Six Months Later

When John got off his plane in Winnipeg, memories came flooding back. He couldn't help but crack a smile when he saw Kim siting where they had first met. He was nervous that she wasn't going to come greet him. He didn't know why. Maybe it was cause he liked her company. She wasn't a snoop and she was quite mysterious. She never told everything about herself instantly and never tried to get his attention and make him love her.

He was taken aback on her appearance though. It looked like she had lost weight and her hair was curled with dark pink streaks. He could see that she was wearing make up but it wasn't caked on like most girls did.

She looked very pretty.

"Hey nice to see you!" John walked up to her and was about to give her a hug but thought it may make it awkward, so he put his hand out for a handshake. She smiled and shook it.

"I honestly was suprised that you texted," she said, "I thought you were only trying to be nice cause I was having a bad day."

John laughed, "Well I thought maybe you gave me a fake number,"

"I was thinking of it," she replied.

John walked over to grab his bag and like usual, a herd of screaming fans came hurling at him. Kim stepped aside and waited patiently as he signed autographs and posed for pictures. When the crowed was held back, the security guards told John to go to his cab.

He motioned Kim to come with him and they headed to the doors.

"I was about to laugh," He said, "It was de ja vu all over again. I swear that was the same crowd that plagued me the first time before we met."

John was headed to a taxi cab when Kim said, "We can always use my car," She said dangling the keys on her finger. "Cheaper on gas."

"Like I can't afford it?" John joked,

"Well if you can pay, then maybe you can give me some gas money."

He chuckled, "Ok you win."

"Where did you want to go?"

"Think we could stop at the hotel so I can check in, take all my stuff up to the room and have a shower?"

"I think maybe you should take a cab then,"

"Why? Oh," he paused, "Am I making things awkward?"

Kim laughed, "No it's not that. I know your faithful and I am also, but I," she paused, "Hate driving downtown."

"Ok I respect that. Would it be ok if I drove then?"

"It's not a truck,"

John laughed, "I own muscle cars lady, I'm sure I can drive a car."

"Oh right, I forgot about that."

After finding the car, trying to get into traffic and trying to find the hotel that John was staying at, they had finally arrived at their destination. It was an old tall building that was specifically made for celebrities. When they finally found a parking space, John payed for it and guided Kim to the entrance. A man had stopped them but John informed him that Kim was his guest. The man respected his wishes and went to the desk to check in.

Kim was minding her own business when she saw Maryse walking in. She was busy on her cell phone but took the time to look up when she was at the desk. She looked at Kim then up at John and had a quizzical look on her face.

"Uh John?" Maryse said in a french accent.

John turned to her and smiled, "Hey Maryse, good to see you made it here safe and sound."

Maryse smiled and glanced at Kim.

"Oh this is Kim,"

"Hi," Kim smiled,

Maryse just stared at Kim with piercing eyes. Kim thought she was the most beautiful Diva ever to walk the ramp of WWE. But she in the other hand, felt like a parasite that should be eliminated by the way she was getting looked at.

"Don't worry Maryse," John said, "We're just friends."

"Whatever,"

Without another word, Maryse turned to the desk checked in and walked by them as if they didn't exist.

"She must hate me," Kim said to John after he grabbed the key to his room.

"Nah, Maryse doesn't. She's like a sister to me. Very protective. She was probably trying to make sure that you weren't trying to pull anything."

With that said, John led Kim to the elevators and pressed the up button. The doors opened immediately and the two of them got in. Kim stood far away from him. John pressed the button to level 18. They rode in silence as the elevator climbed to the top.

This situation was very awkward to Kim. She wasn't sure if she was really here or dreaming the whole scenerio. A couple of months ago she would have never expected to be riding in the an elevator with her favorite superstar. She felt a bit guilty, leaving her boyfriend behind. She had lied to him, saying that she was going shopping and going to her best friend's house after a movie. She knew he probably would have either wanted to come to make sure nothing happened or would never allow her to go. Kim wasn't using John Cena in any way, but was curious to see what he really was all about behind the scenes.

The elevator pinged to announce their arrival. When the doors opened up John motioned for Kim to get out first.

"Ladies first," he smiled.

Awkward yet again.

When both of them were out of the elevator Kim let John go ahead of her so she could just follow him. She laughed to herself because she thought he walked kinda funny. The most perfect people in the world always had a flaw and she found his.

John finally found his room and put his luggage to the side to open it. "I'm going to have a quick shower before we go out for a bit. Make yourself at home. Everything is on me today."

When he opened the door and let Kim in first, she was quite amazed on how beautiful the room was. The living room had a massive window, showing the main stretch of Portage. On the left a bar with a marble countertop and wine glasses hanging from a rack above it. On the right was black leather couches and a lazy boy chair with a big screen LED TV and dark red walls. The living room floor was real hardwood and the bar floor was white tile. Kim thought it was so beautiful. She couldn't even imagine what the bedroom and bathroom looked like.

"Help youself to anything, a drink or watch some TV." John closed the door behind him and rolled his luggage through the living room and disappeared down a small hall. Kim figured that was where the bedroom and bathroom was. She was very intrigued with the room and thought maybe she should have a drink to settle her nerves.

Even though she knew nothing was going to happen she couldn't help to feel like a hooker. She placed her purse down on the bar counter and opened the doors underneath it. She saw all sorts of alcohol and was happy to find Icerberg Vodka. She looked around and opened another cupboard to find glasses. She grabbed one and poured a shot of vodka and found the pop dispenser and put some diet pepsi with it. She took a sip and immediately started to calm down.

She thought maybe she should go sit down and not look so out of place. So she sat on one of the couches and took a bigger sip this time. Now this really is starting to feel like a dream. She was wondering when she was going to wake up. It was all too unbelievable. Thousands of girls, hell, even men would kill to be in her shoes right now. How many people can say that they were in the same hotel room with John Cena?

Thinking too deeply, Kim didn't notice the half naked John Cena walking out in his shorts asking her if she was comfortable.

"Kim?"

Jumping twice, once at his voice and second at his rippled abs Kim stammered to say, "Y-yes?"

"Sorry if I startled you," he laughed, then noticed her huge eyes wandering down then back to his eyes. He then was aware that he was only wearing his shorts and tried to hold in his second laughter. "Are you comfortable?"

"I-I think- Yes I am," she held up her drink and took another sip.

"That's good. I'm just going to go finish up."

When John went back to his room he shook his head and chuckled to himself. He guaranteed that he must have scared her. Just replaying the image in his head made him chuckle even more. Thousands of people have stared in awe of his rippled torso but this look was different. He suddenly got a shiver and all the hair on his body rose. He hadn't felt that feeling in a long time.

He decided to brush it off but the image kept popping back in his head. He had to admit she was cute.