Love
SUMMARY: She's John Cena's sister, he's John's best friend. What happens when they fall for each other? What happens when he finds out about her past? Will he fix her broken heart? Will John find out about the couple? Are they in Love? OC/RANDYORTON
STARRING: Randy Orton/Michaela Cena, John Cena/Lita, Trish/Jeff Hardy, Stephanie/Paul (NOT ALL OF THESE PEOPLE WILL BE MENTIONED FROM THE BEGINNING.
A/N: John Cena is on Smackdown in this fic, for now lol!
Disclaimer: I own nothing except Ella!
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Chapter 5:
"Brighton?" I asked that evening. They were talking about Brighton Beach!
"Yea I booked three nights there, for us to go. Brooklyn said you'd like to go there so we're going tonight," Randy said.
"Tonight?" I repeated.
"Tonight," Brooklyn's voice came down the stairs. She had a spare key.
"What you doing here?" I looked at her.
"Well technically I booked the hotel but Randy can have the credit, and I did your packing," Brooklyn grinned.
I looked at her, "Seriously?"
"Yes," Randy replied. "I'll grab the bags, mine's already packed."
I looked as he went upstairs.
"He's a great guy," Brooklyn said.
"I know," I whispered.
"You seem…love struck."
"I am not!"
"You can never lie to me," Brooklyn grinned.
"He's John's best mate."
"That's a problem yea."
I laughed at my best friend, "You're an idiot. Me and Randy can never be more then friends."
"Like forbidden love," Brooklyn continued.
"Shut up Brooklyn!" I said.
Randy had come down the stairs, "Come on it's only 6."
"Coming," I looked at Brooklyn. "Thank you, look after the bar. Love you."
"Love ya!" Brooklyn called after me.
I got in the car with Randy. This was spontaneous. This was not too like me.
"So how longs the drive from here to Brighton?" Randy asked.
"An hour and an half without traffic, three the max with a lot of traffic. It's Thursday so no more then two." I said.
Randy nodded.
"Thanks Orton."
"Your welcome Ella, I do have to give some credit to Brooklyn." Randy admitted.
"Yea, if we have fun she will have hold this over me forever!" I laughed.
Randy grinned, "I know we'll have fun but we don't have to tell Brooklyn that."
I grinned, "Evil slyness!"
Randy smirked "How's the hangover?"
"Ok, no more headache, just tired I guess," I replied.
"Sleep, I can read road signs."
"I highly doubt that," I replied.
He laughed.
I looked at him, "You're a really sweet guy Randy."
He looked at me quickly before turning his eyes back on the road, "Your pretty amazing yourself."
I blushed. "Why Brighton?"
"Because I went there as a kid once, with the whole family when everyone was…happy."
"They not happy now?" I asked.
"It's not the same. I'm not there, my sister's all over the place, my parents, who knows what's going on between them. It's like we were once a happy family, we aren't so happy now."
I looked at him, there was defiantly sadness in his eyes, "Well you have me, if you ever need to talk about anything."
"Thanks."
"Randy, families aren't always happy, mine is a perfect example. Steven doesn't look at me the same anymore, but if I needed him ever he would be there. Your family would do the same."
"Do you really believe that?"
"I have to," I replied. "If I didn't then there'd be nothing but depression in your life. If you can't rely on your family who can you rely on?"
"Friends," Randy suggested.
I nodded, "But family is also important."
"I don't know."
"What about relying on your wife? When one day you get married."
"I don't know if I will, I don't know how people can rely and trust one person for your whole life."
I looked at him, this was a side to Randy I had never seen before. Never.
"Do you see yourself with one guy? Like one day?"
"Yea I do, I don't know if I see it in the near future, but once I can get rid of these nightmares, I do see it. I see myself with someone, someone who I could trust, be there for, have a shoulder to cry on and vice versa."
Randy looked at me, "Maybe one day I will find that girl for me but I wouldn't want to have kids and then let them watch me and her argue."
"I guess but everyone argues, no marriage is perfect," I said.
"I know, but I dunno I want something like Lita and John has, you know something strong, or like Hunter and Steph or Jeff and Trish."
"Yea but if you don't keep an open mind you'll never find that love."
"Who said I meant love?"
"Randy, you will find love one day, and then I'll say I told you so."
He laughed, I smiled. Love, a strong word, maybe we both will find it one day. Here's hoping.
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I did fall asleep. It was nearly eight when we reached Brighton, I did start to doze off. We were parked by the Hilton Metropolitan.
"You awake sleepy head?" Randy asked me smiling.
"Yea," I replied.
