The next morning, John woke up and waited for her phone call. In the meantime, he scrolled through her cloud and checked out messages she was exchanging with her friend.

Carrie: So deets, girl. How did you invite him over?

Britney: LOL it was after my show

Britney: He stayed but I was so tired and told him to come over

Carrie: And he just said ok?

Britney: Yeah

Britney: I kinda wanted him to come over last night

Last night, huh? After that intense performance, I'm surprised she didn't ask.

Carrie: Really?

Britney: Yeah, but I didn't wanna look desperate. I kinda did at the show

Carrie: Wait, what? How?

Britney: I sorta straddled him on stage then went down on him.

Carrie: YOU WHAT??

Britney: LOL relax, it was part of the performance. Sorta. I improvised ;-)

Carrie: Deets, Brit! Deets!!

Britney: I had him on stage for Lace Leather. Told him to touch me and he picked me up. I went a little crazy and wrapped my legs around his waist.

Carrie: OK and what's with the going down?

Britney: Not actually. I just got on my knees right before the lights went off for the next song.

Carrie: Britney! Omg, girl!

Britney: I gotta admit it was pretty hot

Carrie: Uhhhh duh! Have you seen John?

Britney: Well he's coming over for brunch but I can't look desperate.

Britney, you can answer the door naked for all I care and I'd still take you. Be as desperate as you want.

Carrie: Girl, be desperate! LET HIM TAKE YOU!!!!

Britney: Carrie! LOL!! I can't show him I'm desperate, seriously. I don't want it to be another AJ situation.

Carrie: Fuck that asshole. He posted a little while ago saying how he's in Europe and loving the hot girls. He's gone from your life, B. Don't even contact him anymore.

Britney: Wow, really? What a dick. I'm done with him. That last post with the girl was the last straw

Carrie: And enter John lol

Britney: LOL yeah.

Carrie: Gotta go! Good luck at brunch!

Britney: Thanks, girl!

John switched to his account and checked to see if there were any messages. None yet, but he wasn't worried. He finished packing while he waited.

Britney had just woken up and stretched as she smiled, knowing this was the day John was coming over. She rolled over and picked up her phone.

Britney: Good morning :)

John took out his phone and saw the message from her. He laughed and replied back.

Britney: Here's my address, come whenever you can.

She provided her address and John thanked her for it.

John: Can I ask for a favor?

Britney: Sure

John: Don't stress about how you look. Be yourself. Be comfortable today.

"Aww!" she said out loud.

Britney: You got it.

It was a perfect plan. I'll make brunch for her, we enjoy our meal, talk, lose track of time and fall in love. Just like in the movies.

He checked out from the hotel and loaded his rental with his bags. He wanted to give her some time to enjoy being at home, so he went to buy some stuff for when he met her.

Britney hopped out of the shower and went to get ready. She wore her jeans and a low cut black tank top with her hair down and tousled in a playful manner. She looked at the time and saw John's text that said he was on his way. While she waited, she walked the house to make sure it was neat and tidy before his arrival.

John arrived at the gate and was asked to enter the address. He punched in the address and as a security precaution, the screen asked to select the resident living in the address provided. After selecting 'Spears, B.' the gate opened and he followed the GPS to her home. He drove down a long winding road and drove uphill before finally pulling up to her home.

Holy shit

After he got out of his car, he couldn't believe the view from the front door. From one end to another all he saw were the mountains of California standing tall against the blue sky and sunshine.

"No wonder she wanted to go home after the show. This is incredible." he said to himself.

After another minute of absorbing the view, he went back to his car and grabbed a few bags before closing the door and walking up to her door. He rang the bell and waited for her to appear.

Britney ran to the door and excitedly opened the door to see John in front of her.

"You made it!" she squealed and hugged him tightly. John smelled her hair and hugged her back before letting her go. "Come in. Here, let me help you with that." she said and picked up a couple of bags. "Geez, John, what did you buy?"

They brought everything into the kitchen and she opened all the bags. Inside was everything needed to make brunch. Eggs, berries, croissants, orange juice, champagne, flour, and so much more.

"John, you know I have, like, all of these things. You didn't have to do this." she told him. "Oh. Well, I guess consider this grocery shopping." he joked as he realized her point. They put the groceries away and he began to get to work.

