Chapter 3: "Late Dinner… Very Late Dinner"

Lita chases Shawn down the stairwell. Shawn jumps onto the stairway railing, and starts sliding down to the first floor. Lita stops and watches him.

"That's cheating!" Lita yells.

Shawn laughs as he reaches the bottom. "I beat you!" He stares up, and squints, trying to see Lita.

Lita finishes running down the stairs, and hunches over, catching her breath. "You… suck… ass…"

"Heh, heh." Shawn pats her on her back. "You should have used my idea."

"Nah, I like putting myself in competition." Lita stands up. "Now I have an appetite."

"Yeah, me too." Shawn opens the heavy, steel door. He walks through, and slams it on Lita. He peeks through the window, and sticks out his tongue as if he was a little child.

"You're not very nice." Lita pushes the door open with all her strength.

"Oh, I'm sorry, miss.. Queen." Shawn purposely giggles like a little schoolgirl.

"Kiss my ass." Lita starts walking towards the McDonalds located inside the hotel.

Shawn jogs after her, and locks elbows with her. "I gotta be a gentleman for our first date."

"First date?" Lita raises an eyebrow.

Shawn slightly blushes. "I mean, you know, as friends." He takes a deep breath.

"Yeah, yeah.. Of course!" Lita agrees. For a second there, I thought he was trying to come on to me.. She thought.

The friendly couple sit down at a table set for two. Lita tilts her head back in relaxation. Shawn grabs the salt shaker and spins it round and round. It tips over, spilling salt everywhere.

"Oops." Shawn sweeps the salt off the table with his right hand. He shyly looks around. Noticing Lita, he blinks and pokes her abdomen. "Hey, what's the matter?"

Lita suddenly sits back up and opens her eyes. "Err, just relaxed. I haven't slept at all in the past three days."

"And why not?" Shawn growls, acting concerned.

"Just a bit stressed on being alone. Me and Matt really had problems in the past. We actually discussed on being engaged right before we split up." Lita explains.

"I'm sorry." Shawn smirks, jokingly. "Well, there are other fish out in the sea.. That's what my mom always told me. I've had a ton of girlfriends when I was in school, and when I first started out in the WWE."

"I figured. You're such a pretty boy. Not meaning that in a rude way, just you look like one." Lita smiles back.

"Of course I am!" Shawn laughs. "Do you know how many times I've been told that!" He continues to laugh. "I knew you'd say it."

Lita starts to laugh. "Seriously?"

"Oh, man, I used to think that it was a rumor, that's how bad it was. Everyone would walk up to me like, oh, look, it's HBK, Shawn Michaels, the pretty boy that gets all the girls,. I would just look at them and laugh my ass off, It'd make me think that all the kids I went to school with just stalked me and knew I joined the WWE and would tell everyone on the staff what exactly I was like. It is so hilarious." Shawn explains.

"That is pretty funny, that is what I always thought of you. Nobody ever told me what you were like, except the fact that you were funny and childish. I never thought that you'd be child-like the way you are." Lita laughs.

Shawn looks over to the counter. "Hey, we came over to eat, didn't we?" He stands up. "I'm hungry."

Lita stands up also. "Yeah, me too."

Lita and the Heartbreak Kid walk up to the counter and order their food. The cashier glances at them, but then looks at them again.

"Excuse me," The young woman asks.

"Yes?" Shawn looks at her.

"A-are y-you Shawn Michaels? And are you L-lita..?" She stutters and blushes.

"Yes we are." Lita looks at her and smiles.

"Oh, my! Can I have your autographs, please?" The cashier asks nervously.

"Sure." They both answer.

The cashier takes out a pen and grabs her book bag. She looked like as if she was a college student. She takes out Shawn Michaels book, that he just released, and Lita's book, that was released about two or three years ago. She hands it to them. "Here you go. Oh, you two did absolutely wonderful tonight. I seen the show. It went perfect with my work schedule."

"Glad you made it to work. Thanks for going to the show." Shawn smiles and signs the inside front cover of his book. "Who is this to?"

"Uh, me, the name's Jennifer." The cashier blushes.

