Chapter 2

DING DONG

John arrived just as the lasagna was finished cooking. I answered the door with a big smile on my face.

I opened the door and saw him standing there. I smirked when I noticed how he had tried to disguise himself by pulling the hood of his sweatshirt up and wearing a pair of dark glasses.

"Hello John." I said

"Alex! It's so good to see you." He said pulling me into his arms for a hug.

We closed the door behind him and John followed me into the kitchen after dropping his bags in the front hall.

"Come in, dinner's all ready." I said. "Would you like a glass of wine?"

"Sure, thanks." He said.

I poured the wine, and served John his dinner, before sitting down and helping myself.

"Smells awesome!" he said "I'm starving"

John started eating, and I dug into my own food.

"So what's new and exciting?" he asked me

"Not a lot, I got a promotion at work." I said, with a smile.

"That's great sweetie. Congratulations!"

"So how long will you be staying?" I asked him

"Until Monday. Vince needs me to meet up with the rest of the crew in New York for RAW."

"Cool."

When we finished dinner John helped me with the dishes and we went into the living room to watch a movie together.

We decided on Goodfellas, which was a movie that we both liked, and while we were watching it I noticed John kept sliding over a little bit closer to me on the sofa.

When the movie was over, we sat up talking and I laughed out loud while John told me some funny stories about life on the road. Finally at around 1 AM he yawned and told me he was tired.

"Oh, okay, well, you can crash in my bed. I'll sleep out here on the sofa bed." I said

"All right." He agreed.

John went into the bathroom to change for bed, and I felt a blush heat my cheeks when I saw him come out of the bathroom wearing nothing except a pair of green camouflage sweatpants

"With that body he must have all kinds of women throwing themselves at him." I thought.

John and I said good night, and I headed to the living room to crash on the sofa bed.

For some reason I was finding it hard to get to sleep… I went to the kitchen to make myself a cup of Sleepy time Tea. I turned on the TV, and while I was sitting up in bed, sipping my tea and channel surfing John came into the living room.

He was still wearing his sweatpants, and he had put on a T shirt as well, one of his Wrestling shirts.

"Alex?" he whispered.

"Yeah?"

"I can't sleep, do you mind if I watch some TV with you?" he asked.

"No. Come on over." I said patting the spot beside me.

John climbed up on the bed beside me, and we flipped through the channels together, after finding nothing interesting to watch, I turned off the TV, and turned to talk to him.

"What's the matter, just can't sleep, or is the bed not comfortable, do you have something on your mind?"

"Actually I do have something on my mind." He said.

"What is it?"

"Well, that's the thing. I'm not sure If I should tell you." He said.

"Try me."

"Well Alex…I think I love you!" he said.

I choked on my tea. This was certainly a surprise!

"What are you talking about?" I spluttered

"I think I'm in love with you. It all started a few weeks back when we were doing shows in England…I had a meet and greet with some fans, and there was this one girl I saw there that reminded me a lot of you. She could've been your twin sister. Anyway, that started me off thinking about you and about how I never got a chance to tell you how I really feel about you when we were younger. I was afraid of ruining our friendship, and of losing you altogether. But then you moved away to Toronto with your parents when we finished High school, I was brokenhearted that I never had the chance to tell you. It's been eating me up over the past few weeks, and I decided that I would take a break from everything, and come and see you, and tell you how it is that I feel. I only hope I haven't made a HUGE mistake." He said

I really had no clue what to say. I had secretly had feelings for John too, ever since high school, but I'd never told him, because I didn't want to risk ruining our friendship, and losing him as my best friend.

"Well, then I guess I should tell you something too." I said.

"What is it?" he asked, looking hopeful.

"I love you too." I said "I always have, ever since high school. I was like you, too afraid of ruining things to actually let you know how I felt."

But now that it was out in the open, I felt strangely relieved. I smiled. John smiled too, and he moved closer to me.

He pulled me into his arms, and squeezed me tight.

"I'm so glad I finally told you." He said.

"Ditto." I whispered.

John kissed me good night, and we fell asleep in each other's arms.