"What are you making?" she asked as he was mixing the batter. "Waffles. You DO have a waffle iron, right?" he asked. She embarrassingly shook her head as her lips were pressed tightly. "Pancakes it is!" John announced. She laughed and went to wash the blueberries that she put away moments ago. She threw them into the batter and John went and made the pancakes.

"I'll make something too." she said. "No! Let me. I wanna treat you." he insisted. "John Cena cooking for me? How often does a girl say that?" she asked rhetorically.

For you, every single day

"You go ahead and relax. I will make everything. I'll call you when everything is ready." he instructed her. Britney looked at him and couldn't believe the treatment she was getting from him. She nodded and walked out of the kitchen while John continued to work.

Almost forty minutes later, everything was ready and John made a little buffet station on the kitchen island. From pancakes to omelettes to fruit salad to French toast and mimosas, he covered everything. He called Britney to come into the kitchen and when she saw what he did, she gasped.

"Oh… my God. John!" she gasped. "I hope you like it. It isn't much --" he began. "Much? John, this is amazing!" she told him as she still stood there amazed at what he did for her. He was happy to hear that. It was just one of the many things he needed to do in order to win her over. "Well, don't just stand there, come on, let's eat!" he said. Britney walked over and John handed her a plate. She took a little of everything and the two sat at the dining table to eat.

"So how did you sleep?" he asked. "It was the best sleep I had in months." she said with satisfaction. "I bet." he laughed. The two talked about for the next few hours before John excused himself.

He went to the hallway and took out AJ's phone to post a new status on his social media.

Kiss like you're in Paris. Oh wait… I am!

He came back and walked to the door and just as he opened it, Britney caught him and asked where he was going. "Oh, to the car. I think I left my wallet in there." he lied. "Oh. Okay." she replied and walked away.

He walked outside and sat in his car. He threw the phone in the glove compartment and pretended to look for his wallet for a few seconds before returning to her home.

"Did you find it?" she asked. "Yup. Sorry for that." he replied. He noticed she was looking upset. He knew why but pretended not to know and asked what was wrong.

"It's nothing. Just something stupid. I shouldn't even be upset about it." she answered and tried to dismiss the topic. "Well, talk to me. Maybe I can help." he insisted. She sighed and hesitated at first.

"It's just an update from someone I know. It's not even important. I guess I'm just upset over something I expected." she explained. "Okay, you lost me. What?" he asked while faking everything. Britney rubbed her forehead before explaining everything.

"I'm sure you know who AJ Riley is. The guy I'm dating…"

Dating? Brit, do you seriously consider him your boyfriend still?

"... And we were supposed to meet last week but he cancels on me. I was pissed, naturally. He went to Florida, met some girl. Now he's in France and his latest status was just a punch in the gut to me." she told him. "What did he write? Is it that bad?" he asked curiously. She picked up her phone from the table and showed him his latest status update.

"So he blew you off for a few wild nights of girls and parties? Seriously?" John asked. "Looks like it." she answered hopelessly. He took her phone and put it down on the table. He held her hand and looked dber straight in the eye. "Britney, listen to me. This guy is no good for you. I don't mean to sound like a dick, but he knew you were looking forward to seeing him. I'm sure of it. So why would he cancel on you and go meet other girls? Are you not good enough for him?" "I guess not." she answered sadly. "Come on! Look at you! You're beautiful, you're talented, you're really funny. Any guy would be so lucky to have you in their life. He's using you! It's plain and simple. He knows you'll forgive him and go back to him whenever he asks. Which is why he blew you off. Because he knows when he comes back all he has to do is call you and say 'hey baby, I miss you, I wanna see you' and you'll say 'ok' to him. No offense, but you're not strong enough to tell him he's a jerk and call things off for good." he admitted. "What?" she asked surprised at his remark. "I'm sorry. I don't mean to come off as rude. I'm sure somewhere deep down, he's a good guy, but he has hurt you countless times. When are you going to realize that this guy is not serious about you? He never was. He's using you for his own pleasure. You're his booty call. Is that what you want to view yourself as?" he asked her.

His words hit her hard and he was right. She was not important to him. She never was. It was time to cut him out of her life for good. She took her phone and went back to his profile. She unfollowed him and put her phone back down before realizing what she just did.

