A WWE Fan Fiction Story

Authors Note: Thank you all for reading it means a lot! Keep reading if you want to find out what happens between the characters…. It gets pretty heated! I do not own any thing, enjoy!

Chapter 4:

I stared at myself in the mirror, a light blue flowing mini skirt, and a black off the shoulder shirt, and I wore my black ankle boots. I was actually satisfied, after the third time I changed my outfit. I still couldn't believe I'd agreed to go out to this club tonight, but it was much needed, I need to let loose and be myself, even if I don't know who that is?

"Jamie!" Lizzy yelled from outside the woman's locker room. I rolled my eyes at her impatience, and came storming out. Everyone else had left the arena, so the two of us were the last to leave.

"What do you think?" She nodded smirking, I guess she approved.

"You look cute" I giggled at her comment, and we walked arm in arm out of the door to my sister's car. She had insisted that we go together. She was so excited that I was going out, and 'putting myself out there' as she put it.

"Are you sure taking one car is a good idea? I don't think I am going ot stay too late!"

"We are taking my car, and you are staying more than a few minutes… Jam you are going to have a good time, even if I have to pour the alcohol down your throat."

"Ha Ha"

"I'm serious… I know what you need, and what is best for you right now!" I love the sisterly role reversal right now.

"Need I remind you that I'M The older sister not you" I smiled.

"Good then you can give me advice" she got really serious, and we drove in silence for a minute.

"Of Course, Lizzy you know I'm always here for you!" She sighed.

"Alex asked me to move in with him" I looked over at her, and she really looked stuck. I didn't really understand though, they seemed so happy, and seemed to fit so well. Shouldn't this be good news that she's jumping for joy to tell me?

"Oh my gosh Lizzy!" I squealed "That's Good right?" We pulled into a side street next to the night club. Lizzy got really quiet, and I got worried, hoping that she would say something.

"It is great… Alex is great…" She just stared straight ahead.

"Ok… well Great"

"Jamie, do you think it's too soon? I mean He is amazing and always treats me right, I'm practically with him all the time now, and I have extra clothes stored at his place…" Ok… my sister is supposed to be the blonde one, but I wasn't getting it.

"Lizzy don't take this the wrong way, but what's the problem? I mean I don't really see you guys having any flaws in your relationship?" She did that whole getting really quiet thing again, and it was getting rather annoying. I felt like there was something she wasn't telling me.

"Jamie it's just…" She paused. I internally groaned.

BOOM

We were both started when we heard a loud noise and saw a figure by her car. When we looked over we saw Eve, John, and Randy standing by the Drivers door laughing.

"Come on you two!" John waved his arm for us to come on, and my sister plastered on smile, and jolted out of the door. Damn it!

Randy opened my door for me, I forgot what a gentleman he was.

"Thank you" he nodded.

"You look…" He looked me up and down and smirked. "Nice" I blushed. I started to think, what if I get caught up in Randy's charm again? I smiled and walked into the dimly lit club arm in arm with Randy Orton.

Come What May; just go with the flow…my new philosophy on life… yea I like it.

It was a small atmosphere, but the band was loud, and I soon found myself laughing and having a good time with everyone.

"…And then the girl asked me" Stephen went on telling a story about what a fan said to him outside of a show. HE laughed with hand gestures. "If she could have an autograph" he paused. "So I looked at her funny because the lass had nothin' for me to sign, and then she lifts her shirt, and wants me to sign her tits!" We all started to laugh.

"Tell me you signed them!" Kofi exclaimed.

"Of course I did, but I was so shocked, and turned on I had to walk away right after" We all burst out laughing.

"That's nothing!" John said. "At least you've never had a fan hauled up in your dressing room stark naked!"

"When was this?" Randy asked giving him a curious stare.

"About two years ago… during a world tour I believe."

"So tell us John… What did you do?" Lizzy had devilish eyes, so I knew she was getting too much enjoyment from these stories.

"I walked out, and sent Phil in" Phil looked up, and slapped the table.

"Shit I remember that… it was the best sex I've ever had!" We all laughed again.

"You're welcome man!" He raised his beer and took another drink.

"Oh man!" I shook my head. "I didn't realize fans got that crazy!" I really was that blind to what went on. Randy put his hand on my shoulder.

"Sweet heart I could tell you stories that would make your toes curl about crazy fan's we've all encountered. I started to wonder, and let my mind wander.

I noticed the band play an upbeat song my one of my favorite bands, and I started to bob my head to the beat, and sip my Cosmo.

"Care to dance?" I saw a hand next to my face ,and looked up to see that it belonged to Stephen. I was definatly taken a back. I never expected him to ask me, but I remembered my new philosophy, an nodded, taking his hand. He led me to the dance floor, and Lizzy gave me a cat call as I walked past her and Alex talking in the corner. I wander what they were talking about. I wonder what she was going to tell me in the car. I have to talk to her later.

My thoughts were interrupted when Ste pulled me close to him started to move his hips against mine as we grinded to the music. Normally I would just sit back on the sidelines, but I was filled with too much alcohol.

"You have quite the moves Jamie" He whispered in my ear.

"So do you" I internally slapped myself at that replay, really? 'So do you?' I couldn't come up with anything more clever?

He put one hand on my hip, and moved it slowly down my back side. What was he doing? Was he flirting or just dancing? Normally I'd probably ask him, but again, my judgment was impaired. I just smirked, and continued to rub my body against his until the song ended. When it ended he grabbed my hand and put a gentle kiss on my knuckles. It was a sweet gesture, but It made me giggle.

I walked over to the bar, and looked over at our table to see Lizzy coming over to me.

"What can I get you?" The bartender asked

"A White Russian please!" I didn't know what was in a White Russian exactly, but I heard it being ordered in a movie once.

"So… You and Ste?" Lizzy now stood next to me gving me that look that said she knew something I didn't. I turned toward her, sipping my drink.

"What… we were just dancing"

"Riiight" I turned around to face the dance floor. Eve was dancing with Layla and John. I giggled as Kofi and Heath joined them. We all really were just one big family. I felt my phone go off in my pocket. I reached in to pull it out, it was from Justin,

'Turn away ya Drunkin' slut!' I raised an eyebrow at the message before turning around to see him there.

"Why didn't you tell me you were coming jerk?" I teased, punching him in the arm.

"I'm a man of mystery, plus Lizzy sent me a message that told me to get here, everyone was here, so how could I say no?"

"Obviously you couldn't!" I sipped my drink, and looked back at the dance floor.

"Come on" He grabbed my arm and dragged me to the dance floor.

"What are you doing?"

"Dancing!" I've never seen Justin this way before, and It was weird to be sharing this kind of gesture with him, he was like my brother, and now he was rubbing up against me. I shrugged it off, he is probably just having a good time too, so I let it go. I grinded my hips against his as well, and giggled as we danced together. "How many have you had?" He asked pointing to the drink in my hand.

"I lost count" I shouted over the music.

"So your pretty calm and happy right now?" Actually I was, I had no worries, or a care in the world right now.

"Yea, I'm feeling pretty good" I shrugged. "Why?" He sighed and looked behind me.

"Because Stu's here!" I stopped, and felt my stomach drop at least 10 feet. I turned around to see him standing there smirking at me, but he wasn't alone. Right there with her arm draped around his waist in a skimpy piece of pink material that would be sad to call a dress, was Kelly.