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THE NORMAL. I DON'T OWN ANYTHING BUT COURTNEY AND THE OTHER ORIGINAL CHARACTERS AND PLACES.

Chapter 5

Nattie and Beth put through me through an extreme make over. I know I changed my outfit atleast 7 times. It was crazy! I finally settled on some black skinny jeans, a cute sequin top, a black jacket and my favorite Louis Vuitton black pumps, which I had to fight Nattie for. Beth did my make up, giving me a smokey eye and bright red lipstick as a pop of color. As Nattie was finishing up my hair, the doorbell rang.

"Oooo I'll go get it!" Beth squealed and ran to the door.

I felt the butterflies start to flap in my stomach. I felt like I was going to yack up my lunch. Nattie snapped me out of my internal thoughts and I looked into the mirror. My hair was perfect. She grabbed my hand and dragged me downstairs. John was waiting in the living room talking to Beth and TJ (Tyson Kidd). He looked up and his eyes immediately stopped on me and his jaw hung open. Bingo Court, you just gave him an insta-boner. I smirked as I grabbed my bag and my phone and walked over to him. He still had the same expression on his face. "Close your mouth, you're drooling," I laughed.

God he looked so sexy. A black button down, blue jeans and black dress shoes. He grabbed my hand and we walked out the door. I heard Beth and Nattie oohing and I just shook my head. John opened the door to his car and I slid in. He walked around and sat down beside her in the driver's seat. He looked over to me and smiled.

"You look great," he said giving her a sly smile. I smiled back thanking him. "You look good too." John roared the engine and off we went.

John showed me all of the different things Tampa had to offer and some of his favorite spots to hang out at during his down time. Tampa was HUGE. We eventually stopped at some Cuban restaurant. He remembered that I loved Cuban food. It made me smile a little bit. John drew me out of my daydream when he laced his fingers in mine. He talked to the waitress and he lead us to a table in the back of the restaurant. It was so beautiful in there, so many different art pieces. The restaurant was fairly busy yet no one noticed either of us walk in. John pulled the chair out like a gentleman and I sat down. I didn't realize how hungry I was until I looked at the menu. Damn the pictures were enough to give me a mouthgasm. After we ordered, I was determined to get him to spill about my Christmas present. I'm not one to back down so easily.

"So Johnny. What have you been up to today?" I asked him as I sipped my soda.

He shrugged, "Not much, finished up some shopping for my mom and pops and my aunts."

"Did you get me anything?" I smirked playing with the straw. Hook.

"Mhmm," He said eating a chip. Line.

"Soooo? Whatcha get me," I said grabbing his hand, rubbing it seductively. Sinker.

He smirked and grabbed my hand, kissed it and pulled closer to me whispering, "You'll see on Christmas. Santa doesn't like little girls who are sneaky."

Fuck. No bite.

I rolled my eyes and laughed. Just as I did, our food arrived. My God did it look good. And it tasted even better. After we finished, much to my dismay, John paid and we walked down the street. I really should have wore more comfortable shoes. We walked about two blocks from the restaurant to a club. Man it was hype. He talked to the bouncer and he let us in. Let me tell you, this place was AMAZING. Probably one of the hypest clubs I've ever been to outside of Houston. He immediately led me to the dance floor. He must have been determined to make this a good night.

It seemed like we had been dancing forever. He pointed me over to the bar to order us a couple drinks, a beer for him and a Coke for me (I'm Straight Edge). He smiled at me as I took a sip of my soda. "What?" I questioned him.

He shook his head, "Oh nothing, just admiring the view."

I quickly looked behind me about to beat some skank's ass and heard him laugh again. I rolled my eyes. "Jackass."

"So violent yet so sexy. Have you been enjoying yourself tonight?" He said sipping his beer.

"It's alright. Tampa's great but it's no Houston," I said.

"You just have to find a great club on a great night and have a good time," he said right before I started to freak out. The Way You Move came on. I danced at my senior prom to this and did a dance to this song in dance class. I immediately was entranced into the beat of the song and began to dance. John shook his head and grabbed my hand dragging me out to the dance floor once again. We meshed together, myself grinding on him to the beat. Right then it seemed like something clicked. I turned around to him and I saw the look in his eyes, his eyes darkened from the brilliant blue they already were. I wrapped my arms around his neck and his arms around my waist. My heart was racing. I could have sworn he was going to kiss me then but he diverted my lips and went to my ear and whispered, "We have one more place to go..." before grabbing my hand and pulling me out of the club. He left me with the bouncer, whom I nicknamed Gingy, as he ran down the street to retrieve our vehicle. He zoomed back down the street and the bouncer, later found out to be named Stephen, walked me to the car and opened the door for me. I thanked him and we rode off to God knows where.

I was enjoying my time and I looked over at John. He seemed like he had something on his mind. I could tell by the intense glare he was giving the road. I put my hand on his leg and he jumped and I immediately retracted my hand. What in the hell was wrong with him?

A few minutes later we stopped in a parking lot. He got out of the car and grabbed something out of the trunk then came around to my door and opening it, helping me out.

"Um, those shoes might not be a good idea in the sand," he said pointing to them.

"We're at a beach?" I questioned. It was fairly dark. He nodded and I slipped my shoes off and we walked onto the beach. The sand was cold. It was peaceful and secluded. John spread out a blanket and we sat down on it looking out on the water. The sounds of the waves crashing ashore was soothing. In all of the times going to the beach, I've never felt this relaxed, even if it were the middle of December. I started to shiver a little bit and John pulled me closer as I tried to steal as much body heat from him as possible. I smiled.

"Thanks for this. For everything. You really showed me a good time tonight Cena," I said looking up on him. He still had that distant look in his eyes. It was really starting to worry me. I poked him in the side and he jumped and smiled a little. "What's wrong Johnny Boy?" He sighed and shrugged. It was starting to tick me off. I wasn't one to beat around the bush. "John if you don't tell me now, I'm gonna throw sand down your pants." That earned a chuckle from him.

"I don't want to ruin any of this so I'm gonna keep my mouth shut," he finally let out. What did he mean?

"Go on..." I said, facing him. He sighed and rubbed the back of his neck.

"I really don't know how to put this," he started.

Oh fuck. He has a girlfriend. I feel like such a fucking idiot.

"Tonight was great. The perfect night. It made me feel different ya know? Like something was finally brought to my attention then I realized it. All of that I felt back then, all of the raw emotions and shit that I put out there was frustration that you weren't around anymore. And now that you're here, I feel at peace. Like I'm sorta complete so to speak. I know it sounds cheesy having a confession hour here but I like you. I've liked you since the day I met you. Yeah I thought love at first sight was bullshit but that day, all of those beliefs went out of the window. Tonight showed that for sure. At dinner it felt great to have someone to sit and enjoy a meal with. And at the club, it was great not getting hit on every 5 minutes by some random girl that knew me just from TV, especially I hope I didn't scare you off by saying all of this. If you want to leave, I'll take you back to Nat's no problem. I'd understand," he said in one breath.

I started to tear up, and that's big coming from me. I crawled up to him and grabbed his face and pulled his forehead to mine before giving him a sweet kiss, nothing too passionate. He pulled me into his lap then smiled.

"I'm really glad you're back Court. You have no idea."

I smiled, "I'm glad I'm back too."

We laid back on the blanket and talked for what it seemed like, for hours until I ultimately fell asleep in his arms.