The next chapter of Findng Holly.
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I hope you enjoy the chapter. I'm developing the relationship between Holly and Randy...
Randy and Holly made their way to the arena in a rental car. They walked in to find that their segment had been brought forward, so they separated as they rushed to get ready. Holly made her way back to where the segment was being filmed, wearing her ring attire. Today she wore black tights and a black and red sports bra type top. Her hair would have to make do as it was. She wore the brown waves loose across her shoulders.
Randy appeared in his trunks and a khaki coloured Legacy t-shirt. He smiled at Holly before the cameras began to roll. Once the cameraman yelled "action" the Viper personality emerged and his steely eyes narrowed curiously. He began to pace around the brunette as she frowned confusedly. The cameraman gestured for Randy to begin talking.
"Back again Holly?" he asked her.
"You're the one who walked over to me." Holly frowned.
"Maybe there's something that's forcing us together…" the Viper smirked.
"I don't want anything from you." The brunette told him.
"I don't want anything from you." He replied.
"Good." Holly smiled and nodded.
"I need something from you…" he smirked and reached out to play with her hair.
"And what might that be?" Holly asked nervously.
"You must know. It almost happened last time we met." Randy told her.
As scripted, Holly turned to leave, but was pulled back by Randy. He leaned in and captured her lips. It was more passionate than the Boston native had anticipated, especially when she felt Randy slip his tongue in her mouth. Nothing she could do about it, seeing as this was being filmed right now. After what seemed like minutes, the Viper let go of the brunette and walked off screen. Holly was left looking shocked and surprised as she touched her lips.
"Cut! That was great." The cameraman said.
"Thanks." Holly nodded and walked to where Randy was standing.
"Are you mad?" Randy asked her.
"Why would I be mad?" the brunette asked him.
"Because I slipped you the tongue." He smirked.
"It would take more than that to bother me." Holly replied.
"I'll remember that for next time then." Randy smiled and patted her shoulder.
Holly shook her head as she giggled a little. She wrapped her arm around Randy's waist as they walked down to their locker rooms to change before they went out. The brunette was glad she had the storyline with Randy. Otherwise she would feel alone with Mike not speaking to her. Randy had been a complete gentleman and a pleasure to spend time with. If Mike wanted to be unreasonable then that was his choice.
"Your segment was awesome." Eve told Holly as she walked into the locker room.
"Thanks Eve. Good luck with the title match." The brunette replied.
"I guess you'll be glad if I take the Diva's title from Maryse?" Eve raised a brow.
"Yeah, you can give her a kick from me too." Holly nodded and sighed.
"I'll do that." Eve grinned and hugged the brunette.
"What was that for?" asked the Boston native.
"You deserve some good luck." The diva shrugged and left the room.
"Yeah, I do." Holly sighed as she got her things together.
Holly dressed in a purple off the shoulder top and dark denim jeans. She wore plum coloured heels and a gold coloured belt around her waist. The cocoa brown waves were left as they were, with just a touch of shine spray. Once she was ready she went out to meet Randy. He was already waiting and had changed into a black dress shirt and dark denim jeans. He looked up and gave a satisfied nod when he spotted her.
"Looking good." He smirked.
"You too." Holly smiled.
"Shall we?" he asked as he offered his arm.
"Let's go." The brunette nodded as she linked their arms.
The club was quieter than usual, but Randy marched in anyway with Holly on his arm. She went and took a seat in a booth as the Viper went to the bar and ordered their drinks. He returned with a couple of bottles of beer. He already knew the Boston native so well. She wasn't into wine or fancy cocktails like most girls. He smirked as she took a swig from the bottle and wiped her mouth with the back of her hand. Holly raised her brow quizzically as she noticed the Viper's steely eyes watching her.
"What are you looking at?" she asked him.
"You." He replied.
"Why?" the brunette asked.
"Because you look hot." Randy shrugged and took a swig from his own beer bottle.
"Randy!" she laughed and shook her head.
"Finish your beer." The Missouri native told her.
"Why?" Holly asked him.
