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/ RANDY ORTON

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 10:

I wore a black mini skirt, plain this time and a baby blue sleeveless top, I grabbed a cropped black jacket and put on blue sandals before heading out of my room. Randy was out of his room at the same time.

"You look cute," he smiled.

"So do you, not a black shirt this time," I smirked. His shirt was maroon, and he looked good.

We headed down to the lobby, I had met Jeff and Trish before and I knew Maria, Matt, Johnny Nitro and that's it.

Randy introduced me to Dave Batista, Victoria, Melina, Adam, Kennedy and Chris was there.

"Let's go then," Chris smiled as he headed out the front doors followed by everyone.

"If you feel uncomfortable or anything let me know," Randy whispered to me.

I knew what he really meant, "Yea I will tell you."

I smiled at him as we all got into the limo.

"So is Lita at John's?" Trish asked me.

Randy laughed.

"Shut up," I said to him. "Yes she is."

"Why you laughing?" Jeff asked Randy.

"Long story," Randy and I said at the same time.

Trish and Jeff grinned.

"Why you two grinning?" I asked.

"Long story," Trish replied with a grin.

I was confused, to be truthful. When we got to the club, we all grabbed a booth.

"So Cena's sister huh?" Adam asked.

"Yep!"

"You're much prettier then he is," Adam complimented.

"Thanks," I replied, no I am not interested in him.

"Wanna dance?" Dave asked me.

"Yea sure," I replied as I got up.

"Was he hitting on you?" Dave asked.

"Yep."

"That's Adam for you, if you're a female you get hit on."

"Thanks for rescuing me."

"Your welcome," Dave smiled.

We swapped places on the dance floor when I saw Randy's face. He looked like he was about to murder Dave.

"I'm gonna get a drink," I said to Dave.

He nodded and headed to the booth. While I made my way to the bar.

"Enjoyed dancing with Dave?" Randy asked from behind me.

"Adam hit on me, Dave came to my rescue," I explained.

"Oh," Randy said.

I looked at him, "Why were you jealous?" I said.

"No," he replied.

I shrugged and took my drink back to the table. Why wouldn't he just admit that he was? He really pissed me. Men! Why can't they just be honest!

"Hey we got interrupted before," Adam grinned.

I looked at Randy, was he talking to some dumb blonde?

THIRD PERSON:

"So how about a dance gorgeous?" The blonde asked.

"I don't even know your name?" Randy sighed.

"Kiara," she said softly.

"I don't…" he turned to see Michaela, she was heading to the dancefloor with Adam! "Actually let's dance."

MICHAELA'S POINT OF VIEW:

I was dancing with Adam, and I couldn't believe Randy was dancing with her! She looked like trailer trash, I bet her IQ was 1, probably lower. She was ugly. Yuk.

"Michaela," Adam whispered.

"Sorry, I tuned out," I replied with a smile.

The music became slow. I saw Randy slow dancing with that cow, so why not?

"I actually thought you weren't interested," Adam said. "Before."

"We can be mates," I didn't want to give him the wrong idea.

"Or we can be a lot more," Adam smirked as he lowered his hands.

I pulled it back up, "Don't."

"Why not?" Adam said.

"I'm cutting in," Randy said sharply to Adam.

"Come on mate, we're having fun," Adam said, I think he was drunk.

"You having fun?" Randy looked at me, I shook my head. "Beat it Copeland, go to her" He pointed to the blonde that he was with.

Randy wrapped his arms around me.

"Why aren't you with that blonde?" I asked.

"I'd rather be with you." He said softly.

"I'm sure," I rolled my eyes, not bothering to look at his face. "I'm getting a cab back to the hotel. I'm not in the mood."

"Ella," he whispered.

"Don't," I replied walking away. As I headed to the door, Trish stopped me.

"What's up?" She asked. "It's only been three hours."

"It's been a long day," I smiled. "Next time I promise I'll stay out till 1am!"

"Fine, but it wasn't Adam was it?" Trish asked. "Because when he's drunk, he's out of it."

"No Trish there's nothing wrong, it's just I'm tired," I replied. "Too many late nights."

Trish nodded, "Okay, if you need anything, call me."

"I will," I smiled as I headed to the door. I turned around Randy wasn't anywhere. I didn't really care. "See ya Trish."

"See ya Micks," Trish grinned.

I walked out of the club and grabbed a cab back to the hotel. I sighed, what was I doing here? I wanted Randy, I couldn't have him, yet I was here with him in Manchester. This sucked, he's probably got his tongue down some slapper's mouth. Bastard. I hate men!

I entered the hotel room and stood on the balcony. It was dark, I could see the city lights below me. It was beautiful. I smiled. The door of the hotel opened. I turned my head quickly, it was Randy. I didn't care, I didn't bother coming back into the room. I wasn't bothered that I was freezing.

I was surprised when Randy came outside. He pushed me against the glass windows of the balcony door and kissed me. My heart skipped a beat, I kissed him back. Was he drunk? I pulled back.

"Are you drunk?" I asked.

He laughed, "No."

"You kissed me," I said.

"I did," he smiled, he held my hand and took me back inside, we sat on the sofa. "I'm about to kiss you again."

He kissed me tenderly. No way was he sober.

"Randy, what you doing?" I asked him.

"Kissing you," he murmured as he kissed me again.

"Not that I'm complaining but why?"

"Ella, I want you, I like you, I wanna be with you."

I looked at him, "But John…"

"We'll cross that bridge when we come to it," Randy replied, he sighed and sat back. "When I saw you with Adam, when I saw his hands on you…I've never felt that much anger inside me. I mean I've had girlfriends and they've danced with guys before like that but I didn't care. With you…my blood boiled, I didn't want anyone's hands on you, ever."

I stared into his eyes, "So you were jealous?"

"Shut up," he kissed me softly, then his lips moved down to my neck.

"Randy I…can't do that yet," I whispered to him.

He pulled back, "Sorry I didn't mean to push you."

"Your not, I want us, I'm just not ready for that yet," I said softly.

He kissed me, "Nothing wrong with this is there?"

I shook my head, "Nope." I kissed him affectionately.

I had got my guy.

A/N: EXAMS ARE OVER! YAY! Well until the next set in a few months lol!

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