"Come on then," Randy grinned at me.
I got out of the car and grabbed one of the bags, Randy grabbed the other two. We headed to the reception, a young man of no older then twenty five was behind the desk.
"Good Evening," he said. His nametag read Jack.
"Good evening," Randy said, I was fighting off a laugh. "I have a reservation, two rooms under the name of Randy Orton."
He looked on his computer, "Yes sir, we have one kingsize room under your name."
"No I booked two kingsize rooms," Randy argued.
I'm gonna kill Brooklyn.
"I'm sorry sir there's only reservations for one room sir," the receptionist said.
"Great, so book us another room," Randy said.
I looked at him and then the receptionist, I am murdering Brooklyn.
"Sorry sir we are fully booked," Jack said.
Randy looked at me.
"It's fine, we'll share," I replied.
"You sure?" Randy said. "We can go somewhere else."
"No it's the holidays, everywhere is probably booked," I replied.
"We'll take the room then," Randy said.
"I'm sorry sir for the misunderstanding," Jack said. "A complementary champagne bottle will be sent to your room. Its 613."
He handed Randy the room card.
"Thanks," Randy said as we headed to the elevator. "I'm sorry about this," Randy apologised when we entered the elevator.
"It's not your fault, it's fine Randy, I'm not bothered." I was bothered. I mean who wouldn't be. We'd just have to get through three nights. Three nights, it won't be that hard would it?
The room was gorgeous, we had a sea view just like I had wanted, and it was gorgeous. I put the bag I was carrying down.
"Your tired right?" Randy asked.
"Not really, if your up for doing something," I replied.
"How about we get dinner?" Randy asked.
"Randy are you asking me on a date?" I joked.
"I take that as a yes," he grinned.
"What you wanna eat?"
"Fish and chips, beach fish is chips is yum!" Randy grinned.
I laughed, "Yum? I'm sure."
Randy smirked as we headed back out of the hotel and walked on the sea front. The shops were all open and so were the arcades. I loved Brighton.
We got our fish and chips and headed to the beach. It was really dark. We didn't go onto the sand we sat on the concrete pavement, our feet above the sand and we talked. Just talked.
"Favourite colour," Randy asked.
"Pink." I replied.
"Black."
"Favourite band."
"Metallica."
"Metallica."
"Same taste," Randy grinned. "Um favourite TV show."
"Simpsons!" I laughed.
"Same," Randy smiled.
"We have a lot in common."
"Yea we do," Randy agreed.
"Place you would love to visit," I asked.
"Switzerland, don't ask why, because I don't know."
"I'd love to go there," I said, "Doesn't mean you have to book three days there!"
Randy laughed. "Where would you like to visit?"
"I would like to go Switzerland, I would also love to go Scotland."
"It's not far from here, so why not bug John and go."
"I dunno maybe one day," I replied.
"We have a tour coming up, the week I return to RAW, it goes from Manchester, Sheffield and Edinburgh if John agrees why not come with me," Randy asked me.
I stared at his face, "Seriously?" I asked him.
He nodded, "Yea seriously."
"Wouldn't Vince mind?"
"I'll clear it with him." Randy said.
I hugged him tightly.
"I'm choking Ella," he said.
"You are the best," I said not letting him go yet.
"I have heard that before," Randy smirked as I let go.
"It's nearly ten, we should head back," I said standing up.
"Ok," he replied. "We should come back to the beach tomorrow night, it's nice out here."
I nodded in agreement as we headed back to the hotel. I tripped, I nearly hit the floor when Randy grabbed me.
"You ok?" Randy asked me gently.
I nodded. I didn't want to be too close to him, not when I might have feelings for the guy.
He let me go and we made our way back.
When we got there I opened my suitcase and looked for night outfits. I was going to murder Brooklyn. She had packed me three night outfits. All of them were of shorts and spaghetti strap tops. I sighed. Randy was using the bathroom. I looked at my phone. One text from Brooklyn. Your Welcome xXxXx
She had planned it, evil cow. Randy emerged from the bathroom in his usual attire, topless and with grey jogging bottoms. I entered the bathroom and I changed. When I re entered the room I turned to the dressing table and brushed my hair looking out the window. I felt Randy's eyes on me, looking from top till bottom. I didn't know if I liked the attention or not. I got into the left side of the bed, Randy got into the right.
"Night Ella," he said.
"Night Orton," I smiled.
I turned to face him as I closed my eyes.
A/N: Thank you guys for all the reviews! I love writing this and your reviews inspire me to continue!
So here you go, the next chapter and in the next chapter Randy and Ella get even closer ;)
Veronica
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