A/N: I know I shouldn't be starting a new fic. I mean…me of all people? This really, honestly, shouldn't be happening right now. BUT, nonetheless it is, so yay! Eve is my all-time favorite Diva, and has been ever since I started watching. So, I was crushed that she left. I'm going to miss her a lot. However, with that being said, her and Miz are seriously my one true pair, and that's why I'm here starting this fic even though I know I shouldn't, but I never listen to myself. So…jump on the train, and enjoy the ride! Reviews would be awesome, (no pun intended), and this should be a fun fic, so enjoy! – Mel


Eve Torres had fallen in love with Mike "The Miz" Mizanin at an early age. She swore she had fallen in love with him at the age of five years old. Now that being said, probably sounds ridiculous, but she swore it was true.

She was five, and he was seven. The two had grown up together, since they lived on the same block, and had quickly become best friends. He was a good friend to have around. He was the best type of guy friend to have around. Eve could be "one of the guys", and Mike could care less about that.

Mike accepted her for who she was, nothing more, nothing less. As Eve become older, she had found herself going down a dark path, but Mike had quickly saved her from going down that path, and saved her life.

That was the day she knew she was in love with him, and the two had never looked back. They began dating when Eve was fifteen, and he was seventeen. He was always there for her, always had her back, and was always there for her when she needed to cry or to vent. He was perfect. He was her knight in shining armor. He was her savior.

But that perfect day dream, that fairytale ending came to crashing halt four months later when Mike's parents forbidden Mike from seeing Eve any longer, and had even make sure the two wouldn't see each other by moving Mike two hours away from her.

The day the two best friends had to say goodbye was the most painful day of their lives. For both Eve, and Mike, they wanted to wake up from the nightmare they were both living. But never did.

Mike's parents didn't approve of his relationship with Eve. To them, Eve wasn't good enough for them. For their son, they told him over and over that He could do better.

Mike's parents had his whole life planned out for him. They had even gone as far as to pick out a wife for him. That was no one other than Maryse Ouellet.

They had found Maryse shortly after Mike and his family had moved. Once they had found her, they quickly approved of her, and told Mike that this was the girl for him.

There was only one problem, Mike hated Maryse.

Whenever he was with Maryse, all Mike could think about was Eve. All he wanted to do was be with Eve. All he wanted to do was be kissing Eve, holding Eve, loving Eve, not Maryse.

Maryse wasn't his soulmate, Eve was. Eve was the love of his life. But ever since his parents had paired him with Maryse, he had begun to see Eve less, and less. He knew he was hurting her, and that he was breaking her. But this wasn't his choice. He'd give anything to be with Eve right now. He hadn't been able to see her in two and a half weeks. It was killing her, and him.

"Babe, are you listening to me!?" Maryse yelled, snapping her fingers.

Mike sighed, running his fingers through his hair, and looking up at the French woman. "Yeah, I'm listening to you." He mumbled.

"No you aren't." She sneered, "Mikey, listen to me."

Mike flinched. He absolutely hated it when Maryse would call him Mikey. That was Eve's nickname for him. No one else was supposed to use it. "I'm listening Maryse." He repeated, sighing heavily.

"So we can go out tonight then?" The blonde woman asked.

Mike shook his head. "I don't feel like going out tonight. Maybe we can go out tomorrow night, but not tonight. I'm too tired."

Maryse gave him a pouty look. "You promised you'd take me out, Mikey. You promised."

"I know I did, and I will tomorrow. Can we just call it a night? I just wanna go to bed…" he lied. "I'll call you to say goodnight."

Maryse studied the man before him. "Do you promise?"

Mike nodded. "I promise."

With that said, Maryse collected her things, and was gone. She was finally gone for the night. Mike was a free man. It was 10pm, so there wasn't much he could do.

But…he could sneak out and see Eve. Yeah, that sounded perfect. Seeing Eve was just what he needed. He had school the next morning, but he could care less about that right now. All that mattered to him was being able to see Eve. It had been two weeks too long.

Granted, he wouldn't reach Eve's place until midnight or so, but it'd be worth it in the end.

He said goodnight to his parents, went up to his room, climbed out the window, got in the car, and began to drive to Eve's.