"Cause the Viper wants to dance." Randy smirked.
"Are you kidding? I'm already getting death stares from your fans." Holly subtly gestured to a table of young women.
"Tough. I want to dance with the hottest girl in the club." Randy smiled and winked at her.
Holly rolled her eyes, finishing her drink and placing the bottle down on the table. She watched as Randy stood up and extended a hand to her. She took his hand and let him lead her onto the dancefloor. The group of women shot glares at the Boston native as she wrapped her arms around the Viper's neck and began moving in time to the music. He smirked and leaned to whisper in her ear.
"You know, they say you can tell if a guy's good in bed by the way he dances."
"And I suppose you think you're Fred Astaire?" Holly raised a brow.
"Who?" Randy frowned.
"Never mind. I was asking if you think you're a good dancer." The brunette added.
"Of course. I excel at everything I do." Randy replied.
"I think I'm a good dancer." She mused.
"You seem sure of yourself." He smiled.
"Me and my friends in Boston used to copy the dance moves from Dirty Dancing." She revealed.
"Oh, so you like a bit of that?" Randy asked as he grinded a little closer to her.
"It's one of the only chick flicks that I like." Holly replied.
"So what movies do you like?" Randy asked her.
"Action movies. Oh, and the Rocky movies." Holly nodded.
"You keep surprising me Holly." Randy smiled.
"In a good way?" the brunette asked hopefully.
"In a very good way…" Randy smirked and brushed some hair from her face.
"Those girls are going to kill me if you keep doing stuff like that." Holly warned him.
Randy smirked and backed off a little. They finished the song and walked back to the bar. After another round of drinks Holly went to the bathroom. When the brunette returned she scanned the crowd fro Randy. Suddenly a voice came from the stage where the DJ was. Holly frowned confusedly as she saw Randy standing there with a microphone. There was no way he would get her to do karaoke. Randy gestured for her to come over so she walked slowly to where he was standing. Unknown to both of them, Mike and Maryse had just walked into the club.
"This is dedicated to a great friend. She's had such a hard time recently so I want to cheer her up. Let's hope this does the trick. This one's for you Holly!" Randy announced.
Before the brunette could ask any questions, the Viper nodded at the DJ and a familiar song began to play. Holly's jaw almost hit the floor as she recognised the song. It was I've Had The Time Of My Life from the movie Dirty Dancing. Randy smirked and took a few steps towards her. He leaned forward and whispered in her ear.
"Let's see some of your moves."
"In front of everyone?" Holly asked.
"Yeah, but you can pretend they're not here." Randy nodded.
A few people actually began to clap their hands as the pair moved across the dancefloor. Randy was right, because he was a good dancer, much to Holly's surprise. They couldn't help but smile at each other, as they danced, not aware of the anger in Mike's eyes. It came to the point of the song where "the lift" occurs. Holly widened her blue eyes as Randy lifted her up and spun her around, finally setting her back on the ground and enveloping her in a hug.
Mike stormed across the club and pushed Randy with such force that he fell to the floor. Holly frowned and widened her eyes as Mike looked on angrily. Maryse came up behind him and pulled him away. He looked back, his blue eyes staring right into Holly's own blue eyes. Randy stood up and shook his head as he watched Mike walk away.
After that the mood was ruined, so Holly and Randy went back to their hotel room. The Viper literally shed his clothes where he stood, minus his boxers. Holly went to the bathroom and changed into a cerise pink nightdress. Randy sat in the bed as Holly emerged from the bathroom and slipped into the bed beside him. She bit her lip and turned to face him, placing a hand on his tattooed arm.
"I am so sorry." She told him.
"It's not your fault. Mike is the one who's jealous." Randy reasoned with her.
"He has no reason to be." Holly replied.
"Tell him that." Randy shrugged.
"I really did enjoy our night." The brunette told him.
"Me too." Randy nodded.
"Goodnight." The Boston native spoke in a whisper as she kissed his cheek and turned over to fall asleep.
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Does Mike have reason to be jealous?
Is Randy being genuinely nice to Holly?
Any other thoughts?