"Yes, it is a pleasure to do this for a big fan." Lita signs the inside cover of her book. "What did you think of my book?" She asks.

"Oh, wow! It was really amazing. I loved it. I read it about five times already." Jennifer replies.

Shawn hands Jennifer the book. "You must've bought mine right away." He says.

"Oh, yes, I… actually pre-ordered it. I did the same with your book, too, Lita. I'm already three-fourths finished with Shawn's book." She laughs nervously.

"Wow.." Shawn laughs. "It was nice seeing you."

"Same here." Lita hands Jennifer her book. "Good night."

"Yes, good night. It was a wonderful privilege meeting my two favorite wrestlers." Jennifer waves.

Shawn and Lita grab their food, and turn to walk back to their table.

"Oh, excuse me." Jennifer yells.

They both turn back around at the same time.

"Yes?" Shawn asks.

"I'm sorry, this'll be the last time I interrupt you, but.. May I ask.. That why you two are together? Are you guys a couple now?" Jennifer asks.

Lita and Shawn look at each other and laugh nervously. They look at the young woman nervously.

"Uhh…" Lita hums.

"Not exactly, we have just been reacquainted. We are just two friends." Shawn nods.

"Oh, okay. I just want to say… that you two look really great together." Jennifer comments.

"Thank you." Lita smiles.

The two turn back around and sit at the table they were once at before.

"She has a nice rack." Shawn jokes.

"Shawn!" Lita eats a couple fries and slaps his shoulder playfully. "It's very rude to stare." Lita laughs.

"Heh, I want to go ask if they're real." Shawn sips his soda and stares at her breast.

"Hey!" Lita waves her hand in front of his face. "You need to get out of la la land."

"I'm sorry! It's just… man, those college girls." Shawn jokes. "I wish I was young again."

"You are young. You're young by the way you act." Lita chuckles. "Age is just a number.. Until you reach fifty. Then you need to accept that you're an old bag." She jokes.

"I'm not there yet!" Shawn stretches and takes a huge bite of his cheeseburger. He purposely chews with his mouth open, letting the food fall out of his mouth. "Am I sexy now?" He tries to say, but cannot understand his full mouth.

"Eww, no!" Lita slides her chair back away from the table. She laughs. "You're getting food everywhere!"

Shawn starts laughing hysterically at Lita. He tries to chew up the rest of the food, but it gets all over his clothes, the table and the floor. Lita starts to laugh at Shawn's mess.

"We need somebody at aisle four! Clean up at aisle four!" Lita yells, jokingly, and continues laughing.

Shawn laughs so hard, he hunches over to a trashcan next to him. He spits all the food out. He looks at Lita with the most disgusted face. "That trashcan smells like an ass that shit itself and hasn't been cleaned in four-hundred years!"

Lita starts laughing harder. "Oh… my… god.." She tries to speak. "I.. Really don't know why, but… I just find this… so… damn… funny." She tries to catch her breath.

Shawn sits up and wipes his mouth with a napkin. "Usually, when that happens, it means that you haven't laughed in a long time, because you were stressed out about something." He tosses the napkin in the trashcan, and gags at the smell.

Lita wipes the tears from her eyes. "I really needed it." She takes a deep breath. "Honestly, I haven't laughed like this ever since me and Matt were together… and happy."

Shawn also takes a deep breath, trying to act serious. "You know, I'm really sorry that you two didn't work out the way you planned."

"Thank you, but I really don't want pity. I can take care of myself." Lita says.

"Oh, I see, you're a big girl." Shawn smiles. "I know… it's extremely painful when you lose someone you really love. My wife… she was just so amazing. We acted like two teenagers when we were together." He explains and clenches his fists, and tries to hold back his tears. He clears his throat and rubs his forehead.

"Shawn…" Lita blinks and gently caresses his left hand with her right hand.

Shawn closes his eyes tightly. "What..?" He mumbles.

Lita sighs, "Erm, why did you and your wife split up? I… don't mean to be so nosey, just trying to-"

Shawn interrupts her. "She had an affair. With who, I still don't know… but I know she did."

