts, deciding to just have a fun time with him before they got to all the serious talk. "Just don't forget to make sure they add garlic breadsticks to the order."
A relieved look crossed his face and he nodded his head, then turned his attention back to the phone. After he punched seven digits in, he turned his back to Trish and waited. When the greeting came from the other end, he placed his order: a large pizza; half pepperoni, half mushroom, two bottles of water, and the biggest order of garlic breadsticks they could deliver. "Thank you," he finished the call. "Yep, 20 minutes. Goodbye." He hung up and turned around.
"So…" Trish began. "What movie did you have in mind?"
"There's two good choices, actually," he explained, picking them up off the entertainment center and heading to the bed where Trish sat. He took the seat beside her and held the movies out. "There's 'Liar Liar' – one of Jim Carrey's best, and 'Friday the 13th' which I've actually never seen, believe it or not. You choose."
"Hmm…" Trish contemplated, tapping her finger to her chin. "'Liar Liar' is definitely one of Jim Carrey's best movies, and it never gets old, so I know we'll love it. I've seen 'Friday the 13th', but it was back when I was younger, so I don't remember anything about it. But I'm not sure if I'm in the kind of mood for a horror movie."
"Well that would mean that Jim Carrey is our safest bet."
"Guess so," Trish agreed, nodding at Randy. "'Liar Liar' it is then. Pop it in."
HOTEL LOBBY
"It's late, Steph… we should probably get up to bed."
Stephanie nodded at Chris and stood from her seat. The couple had just finished a late night meal and drink at the hotel bar. They grabbed their things and headed for the elevator. Just as the doors opened, a familiar voice called out to them.
Chris turned around and smiled. "Hey, John." Stephanie turned as well and nodded at John.
"Guys, hey," John greeted, catching up to them. "What's up?"
"Nothing really," Chris replied, shrugging. "We just got done eating, and we're probably gonna go to bed soon. Steph's got an early flight back home, and I'm just beat."
"Oh well, then don't let me bother you… I just had a question."
"No, we have a little time, John… what did you need?"
John smiled at Stephanie and nodded. "Well, uhm…" he paused for a moment, as if he was nervous, then he shifted from foot to foot, before meeting Stephanie's eyes again. "This is gonna sound weird, but have you talked to Trish lately?"
"Yeah, earlier today, actually," Stephanie nodded. "Why?"
"Well, I wanna talk to her," John replied. "But, things are kind of weird with us, and I'm not sure if that would be a good idea."
"I don't really know anything about your situation," she lied. "But if you want to talk to Trish, you should go for it."
"I think I will," John nodded, smiling at Stephanie, then Chris. "I have to go talk to someone else first, but I think I'll go see her after. Thanks, Steph."
Stephanie nodded and watched as John disappeared around the corner. She turned back to Chris. "He's a little odd."
"Nah," Chris disagreed, shaking his head. "He's just in love."
Stephanie's eyes widened slightly. "You think?"
"Yeah," Chris nodded his head. "I do."
RANDY'S HOTEL ROOM
Trish yawned as the credits to 'Liar Liar' started to roll down the screen. Randy stood and took the movie out of the DVD player, then picked up the box of pizza and dropped it onto the floor. "Well, it's officially midnight, and you're ready to fall asleep, so I think it's bedtime."
Trish groaned in protest and sat up on the bed. "I'm not tired," she replied, half-smiling. "I'm wide awake."
"Sure you are," Randy nodded his head. "But…" he was cut off by a knock on the door. He gave Trish a look, as if to ask who could possibly be knocking on his door at midnight, then shrugged and headed for the door.
Trish heard the door open, and then what she could have sworn sounded like a gasp on Randy's part, then a familiar voice saying hello. It took a moment, but the voice finally registered and Trish nearly gasped herself.
"John," Randy spoke, sounding shocked. "Uhm, hey… what's up?"
Trish could hear John shuffling around in the other room. "Nothin', I just kind of wanted to talk to you about something."
"Sure, what is it?"
"Well, I saw you earlier… and you were kissing Trish," he paused and Trish covered her mouth so she wouldn't make any noise. "I was just wondering what that was… are you guys together or something?"
"Uh…" Randy cleared his throat.
"Why are we standing out here?" John questioned, and Trish could hear his feet moving across the floor in her direction. "We can go into the room…"
"John, wait," Randy called out, following behind John.
"So, answer my question, man," John replied, stepping into Randy's room. He paused when he spotted Trish sitting on the bed. He looked from her to Randy, his blue eyes wide. "Never mind… I guess my question's been answered." He looked at Trish for a moment, then turned on his heels and walked out of the room.
Wow, it's been so long. :-/ I'm sooo sorry, guys. School's crazy I'm a senior, and I've been neglecting writing a little bit. SORRY. Hope you enjoy this chapter. ) Let me know what you think.