Two hours later, he was in front of her house. He had felt his hands begin to get sweaty, and his heart rate began to pick up. He could feel his heart pounding out of his chest.

He got out of his car, walked to the fence that lead him to the backyard, hopped it with ease, walked over to the window he knew so well to be Eve's, and began to throw stones at it.

Inside her room, Eve Torres let out a groan. She rolled over on to her side, facing the clock. It was ten after midnight. Who the hell would be throwing rocks at her window this time of night, other than a total creeper?

When the stones kept hitting her window after a solid five minutes, she figured that whoever was bugging her, wouldn't stop. She climbed out of bed, threw her hair into a messy bun, and walked over to her window. "If you don't stop throwing rocks at my window, you creeper, I'm going to get my dad's shotgun, and shoot you!" She yelled in a hush whisper.

Mike chuckled. He had missed Eve. "Now Eve, you wouldn't do that to your best friend, would you?" The Ohio Native asked, a smirk crossing his lips even though Eve couldn't see it.

Eve felt her breath get caught in her throat. Was she hearing things, or was that truly Mike's voice she heard? Tears quickly began to well up in her eyes, and roll down her cheeks. "Mikey?"

"Yeah, it's me. Can I come up?"

"Yes." She managed to choke out, knowing he wouldn't be able to see her nod if she did.

In less than a minute, Mike was now in her bedroom, and standing inches away from her.

Eve was crying a lot harder now as tears soaked her face at a much quicker rate. It had been too long since she last saw him, since she last touched him, since she had last kissed him. She couldn't believe he was in front of her right now. She wanted to pinch herself to make sure this wasn't all a dream.

But when Mike reached out to wipe her tears away, she knew it wasn't. "Shhhh," he whispered. "Don't cry." He said softly. "It's okay, it's all right now. I'm here. Shhhh Eve, it's okay." He said in a comforting whisper, and brought her into a hug. It felt good to hold her in his arms again.

"I missed you." She said through her tears as he ran his fingers through her hair, which was down again. "I missed you a lot."

"I know. I missed you too, baby. But I'm here now. I'm sorry it's been so long. I'm so sorry." He whispered in her ear as he kept running his fingers through her long, brunette curled hair.

Eve buried her face deeper into his t-shirt, grabbing a fistful of it as she inhaled his scent. "Mikey…" She choked out through her sobs.

Mike kissed the top of her head softly. It felt so good to hear her call him that again. He had missed hearing her call him that. But he had just missed her period.

After many long moments of holding Eve, he had released her, and she had taken him by the hand before climbing back into bed.

After kicking off his jeans and shoes, he was next to her again.

Eve placed her head in his chest, and listened to his heartbeat. It was quick and steady. Just like her own heartbeat.

"Mmm, you know," he whispered, pausing for just a moment to kiss her forehead. "You get more and more beautiful each time I come and see you. If you don't stop soon, you'll become too beautiful for me."

Eve smiled, laughing a bit, burying her face back into his t-shirt. She was blushing. "Oh Mikey, stop it." She mumbled, "you're a horrible lair."

"Oh, I am?" He laughed. "I don't think so. Because I hardly ever lie, in fact, it's a never. I never lie."

Eve grinned up at him, taking her head out of his chest for just a moment. "I missed you, Mikey. I missed this. Being in your arms, it's my favorite place to be."

"And you're my favorite person to have in my arms," he whispered back, brushing her hair out of her face.

Eve smiled, blushing again, and placing a soft kiss on his lips. "I love you, Mike."

"I love you too, Eve. I always have, and I always will. Nothing is ever going to change that."

Eve nodded, placing her head back in his chest, and intertwining their fingers together, softly kissing his knuckles. "Will you be here when I wake up?"

"Yes." Mike softly replied. Screw going to school tomorrow, he didn't need to go to school. Missing one day wouldn't hurt his straight-A's record.

Besides, after tomorrow Mike had no idea when he would see Eve again. But that's how it always worked.

A/N: So there's the prologue. :) Reviews would be greatly appreciated! Thank you so much guys, and if there are enough people who are interested in this story, then chapter one should be up soon. (: Thanks guys! – Mel