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Chapter Two
This left John, Randy and I stood on the busy New York sidewalk. I stood almost awkwardly, feeling dwarfed by the two men. I looked from one to the other until John pulled me discreetly to his side.
"Well I guess I should go do some work that I was putting off. I'll call you in a bit JC" Randy said and smiled at us both before heading down the street to hail a cab.
"I think we pulled that off pretty fucking well" I beamed up at him
"Well it wasn't hard with you being so beautiful" I blushed and suddenly found my shoes the most interesting things in the world.
"Stop it" I said "You haven't got to act anymore" I smiled slightly.
"Why it's the truth" he squeezed my hand.
"So I take it you're coming with me?" I asked changing the subject quickly. He nodded.
"We have to bond" I raised an eyebrow. Was he thinking a life-long friendship here?
"Before we pulled this off purely on instinct; they're going to think its weird we don't know little things about each other" I nodded in agreement, he did have a point, plus would you argue with him? Didn't think so.
"Fine. We can go back to mine, its not far" We set off walking to my building. I wouldn't call it classy but I wouldn't say it was shabby either. Plus it was only 3 blocks away.
"Nice" he said looking round
"You wont say that when we have to climb to the top floor" I said eyeing the lift then realised it was working, I grabbed him and literally dragged him over to it.
"Woah tiger" he said with a playful smile, I rolled my eyes.
"It's either we ran for this" I gestured to the lift "or we climbed up five flights. I know which I'd rather do" I shrugged and he nodded. "Okay you got me there"
"Trust me I've been caught on this lift's bad side a few times, and it's never pretty. Normally after I've done this long day at work followed by a trek around the grocery store and I'm getting attacked by bags." I groaned at the thought.
"Good practice?" he offered with a slight shrug. I let my mouth drop open in shock as the doors binged open.
"For what? World's Strongest Man?" I questioned stepping out of the lift. He followed with a grin etched on his face. "What? You're the wrestler here. It'd be an amazing workout for you. I mean fuck I don't need the gym. I just don't use the lift" I laughed at my own joke and he sighed.
"You live alone don't you?" I nodded
"Why?"
"You laugh at your own jokes" he stated simply.
"I'm telling you my dog laughs. Honest." I opened my door and I could see him looking around for said dog. I whistled slightly and Scout appeared round the corner then sliding on the laminate flooring to a halt at our feet. I picked up my Chihuahua and faced John. "This is Scout" I said with a grin. "My only flat-mate and the one thing that knows all my secrets." I nodded slightly and fondled her ear softly.
"Rat-y" he remarked. My eyes widened.
"You did not just call my baby a rat…you…you rat" I screamed "OUT!" I tried to push him out the door but failed miserably. Yeah I know I overreacted a little on that one but its true my dog knows everything, and it's not like she can defend herself against John is it?
"I'm sorry. I didn't mean it. She's cute" he nodded and reached out to pet her. I was expecting Scout to shy away at least a little, but the little traitor moved her head closer to him. Wench. That's the last time I defend the little hussy.
"You better think that" I tried to hide my smile at how weirded out he looked by my outburst. "Sorry I bet you think I'm some sort of nut-job, now?" I smiled slightly.
"No" he paused "well yeah" he laughed when I glared at him. That's not supposed to happen it's supposed to incite fear not laughs. "Okay slightly but it's kinda cute" I didn't know whether to blush or glare again. It was nice that he thought me being crazy was cute but not that he called me cute. I'm waffling now… to myself. Ouch.
"So how do you plan on 'bonding'?" I asked him, including air quotes in the process. He looked thoughtful.
"I don't know. Just talk?" I nodded
"Sounds good. Do you want a drink or anything?" I asked
"Sure, what you got?"
"What do you want?"
"Well what've you got?" He followed me into the kitchen, I opened the fridge.
"There" I let him look for himself
"Can I grab a beer or are you saving them?" I laughed and shook my head
"Just grab one hun" I replied whilst looking through my collection of take-away menus. "oh grab two, please?" he nodded and popped the tops, passing me one then looking over my shoulder.
"What you looking for?" he asked quietly, sending shivers down my spine.
"Well I should really ask you which kind of takeaway you prefer?" I span round to find me faced with his chest, I tilted my head upwards to look at him.
"I'm easy, whatever's quickest" he shrugged.
"Pizza?" I offered; it was always a winner. He nodded
"Sounds good" he nodded, I reached for the phone next to me
"What you want on it? It might be easy to get like a meat fest type thing with a garlic bread?" I answered my own question, he nodded again.
"Sure, my thoughts exactly" he grinned "but garlic? I wont be kissing anyone tonight" he laughed to himself
"You shouldn't be kissing anyone but me" I replied then bit my lip. "Well you could but it'd ruin the fun" I tried to cover myself because if I was honest I wouldn't complain if he did try and kiss me.
"You only have to ask baby girl" he smiled sweetly as I tapped in the number to the pizza place and sorted out the order. I replaced the phone.
"Ten minutes or so" I picked up my beer and headed out to the balcony, okay not really a balcony more a foot wide space with a railing but it was enough for a chair and a me. I lit up a cigarette pulling me knees up to my chest.
"You shouldn't really do that" he said appearing from behind me
"Old habits die hard" I replied "plus it's a journalistic cliché." He nodded and headed back inside.
I finished my smoke and went to join him on the sofa; he was watching some baseball game. I think it was last nights.
"Hey" I said quietly, I was getting the feeling he was bit put out by my smoking. Well he'd have to deal and it's not like I chain smoked or anything that bad.
"Hey there shorty" he grinned at me, I smiled; looks like he got over that one fast. I like this guy.
"Would you mind if I went for a quick shower before the pizza gets here?" he nodded obviously engrossed in the game "So you would mind?" I asked a bemused expression on my face.
"Sorry, I meant go for it and if the pizza arrives I'm me and Scout can handle it" he reached a hand out to the small dog who lay curled up on his leg. Hussy. I smiled at him quickly before diving over the couch and into the shower. I let the water run over me and thought about the strange day I was having. Tomorrow I should hang out with my friends but that would thousands of questions about John which I probably couldn't answer. But to be honest I had to admit that I was enjoying this. Who wouldn't? I mean one rather good looking guy pretending to be your significant other for the sake of a joke. And hey if anything further were to come out of this who the hell was I to say no?