John put his arm around her shoulders and comforted her. "I'm proud of you." he said to her. "I hope this isn't a big mistake." she told him. "Trust me. Take it from a guy. If the girl who I played around with unfollowed me, that screams a big message to me loud and clear." he said. She sat closer to him and rested her body against his with her head on the side of his pectoral muscle. He played with the end of her hair and absorbed the moment." You smell good." she noticed." Thanks, I showered today just for you" he joked. She slapped his thigh and laughed. She gave him a peck on the check and waited for John's reaction. "What was that for?" "For being you." she answered. The two looked at each other and something came over them. Nothing else matters around them and John leaned in and finally kissed her. She didn't stop him. She hooked her finger onto the collar of his shirt and pulled him down on the couch. She moaned between every kiss before feeling his lips move to her neck.

"Oh, AJ"

What did she just say??

John stopped and looked at her. He had no emotion because he didn't know how to react. Angry? Surprised? Laugh it off? He rolled his eyes, got off of her and stood up from the couch. He made his way out and Britney chased after him.

"Wait, John! I'm sorry! I didn't mean to!" she called out before he opened the door. "You know what? Forget it. You're never gonna learn that that guy doesn't love you. I don't know why you're so obsessed with him when all he does is fuck other girls while you wait for him!"

And with that, he stormed out and got into his car and drove off.

She is never going to get over him. What the fuck do I have to do to show her that I'm the one she belongs with? I killed a man for you, Britney! Don't you see? I love you enough to do that.

Britney: Ugh I screwed up

Carrie: What did you do?

Britney: We were making out and I said AJ's name

Carrie: Britney!!

Carrie: What did John do?

Britney: He got pissed. He walked out.

Carrie: No offense, but I don't blame him

Carrie: I'd do the same thing if the guy I'm making out with said another girl's name.

Britney: Ugggghhh!!!!!!!

Britney: I'm such an idiot!!!

Carrie: You're not. Listen, it's ok. He will get over it. Just give it time. He's not going to not be your friend forever over a mistake.

Britney: I hope you're right

Carrie: Was I ever wrong? Girl, you survived middle school thanks to my brains :)

Britney: Yeah, yeah, whatever lol

Carrie: Come home for a few days! It'll help! Trust me! You'll get over AJ and maybe you can be nostalgic here in Kentwood

Britney: You know what? That's not such a bad idea

Carrie: Um, duh!

Britney: Let me figure everything out and I'll fly out maybe tomorrow or Saturday

Carrie: Yay! Keep me posted!

John arrived at his next hotel in Houston and after checking in, he took out his phone to check up on Britney.

Great. Don't tell me you're actually going to fly out to Louisiana. I can't fly there! I have a show tomorrow and then I have to fly back to LA for the movie. If you go, I'm screwed! No, no, no no. I need you to stay put.

John began to panic but all he could do was wait. He could definitely do the show tomorrow but the movie was something he could not miss. He was obligated to film two weeks in Los Angeles for his parts.

"Fuck, John! Why the hell did you get so angry!? I have to fix this. Before she leaves."

He switched back to his account and sent her a text.

John: Hey

John: I'm sorry for blowing up like that

John: I'll be in LA Friday night. Wanna meet?

Now all he had to do was wait. In order to make the time pass by, he went downstairs to the gym to work out and blow off steam.

Britney checked her messages and saw John's.

Britney: So he apologized and wanted to meet Friday night.

Carrie: Go for it.

Britney: Is it okay if I come another day to see you?

Carrie: Girl, you know you can come anytime you want!

Britney: You sure?

Carrie: Girl, it's John Cena. And he wants to see you again. Do it!

Britney: You sure you're not upset?

Britney: I'll tell him I made plans with you already

Carrie: Britney Jean, if you don't tell him to come Friday, I'll see him for you!

Britney: Are you sure?

Carrie: OMG, B, yes! I'm sure! Now to tell him!

Britney laughed and did as she was told by her best friend.

Britney: Saturday work for you?

John: It's a date. Pick you up at 7?

Britney: Oh, it's a date date. Ok then.

Yes!! And I'm back in the game. This time, I'll make sure you forget who AJ Riley is. This time the only name you're gonna scream is mine. Over and over and over.