We're back for chapter two. This chapter takes place the night that Ashley went home and was contemplating calling Randy after her father went to sleep. Sit back, enjoy and review.

All Around Me

I didn't have to wait long for my father to fall asleep. I guess I have the pain medication to thank for that. For the past ten minutes, I have been staring at my phone contemplating on whether or not I should actually call Randy. As if reading my mind, my phone started to vibrate. I quickly grabbed it and answered it. "Hello?"

"Hello little Foley."

"Randy..."

"Want to go out tonight? There is a party going on at a club."

"I...uh..."

"I can be at your room in a few minutes."

"How do you know where my room is?"

"I've already told you, little Foley. I am very persuasive." He was right about that. I can just imagine what he did to the receptionist to get that information. "So what do you say?"

"Alright. Do you think I should change?"

"Wear whatever you want. Just make sure you can move in it. I'll be at your room in ten minutes."

"Okay."

"Bye, little Foley."

"Bye Randy." I shut my phone and sighed. I cannot believe that I was doing this. I got up and quickly ran to my room. I grabbed a pair of dark skinny jeans, my silver converse and a silver and black tank top. I quickly changed and fixed my hair. I checked my watch and ran to the door, realizing that I had very little time left. I opened the door to see Randy there, ready to knock.

"Hello there." He was wearing a light blue t-shirt, leather jacket and dark jeans. Holy crap, he is hot.

"Hello yourself. I just need to grab my card key and then I'm ready." I went to go get my card key but Randy grabbed my hand, pulling me out of my room. "What are you doing?"

"You're going to room with me when we get back."

"I can't do that..." I went to get back in before the door closed but Randy grabbed my waist and pulled me towards him, allowing the door to close.

"You're a big girl. You can do what and who you want." He pinned me up against the wall and it was like we were back at the arena.

"If we're going to go...we should go now."

"You're right. We can do this at the club with music." He led me to the elevator and we were finally on our way to the club. We were in a limo with John Cena, The Hardy Boys, Maria, Mickie James and the newest Diva Alana. We all emptied out of the limo and walked through the door, passing the extremely long line of unimportant people. I felt a strong arm wrap around my waist and I looked up to see Randy guiding me through the club, trying his best to keep up with the others. We managed to make it to the VIP section and we all sat down, paired off nonetheless. "What do you want to drink, little Foley? John is going to get the drinks."

"Whatever you get, Randy."

"You sure? I'm no lightweight."

"You think I am?" I saw a look go across Randy's face and it was immediately replaced with his signature smirk. Maria scooted herself closer and so did Mickie, successfully trapping me in between them. "Alright. I'll be right back then."

"So what is the deal with you and Mr. O?"

"I don't...really know. I kind of just met him today on Raw."

"Just met? He didn't seem like he just met you. He seems like he has known you a while."

"That's only because of my dad. His feud with him is why he knows me, he just doesn't remember. I first met him after that Hardcore match they had. No one remembers the little details after those things. Trust me, I know."

I ignored the looks that Maria and Mickie gave each other. I knew what they were thinking and I just hoped that they would stop thinking it. Randy came back and sat down next to me, handing me a drink that I knew very well. "You have nice taste, Mr. O."

"Why thank you."

I took a few sips and smiled softly at Randy. "You aren't trying to get me drunk now are you, Randy?"

He put his hand on his chest, pretending to be offended. "Me? I'd never. I'd much rather dance the night away with you and woo you that way." His hand that was on his chest moved to my shoulder. "What do you say to that?"

I downed about half of my drink, giving myself a slight headache at the sudden amount of liquor running through my veins. "Show me what you can do, Randy."

"Sure thing, little Foley." He downed half his drink and stood back up. "Try to keep up with me." He held out his hand and I smiled, gladly accepting it. I had no idea what was going to happen...but I sure as hell was going to enjoy it.

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