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Chapter 13 : Lost

I woke up to a banging on my hotel room door. I groaned and looked at the clock. I almost screamed when I saw what time it was, one because I wanted to go back to sleep and two because I couldn't believe I slept that long. I pulled the covers off of me and got out of bed. I looked down and saw that I was in the clothes I had on earlier minus my shoes meaning I could see my heart socks, I loved socks. I walked to the door and looked at the mirror on the wall next to the door. I sighed as I saw that I looked horrible with makeup smudged and hair going in every which direction. I was too tired to freak out about it though so I opened the door. I saw Paul and I leaned against the door with one foot on the other.

"Hi Paul." I said sleepily.

"Why hello sleeping beauty. Judging from your appearance, I see you just woke up?" He said as he invited himself in. I closed the door and followed him.

"Hey. I don't look that bad and if it wasn't for you, I would still be sleeping blissfully." I said defensively.

"Well, you should probably get ready." He said sitting on the couch and turning on the TV.

"Ready for what?" I asked confused.

"Raw. Tonight. Don't tell me you forgot." He said unbelievably.

"O-f…of course not." I lied. "What kind of fool do you take me for?" I asked rhetorically. I walked to my suitcase and grabbed some clothes, cosmetics and things I would need for my shower and walked into the bathroom. I got in the shower and it felt great. When I got out I blow dried my hair and then straightened it and did my make up. Then I went to put on my clothes, I noticed that I forgot my bra. I groaned. I knew that if I walked out there with just a towel on, Paul would…react. And I knew if I asked him to bring it to me, he would be a jackass. But, I most certainly wasn't going to go out there like this.

I slightly opened the door and poked my head out. "Paul." I said hesitantly.

"Yes." He said.

"Can you do something for me?" I asked shyly.

"Well, that depends what you want me to do." He said and started walking over to the door and stopped until he was directly in front of me. "If you want me to, for example, wash your back. I can handle it." he said cockily. I rolled my eyes.

"No. That's not it." I said.

"Then what is it?" He asked.

"I left my bra in my bag. Can you bring it to me?" I asked feeling a blush rise to my cheeks.

A mile-wide smirk rose on his face. "Why didn't you just ask. Of course." He said and walked over to my bag. "What color?"

"It is white lace." I said feeling my cheek turn about ten shades darker.

A few seconds later, I saw him walking back with two bra's in his hand.

"If you ask me, this one is much sexier." He held up a black lace bra while taking a step closer to the door.

"Well, I didn't ask you." I said and grabbed the white one and closed the door. I heard him laugh. "Put the other one in my bag you whore." I said knowing what he was trying to do.

"I am not a whore." He said back. I laughed and shook my head before finishing changing.

I walked out the room and walked over to my shoe bag to pick out some shoes. I was wearing a just above the knee white flowy skirt with a silk black camisole with white lace and a white cropped jacket. The shoes that I had finally decided to wear were White stilettos where the straps go around you leg in a criss-cross pattern up to my knee . I turned around and saw Paul looking at me. I smirked and did a little twirl with one hand by my head and the other by me thigh.

"How do I look?" I asked happily.

"Great." He croaked out.

"You don't think its took much?" I asked consciously.

"Absolutely not, especially since you will be with me most of the night. And I like to dress it up a little." He said and walked closer to me.

"Thanks. But, I don't think I'm going to see you much. I will probably be with Shane." I said and could have sworn I saw a spark of disappointment flash behind his eyes. I discarded the thought and picked up my purse and turned back to him. "Shall we go?" I asked and put an arm around his waist.

"We shall." He said putting a arm around my shoulders as we walked to the door. Once we were outside, Paul said he would drive me there and back so it would be easier.

The ride to the arena was quiet and kind of uncomfortable. But once we got out of the car and walked into the arena, it was back to normal and we were flirting and exchanging playful insults. We found Paul's locker room and he opened the door gesturing for me to come in.

"I think I should go find Shane." I said disappointedly.

"Yeah, I guess. Tell me in you need anything." He said sadly and walked into his room.

I started walking, feeling a bit bad for leaving Paul. He had been so nice to me. But I just don't understand why he was acting like this. Did he like me? Did I like him? I am very confused. All these thoughts were running through my head and the next thing I know, I'm on the ground because I ran into someone. "I'm sorry, I wasn't paying attention." I said before I looked up. I looked up and saw John Cena. I was shocked. I had dreamed of this moment. It was funny because Charlie said that he was the hottest man alive and as I am looking at him now I see that TV does him no justice and if Charlie were here, she would faint. He smiled.

"Hey. No problem, I wasn't paying attention either." He said and offered me a hand. I accepted and was up to my feet. I smiled at him.

"So what were you thinking of?" He asked looking down on me. Even with my heels on he was a good inch or two taller than me.

"Just stuff and wondering if I could get anymore lost." I said with a nervous laugh.

"Well, maybe I can help you out. Are you looking for someone? A boyfriend maybe?" He asked slyly.

"Uhh, no actually I don't have a boyfriend." I said and for some reason blushed.

"Aww. Well then, who is lucky enough to have such a pretty lady looking for them?" He asked and tilted his head to the side with a smile.

"Uhh…Shane McMahon actually." I said.

"You do know he's married right?" He asked with a furrowed brow.

"Yes." I said with a laugh. "I'm his secretary." I said.

"Oh. That makes much more sense." He said and offered his elbow to me. "Well, how about I escort you there."

"Sure." I said and grabbed his elbow. "You have to though, you can just point me into the direction." I said as we started walking.

"Well, its not everyday that I get to walk with and talk to such a beautiful women, such as yourself." He flirted.

"So tell me. Does that line work on everyone?" I smiled and looked at him.

"Only the bimbo-y ones." He said and I laughed. Eventually we reached Shane's room and let go of John's elbow.

"Well, thank you for bringing me here." I said thankfully.

"Hey, no problem. I will see you later." He said and walked off down the hall. I stood there for a few minutes and knocked on the door. The person on the other side said to come in.

I gripped the doorknob and turned it and slowly walked into the room. The first thing I saw was the person sitting on the other side of the desk from Shane. He turned around and looked just as shocked. If Shane wasn't my boss, I would have raced out of there and never came back.


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