Chapter 9
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Allison's POV

Feeling the harsh sunlight cast over me, I scrunched my face and dodged the beam by inching closer to inner side of the bed. I landed perfectly on John's side and immediately felt his arm wrap around me. I wasn't sure if he was awake or not, but I comfortably placed my head against his chest. I ran my fingers up and down his arms until something made me stop.

Wait. Didn't I dream about this last night? I mean, I've been in this position with him plenty of times, but I cant seem to make out the time most recent.

"Good morning," he greeted in a soft voice, circling his arms around me much tighter as he stretched.

"You okay?" he asked after not receiving a response.

"I had this weird dream last night," I said, innocently looking up at him. I rested my chin on his collarbone and continued touching his arm.

"Mm, what happened?" he asked, slightly squinting his eyes.

"It's hazy," I said in a far daze. "It was of us though."

"Us?" he repeated, lightly tugging on the knots of my hair.

"Yeah. We did stuff," I said, quickly resting my head back on his chest before I finished talking. "It wasn't sex but we did stuff."

John let out a soft chuckle, causing my head to peak back up.

"Why are you laughing?" I asked in confusion. "What's so funny?"

"Stuff huh?" he asked, raising both eyebrows. "You dreamt about me and stuff."

I pouted my lips and shook my head in embarrassment. I buried my face deeper onto his chest, and easily felt comfort as soon as his grip tightened.

An hour later

"Twenty-nine, thirty," I grunted, finishing my last repetition of curl ups.

"Nice, very nice," someone complimented from behind.

I looked up and caught the eye of the none other, Cody Rhodes. He had just walked into the gym and was now my object of attention. I got up and hugged him without hesitation. I loved his hugs.

"So I didn't get to call you last night," he mentioned, pulling away from our embrace. "Sorry bout that, I had stuff to do."

"Naw it's cool," I said, taking a moment to look around for John. I barely caught his eye, and that made things twice as awkward as yesterday.

"How bout we hang out tonight?" Rhodes suggested. "We'll go straight after the show and go on from there."

Before saying anything, I stole another glance at my best friend; the look on his face made me feel weird.

"So how bout it?" Cody asked. He moved his face closer and, in return, blocked my view of John.

"Oh um, o-okay," I answered hesitantly.

"Alright, I'll see you then," he smiled, opening his arms out for another hug.

I inched myself closer for the second embrace, and to once again, catch sight of Cena. He looked at us for only a second before darting his eyes at the mirror in front of him.

After parting with Cody, I reluctantly put myself back into the curl-up position to do another set. I was ready to start until John took the place on the floor beside me.

"Are you okay?" I asked, looking over.

"Yeah," he replied shortly, bobbing his head.

"You sure?"

"Yeah," he smiled. It looked so real, I bought it.

Later that night

Desperate to kill time in John's locker room, I decided to write a short note on some post it. I had a good couple minutes before his match ended and so I spent it on this elaborate creation.

I wrote 'I think I have a crush on you too' in bubbly graffiti letters with a corny heart. Holding each bottom corner, I held it up for examination and a grin formed my lips. I eyed the room to decide where I'd bury this piece of paper until I decided on his duffle bag. I rummaged through his clothes and found the smallest pocket to slide it in. Just as I finished, the door opened.

"Hey," John greeted, slightly out of breath.

I smiled, standing up. "How was it?"

"Good, as usual," he grinned. "But what do you think about going to Ihop? I'm starving."

"Um," I started to say, realizing that I failed to mention my date with Cody tonight.

"Well, we don't have to go to Ihop if you don't want to," John said, putting on a fresh shirt. "Where would you prefer?"

"Actually," I began reluctantly. "Cody already asked me-"

"Oh, alright, never mind," he said quickly brushing his suggestions off.

"Are you sure John? I mean-"

"Yeah, it's fine," he said, making that the second sentence he didn't let me finish.

"Best friend," I said in a whine. "Why do I feel this weird vibe every time Cody comes up?"

John shook his head and he stopped once our eyes locked. I desperately tried to read his emotions but it came up blank. An interruption came when we heard a faint knock at the door.

John sighed before cracking the door open. He didn't say anything but instead looked back at me. It was Cody.

"Hey Allie, are you ready to go?" he said, peering into the room.

I looked at John and he looked away.

"Yeah," I said plainly as I got up and walked past the door.

I glanced at John one last time, desperate to feel pleased with what look he'd return to me. Unfortunately, that didn't happen and instead, I watched the door begin to close.

"Let's go," Cody ordered, taking my arm to circle around his.

"Hey Al," John called, surprisingly.

"Yeah?"

"By the way, that dream you told me about earlier," he began to say. "Well, it wasn't a dream."

He then closed the door, and my mouth opened.

"What wasn't a dream?" Cody asked curiously.

I stared in disbelief before turning my eyes to meet his. "Apparently… my best dream yet."

John's POV

I helplessly leaned against the closed. I groaned at the thought of Allison and Cody together, but smiled at the last thought I gave her. Yeah, that wasn't a dream. I hadn't planned on telling her, because somehow, she managed to fully believe it was just a dream. However, Cody being in the picture pushed me to break the news.

I sighed heavily. How was I supposed to get through this night without Allison? Without her, because she was with someone else.

I clenched my fist and grabbed for a bottle of water to ease my dry mouth. I took a hat and placed it on my head before I grabbed my things and headed out. This was too weird. In the short time I've had with Allison, she's made walking alone feel impossible. Every step I took felt like a stab in the heart, and each stab seemed to get deeper and deeper.

