Don't Know whether to keep going on with this story not getting any reviews. Thankx Chloe 4 the review tho.
Here's Chapter 3 anyway. Please Read and Review, let me know what u think. All ideas welcome just incase i get a case of writers block.
Mia xx
BTW: Italics are flashbacks..
Disclaimer: Still don't own anything!
Title - Just Another Notch
Summary - He's a lothario, a 'lady killer' but suddenly a string of conquests isn't enough for him anymore. He has set his sights on her hoping it will put an end to his obsession with her.
Pairing / Characters - Randy Orton/Lita (For now). John Cena, Chris Jericho, Trish Stratus, Victoria, etc etc
Authors Notes - This is my very first fic (Yes im a Fic Virgin) so please please let me know what you think. No particular time line. I tend to ignore all story lines too unless i state other wise.
Disclaimer - I own nothing but a dog, an electric guitar, a laptop and a TV.
Chapter 3 - Flying Beer and Chat-Ups
Lita yawned as she threw back the covers and climbed out of bed.
Suddenly she got a throbbing sensation in her head, 'the price you pay for a good night out' she thought.
It was just supposed to be a quiet drink in the hotel bar with Trish but as soon as John Cena and company showed their faces she knew 'quiet' would not involved in their night.
FLASHBACK
Lita and Trish were sitting at the bar of the hotel. Enjoying a quiet drink and casually chatting when Lita felt a pair of hands on her shoulders.
"Hey you!" The blue haired man smiled looking down at her.
Lita turned her body towards him and gave him a warm smile.
"Hey Jeff, what are you lot doing here?" She asked eying the three others.
"Why does anyone go to a bar Li? It ain't for the décor that's for sure." The dark haired superstar remarked smirking.
"We're heading into town for a few drinks, thought we'd have a few here first. You two wanna tag along?" The tall, blonde Canadian asked with raised eyebrows looking at Lita and Trish.
Trish looked at Lita raising her own eyebrows.
"Could be fun Li, what do you think?"
The red head looked at her drink and pondered the thought for a moment.
She then turned her attention the three people standing behind herself and her blonde friend.
"Okay, but you better be on your best behaviour Jericho." She said glaring at the tall, blonde Canadian.
Mock shock on his face he held his hand to his chest and replied "Moi, Li? I'm always on my best behaviour."
The red head rolled her eyes "Yeah, sure you are" she replied sarcastically "that was someone else who kept spilling beer over me."
"I was dancing!" came his reply
"Yeah with a beer!" she retaliated without missing a beat.
"Hey not my fault you were under me" he bowed his head as he realised what he had just said.
Lita bit her lip trying to keep a straight face as the other erupted into fits of laughter.
"That came out wrong" came a soft voice obviously embarrassed.
"ANYWAY - Li and I will go upstairs and GET DRESSED" Trish finished abruptly seeing John Cena opening his mouth to add come cheeky remark.
"I'll help you." Victoria added.
And with that Lita, Victoria and Trish left Chris, John and Jeff in the bar.
Arriving in the busy club, the men headed straight for the bar leaving the women to go and find a table.
Forty-five minutes and three rounds later Chris Jericho was standing in front of the table dancing wildly with beer in hand.
Glancing up Lita sighed and scooted in the other direction, remembering what happened the last time she was that close to a drunken Chris.
Moving closer to Jeff, she decided to have a chat with her best friend. No sooner had they started idly chatting about random things that Lita felt a something on her shoulder.
Turning towards the heavy object, she was met with the gaze of one drunken Y2J.
He was smiling drunkenly at her with half closed eyes. She smiled slightly before patting him on the head mouthing 'there, there'.
Turning her attention back to her best friend, she was surprised to see that the table was empty.
Scanning the room, she saw her remaining friends on the dance floor, Jeff motioning for her to join them.
Lita shrugged her shoulder stirring the intoxicated Chris.
"Come on then, let's dance." She said standing up, being careful to take the beer from his hand. She took his hand leading the way to join their friends.
Lita held her head remembering the rest of the night and how Jericho kept standing on her feet and how he managed to get himself into a fight.
Lita laughed at the memory.
Chris had approached a longhaired brunette seated at the bar. He had stood behind the brunette stating something like 'Are you wearing space pant? Cos' your ass is outta this world!"
At his chat up line, the brunette stood up and turned to face him.
Chris' eyed widened in shock as he looked up to the brunette man standing in front of him before apologising profusely.
As the brunette man reached out to grab him with an angry look on his face, Chris quickly turned on heel and ran towards the group's table.
Grabbing his coat and Lita yelling, "Let's go - NOW!" before high tailing it out of the club.
Lita laughed aloud remembering how he had pulled her into the first cab available.
As she, Chris and Jeff pulled away in the cab; Chris kept looking out the windows searching for the longhaired man.
Standing slowly Lita tugged the legs of her pyjama shorts before grabbing a bottle of water from her dresser and two painkillers.
She was wearing a small pair of satin shorts and matching red vest top. Throwing the pills into her mouth, she gulped down the water.
Putting the water back down she made her way towards the door, 'might as well see what is going on in the world' she thought going for the morning paper.
As she opened the door, she bent down to pick up the paper.
Out of the corner of her eye, she saw a pair of black stilettos walking towards the elevator.
Looking up she saw the owner of the stilettos, a young looking blonde perhaps 20, 21 years old.
She was dressed in a silver sequined top and a black mini skirt walking towards the elevator.
Sensing eyes upon her, Lita turned to where the young blonde had come from immediately seeing one Randy Orton.
She shot a small smile towards him.
"Good night Randy?" She asked feeling slightly awkward.
He nodded with a smile.
"See you for breakfast?" She questioned with raised eyebrows
"Yea, just gonna have a shower first, I'll see you down there." He replied still smiling.
"Okay See ya...Stud!" She laughed returning to her room.
Shutting the door behind her, she sighed.
She was sure she had seen three or four different girls leave his room on various mornings this week alone.
She had even seen him enter his hotel room with two girls a few nights ago.
She shook her head sighing, it was his business not hers, she should not get preoccupied with his love life.
She huffed at the word 'Love'. Like Randy Orton, self-proclaimed 'Lady Killer' would know what love meant.
She shook the thoughts from her head willing herself to leave his personal life alone.
With the thoughts somewhat out of her head, she looked to the other side of the room and to the sleeping Trish.
Sensing now was her best time she grabbed a few articles of clothing and headed for the bathroom before the particular blonde woke and their usual war for the bathroom ensued.
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Mia xx