John and Torrie walked backstage. They hadn't said a word to each other.
"I better be going" john said turning to the beautiful Torrie Wilson. "Trish will be waiting for me"
"Trish… Erm yeah well I guess I'll see you next week" Torrie said getting ready to walk off.
Before she could walk off john spun her around.
"Great job you did tonight" He smiled
"Thanks" She smiled nervously as she began getting butterflies in her stomach.
They just stared at each other for a couple of long seconds.
"Well I best be off" Torrie smiled walking off
John just stood there until she disappeared.
He walked back to Trish's locker room and noticed she wasn't there.
She must have gone to the hotel he thought to himself.
"Trish are you her" John shouted as he walked in to the hotel room.
"Unfortunately" She screamed grumpily.
"Great" John mumbled to himself knowing that Trish was in a bad mood. He walked into the bedroom only to see her lying in bed.
"What have I done now" John asked her
"For once it's not you it's that no good blonde bimbo Torrie" She spat
"What has Torrie done" John asked confused
"She went out there and helped you when Lita got involved"
"And that's a bad thing because…"
"Because I'm your girlfriend not her" Trish spat angrily
"Look Trish Torrie had issues with Edge and Lita just like I do" John said defending Torrie
"Whatever" Trish mumbled switching the lamp off and leaving john standing in darkness. He took off his jersey and lay next to her keeping his distance.
He soon fell asleep.
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"John, John" Torrie giggled
John looked up to only to see the beautiful Torrie Wilson.
"Hey" John smirked
"Thanks for helping me tonight" she smiled
"From what" John asked her confused
She walked up to him. She was only a few inches away from him.
"From Edge and Lita" She whispered drawing circles on John's bare chest
She leaned forward and kissed him.
Just before John could kiss her back just as equally she turned around to walk away.
He grabbed her waist and turned her around
"And just where do you think your going" He smirked
"I believe you need to get back to your girlfriend Trish"
A few moments of silence passed
"Trish who" John whispered before locking lips with her.
His tongue massaged her tongue gently. He began unzipping her top until yesss….. it was off. And now her bra, he began unhooking it….
"Owwwwww" John screamed waking up. He held his arm and looked at Trish
"What was that for" He asked her grumpily
"For not letting me sleep… What's wrong with you you're making weird sounds and incase you have forgotten we have a show tomorrow so LET ME SLEEP" Trish shouted angrily.
John just lay back in bed still in shock about his dream. Why was he dreaming about Torrie Wilson? And why was he dreaming about having sex with her?
Now he couldn't stop thinking about her. He was getting strange feelings. Feelings that he had felt before. The feelings he had when he met Trish.
Is this right John thought to himself before closing his eyes.