I managed to reach the parking lot before my hat came off. What the hell? I placed my hand on my bare head, not feeling a single slap of wind against me. I turned and saw Mickie James, and with my hat in hand. I smiled, without even realizing it.

Allison's POV

"Allie?" Cody called my name.

"Huh? Oh, I'm sorry. What'd you say?" I asked, snapping out of my stare into nowhere.

"It's alright, I've only asked you for the fourth time," he said.

I wasn't sure if he was being serious, sarcastic or playful but either way, I smiled in return.

"Now that we're done with the main course, would you like dessert?" he questioned.

"I thought they didn't make desserts here?" I asked, obviously unaware of what he meant.

"Who said I was talking about dessert here?" he questioned, with a twinkle in his eye. He leaned closer into the table and lifted his hotel keys up to view.

"Um, I'm kind of full actually," I said casually.

He laughed.

"Can I just go to sleep?" I asked.

"With me?" he then asked in return.

"I cant tonight, I'm sorry," I apologized half-heartedly. "Now isn't the time."

"Alright, that's fine," he nodded in disappointment and didn't say any more. Before heading towards the exit, we both took one last sip of our drinks. We needed it.

A silent ride back to the hotel put a damper on our 'date' but I didn't care. I've been consumed with thoughts of John all night, and I've been itching to return to him ever since I left. I'm not sure how I ended up thinking last night was a dream, but a part of me wished it wasn't.

And what do you know, my wish was granted.

"Thank you for tonight Cody," I began to say. "I really do appreciate it. I'm sorry about-"

"Nah don't be," he assured, with a warm smile. "Have a good night."

And with that, I parted ways with the man who caused suspense between John and I. The elevator trip to my room felt like an hour; I anxiously watched the floor numbers change gradually. I crossed my arms and tapped my foot.

"Come on, come on," I muttered, relieved once I heard the infamous ding sound.

I hurriedly made my way back into the room, and once I got there, I-I heard laughter?

Am I in the right room? I thought to myself as I walked further in pitch darkness. I kept hearing this girl's voice, and I'm sure John didn't have some sudden sex-change over the course of my 'date'.

Giggles, giggles, and more giggles.

I was too scared to speak up and so I waited for another voice to fill the room. She couldn't possibly be laughing by herself in the dark. Who the fuck does that?

"John! Stop!" she said, and my heart literally dropped. I didn't have to wait for his voice, nor did that I want that confirmation he was actually on our bed, with some other girl. That would've just hit the pieces of my heart like a ton of bricks.

And to make matters worse? I knew that voice. It was Mickie fucking James.

Flashback

I willingly opened my third carton of ice cream, hoping it'd fill the void in my heart. Unfortunately for me, no matter how much I ate, absolutely none of it seemed to take the place of my best friend. Nonchalantly, I took the spoon and kept it in my mouth; allowing the ice cream to do whatever it desired.

"Allie," Tiffany called out, as she joined me on the bed. "You have to stop moping around like this."

"I'm not moping," I muffled, shaking my head as I took the metal spoon away. "I'm not moping. I'm not moping. I'm not moping."

"You can say that a hundred times, and I guarantee you, you still wont believe what you're saying," she said. "Stop okay Al? I don't mean to be harsh but John probably isn't taking this hard, so why should you? Why should you care about someone who can dispose a friendship like that?"

"Because!" I yelled, having no idea what next words to express.

"Allie…" she said in sympathy, lightly shaking my arm.

"How could he?" I cried. "How can he be my best friend then leave because what? A sex session and a love confession? He didn't even care Tiff, he just dropped me like a newspaper."

"Who drops newspapers?" Tiffany asked, taking this moment out of proportion.

"The newspaper boy," I sniffled. "Tiffany! How could he?"

She sighed, lightly making circle motions against my back. "I don't know, Al. Some people just tend to run the other direction when they see the best thing come to them."

"Yeah and he ran where huh? To Mickie fucking James? He ignores me, acts like I don't even exist except when to make sure I see them together," I ranted in a sob.

"Al, don't assume things like that. You're just making it harder on yourself," Tiffany lectured.

"It's true!" I assured her. "He's suddenly dating her and he slapped it in my face with every chance he got."

"Well he's coward Allie, he's a coward for using Mickie as a way of communicating his feelings towards you," she said.

"And I'm stupid for still being in love with him, even after all of this."

End of Flashback

Slickly making my way out of the room, I went in and left undetected. I sighed, leaning against the closed door, and contemplated on my next action. Should I go back in there and claim my room and my bed? Should I go up to another parking garage for fresh air?

My silent train of questions were stopped when I felt a sudden vibration in my bag. I took the device and read the name 'Cody' on the screen.

"Hello?" I asked.

"Hey Allie, you forgot your-" he began.

"Where's your room? I'll come get it," I said, not even allowing the him to finish talking.

John's POV

Waking up alone, I multiple-checked my phone to make sure Allison hadn't called or texted; I came up empty each time. I sighed, looking over at the nightstand to see the clock read 8:00AM.

She hadn't come back? So she slept at Cody's room? What'd they do?

Banging my closed fist against my thigh, I decided on venturing out to look for her. Fortunately for me, I didn't have to look far. As soon as I reached the end of the hallway, I saw Allison and Cody slip away from some room. I expected to see this, but I didn't expect to be filled with this much jealousy.

I kept my eye at the duo until I forced myself to go back to bed. I couldn't possibly keep myself up after seeing that.

Author's Note: Aww look at these two being all jealous! What'd you guys think?

April 30, 2010