Warning This is a SLASH, yaoi, boyXboy ...got it? so no flaming please. This story is just a work of my imagination.
Disclaimer I, in no way, own WWe or anything slightly related to it... this story is a work of fiction. Randy Orton's Girlfriend is actually his wife, i have nothing against her nor do i own her.
No one ever knew how much those words had deeply cut me. And yet my mind had repeated them constantly like a broken record. Yesturday...
"Did you hear?" Maria asked me as she and I walked into the hotel "no, What?" I responded with a question. Then suddenly my heart beat with a sharp pain. I knew that what the beautiful diva was to tell me next would be something I didn't want to know. "Well, John was telling me yesturday that..." She stalled for suspence. And even though I didn't want to hear what came next, I did anyway, loud and clear. "Randy is thinking about proposing to his girlfriend after the Royal Rumble, in 4 weeks." There it was. My heart sank. Just his name and I stopped breathing for a moment. I knew of his girlfriend but... I wanted to deny it, so much.
"no, What?" I responded with a question. Then suddenly my heart beat with a sharp pain. I knew that what the beautiful diva was to tell me next would be something I didn't want to know.
"Well, John was telling me yesturday that..." She stalled for suspence. And even though I didn't want to hear what came next, I did anyway, loud and clear. "Randy is thinking about proposing to his girlfriend after the Royal Rumble, in 4 weeks."
There it was. My heart sank. Just his name and I stopped breathing for a moment. I knew of his girlfriend but... I wanted to deny it, so much.
The words cut me open like sharp knives. Randy. Proposing. Girlfriend. Four Weeks. But, I'm happy Maria told me, so maybe i can prepare myself. Maria may be my best friend but she, even, didn't know about my feelings for the third generation superstar named Randy Orton.
I walked through the men's locker room door in the arena. The room seemed empty, that's to be expected since it's around lunch time and Vince was offering. I didn't feel like going. I would mean seeing Randy and after hearing the news yesturday, I was affraid that i might fall to peices.
I set my bag on the wooden bench. Then, I opened the main zipper. Inside , lay my attire for my match tonight against Paul (aka triple H). It was the usual pair of Tripp pants, a muscle shirt, my green and yellow sleeves, the body paint, and so on. I put some granola bars in my bag a long time ago... I wonder if they are still there, not like i ever touched them. So I searched for one.
After some digging, I finally found a chocolate chip granola. I was starving so I unwrapped the damn thing, I swear they make these things child proof. I stuck one end in my mouth and it was like heaven. I let out a small moan. I mean, I haven't eaten one of these in, like, months. I zipped my bag and layed down on the bench. As one Hand was holding the snackbar the other rested apon my shirt. I've never had a granola bar llike this, either I was really hungry or the sanck gets better aged.
"Is that what you call lunch, Hardy?" Wait that voice sounded really familiar. It sounded like...
When i looked up I saw Randy. He was walking out of the showers, soaking wet, a towel wrapped around his waist. He walked over to his bag and grabbed a pair of breifs. Wait! How come I didn't notice his stuff? Wait! How come I didn't notice the water running? Geez was I really off in La-laland that I didn't even notice i wasn't alone? Whatever god in heaven that watched over me really hated me.
I didn't notice my stare on him, at first, but when I did I couldn't help but follow the curves that formed his body. The tan skin, chisled body, striking facial features. Was it the granola or was I drooling slightly?
Randy noticed, I guess, because he looked into my eyes and smirked. Oh, that cocky, arrogant, sexy smirk, how it melts me inside.
"I didn't feel like lunch," I finally replied his question, clearing my throat. "What about you?"
Randy dropped his towel and I swear I've never looked away so fast, I must have gotten whipflash. But if I did, I wouldn't notice. My heart was beating in my ear and I was trying hard to stop the blush from creeping onto my face.
"Naw," he said, pulling the briefs on. Randy turned back to his duffel bag to get his sweat pants. "It's too early for lunch..."
It technically was early. It was only like, eleven in the morning. So the lunch was more of a brunch thing. I smiled in response. That's all i could do.
"So how's the granola bar?" Randy asked smirking. I totally forgot that I eating the snack bar. Quickly I ate the rest and blushed slightly I hate his smirk, it made me act like a freaking school girl.
"Not bad," I mumbled. Suddenly, he walked up to me, his face blank. My blush darkened, he was now really close to me. Randy lifted his hand to my face. I could hear my heart beat faster, it felt like my heart would break through my chest. His finger rubbed against my chin.
"You had chocolate on your face," Randy showed his finger, it had a streak of chocolate on it. The 3rd generation superstar tilted his head slightly. "Are you Okay?"
My whole face was a deep pink. Orton was still inches from me, it was closer than ever before. "Yeah thank-"
But before I could finish my thanks, his cell phone rang. Randy looked at me apologetically and took his phone out of his bag and answered. "...Hey baby."
Okay so thats the first chapter i hope you enjoy it...I know, I know, It's short forgive me.
please review, the more i get the faster I'll update (reviews give me life!) Love Natsuki Lee