A/N: I'm really not too sure about this chapter - it seems like it's moved from just meeting each other to flirting with each other too quickly. I was trying to show the kind of guy that The Miz portrays when he's on-screen: Flirty and arrogant. But I dunno. I don't think it came out right.. Lemme know what you guys think. ^_^

I sat on the sofa with my laptop and signed into msn. When it said I was online, I minimised the window and opened iTunes, playing my music on shuffle. The orange flashing of an msn window caught my attention and I opened it up.

GeeDiBiase_Punk:

Hey!

xSeraDesu_:

Hello, there. (:

GeeDiBiase_Punk:

Howwa you?

xSeraDesu_:

I'm okay. You?

GeeDiBiase_Punk:

Goood. Whatcha up to?

xSeraDesu_:

Just about to go see if my water bottle is still in the gym. I left it there yesterday. If it's not, then I'll also be off to buy a new one. :L

GeeDiBiase_Punk:

Lmao, smart one.

That was when I heard a knock at the door.

xSeraDesu_:

Brb, door. (:

I minimised the window and shut my laptop, before resting it on the table and getting up to answer the door. I felt myself perk up when I saw Miz at my door. He grinned and handed me my water bottle.

"Oh! My bottle!" I grinned.

"You left it in the gym yesterday." he chuckled.

"Thanks. I was just about to go to the gym to search for it."

"Now you don't have to."

"Nope. Thank you so much. I thought I'd have to buy a new one." I giggled.

A moment of silence followed.

"So.. you wanna come in?"

"Sure." he smiled.

I stepped aside to let him in and shut the door, following him into my living room.

"Why can I hear Bullet For My Valentine?" he asked, looking around.

"Oh! My laptop's still on.." I giggled again, opening my laptop and turning off the music.

xSeraDesu_:

Miz is here. Talk later, love you. xo

I pushed the power button and closed it again, placing it on the table.

"Uh, make yourself at home." I smiled. The Miz looked at me.

"Are you sure?"

"No. Get out of my house."

I managed to keep a straight face for a few seconds before I cracked up laughing. His face was hilarious. Then he started pouting at me.

"That's mean. I thought you were seriously kicking me out!"

"Aww. I'm sorry. How can I make it up to you?" I giggled.

"I can think of a few things." he smirked.

"Hm, like what?" I smirked, stepping closer to him.

"Well, you'll just have to find out, won't you?"

"Maybe." I winked and walked into the kitchen.

"You want a drink?" I asked.

"Sure."

"Pepsi, Sprite, Juice, Coffee, Tea, Water?

"Uhh, pepsi?"

"Okeydokey." I replied, picking two cans of pepsi out the fridge and taking them into the lounge. I sat on the sofa next to where Miz was now sat and handed him a can. I felt my phone buzz and pulled it out my pocket. A text from Georgia.

'The Miz! In your house! What! Why! MIZ! D:'

I giggled and put my phone back in my pocket, then opened my can and took a sip, looking at the Miz. One of my wrestling heros since I was 14. In my house.

"So, Chick Magnet. What do you wanna do?"

"Well, there's a lot that I'd like to do." he smirked. I giggled and put down my pepsi.

"Is that so?"

He sat forward so that our noses nearly touched. I had butterflies in my stomach and sparks going through my body.

"Yeah, it is." he murmured, going to kiss me. I got up and moved round the back of the sofa, giggling like a little kid. He had the cutest upset face that I had ever seen.

"What!" he almost yelled, throwing his arms up in disbelief. I grinned, looking innocent.

"Why do that!" he continued.

"Do what?"

"That!"

"Ohh... I don't know what you're on about, Mizzybear."

"Why be so mean?"

"I don't think you've magnetised me, yet." I smirked.