Lita takes her hand back in shock. Her chest starts to feel great pain. "Oh Shawn… I'm so-"

"No, it's okay. I found out from my son. My son had to tell me…" Shawn looks up at Lita, with tears flowing down his cheeks. "How the fuck come does he know, being our son, and me being her loving, caring husband and best friend, and I don't have a damn clue!" Shawn lifts up his right fist, and stops himself from punching the table. He slowly rests the fist on the table, meeting the other one. He takes a very very deep breath and exhales slowly.

"Hey, it's okay." Lita stands up. "Maybe this isn't the best place to discuss this." She walks over to his side and kneels down to hug him. She whispers in his right ear. "Come with me…"

Shawn wipes his nose and eyes and stands up. The couple walk out of the restaurant and enter the elevator. Lita wraps her arms around Shawn, calming him down. They arrive on the floor of Lita's room. They walk to their destination, and unlock the door. Lita kindly opens it for Shawn. He walks inside, and Lita follows him, closing and locking the door. Lita sits down on one bed, Shawn sits down on the other.

"What did you want…?" Shawn asks, acting like he never cried.

"I know that our problems are very different. I never experienced being married. I brought you up here, because I didn't really want to make a scene. I deeply apologize about what you're going through. I wish I could help somehow." Lita explains.

"I understand and really appreciate your kindness, but-" Shawn stops.

"But nothing! I know that we don't know each other well, but I know we can be close friends. I want to start this off as a good friendship, and this is the perfect beginning." Lita moves towards the edge of the bed. "I will be here for you, Shawn. And I know you'll be here for me. Let me help." She looks into his eyes.

"I…" Shawn stares into Lita's eyes. His lips slowly curl into a smile. "Thank you." He whispers.

"No problem." Lita whispers back, smiling also.

"You know, I'm not a pussy. I don't always cry." Shawn stands up playfully.

"Uh huh, sure…" Lita sits back. "I have a question."

"Mmm?" Shawn hums, as he rummages through his luggage.

"Why did you get the name of being the pretty-boy?" Lita smiles.

"Ahh, I see, going back to that subject." Shawn chuckles. "You see, I was a part of the football team at my high school. I was the star player. I was voted homecoming king for sophomore, junior and senior years, also prom king. I also was on the wrestling team, track team and baseball team. Team captain for track and baseball teams."

"Ooo, really?" Lita claps her hands. "Good boy."

"I'm not done yet." Shawn takes a deep breath. "I was also a part of the chess club, wrestling club, and student council. I was on the honor roll, had perfect attendance, I was well known by my perfect grades, I had three girlfriends at the same time, I led a credit recovery program, I was leader of a tutoring program, I was winner of the talent show junior and senior years, and I was smarter than the Asian students." He finishes.

"That's impressive." Lita smiles.

"Oh! I forgot something else." Shawn thinks.

"What now?" Lita blinks.

"I'm kidding!" Shawn laughs and leaps onto his bed and jumps on it.

Lita lays on her back on her bed. "You're a dick.." She laughs.

"I know…" Shawn giggles girlishly. "You want the truth?"

"Well, duh, that's what I wanted the first time." Lita slaps her forehead.

"Okay, seriously though, I really was elected homecoming king… just for sophomore year. I was elected prom king too… just as a finalist. I was really on the track team, but not captain. I was never in any club, nor programs, I had horrible attendance, I was never on the honor roll, I skipped school everyday, I won the talent show once in senior year, I smoked pot everyday and drank. I was nowhere near having higher intelligence than Asian students, I copied most of my assignments from them. I was well known for throwing a lot of parties." Shawn laughs. "It's close to my bluff." He shrugs.

"Yeah right!" Lita shakes her head. "Not close at all."

"Maybe a little bit." Shawn thinks.

Lita glances over at the clock, that is propped up on the wall in the center of the room. "It's almost two thirty!"

"Really?" Shawn asks sarcastically.

"I need to try and get some sleep. You know, we have a house show on Wednesday, in Georgia." Lita crawls under her blankets. "Are you staying here?"

Shawn sits down on his bed. "Yeah." He stretches and crawls under the blankets of his bed also. "See you in the morning."

"Good night." Lita stretches her arm over to the lamp, and clicks it off.

End Chapter Three