Mickie woke up the next day with a throbbing headache. The pressure had built up over the night and it hurt like crazy.

However, the person whose arms she had fallen asleep in last night, was gone. She turned to an empty space. Part of her was upset that he left without saying anything. But, she knew how they felt about eachother.

Mickie turned back to the bed table and saw a rose, a cup of coffee, a bottle of headche relief, and a note. She smiled and picked up the note.

Mick,

Sorry I had to leave without saying goodbye but, Vince called me in early today for a practice match. I should be done by 11:00. And you better be ready for lunch. I figured you may need some caffiene and some medicine for your head.

Get ready to spend the day out. Because your spending the day out with me! That is until RAW when we get to start our storyline :). Can't wait to see you. Hope you feel better!

Randy

xoxox

Suddenly Mickie's headache disappeared. He made her happy. Really happy. Mickie sat up, took the bottle of headache relief medication, poured out two pills into her hand, popped them into her mouth, and took a swig of the coffee and swallowed.

She stood up, grabbed a change of clothes and went into the bathroom. She took a quick shower and changed into a pair of skinny jeans, pink cami, black shirt and a pair of hot pink heels. She straightened her hair and slid in a rhinestone headband. She finished her make-up after a little extra effort.

After about an hour in the bathroom, she heard a familiar noise. Her cellphone. She walked over to her phone and looked at the screen that read "34 New Messages".

"What the heck?" Mickie looked at her inbox and went to the first unread message.

"Hey beautiful :) I decided since I had to leave at 9:00 that I would text you every single time I get a chance. I was going to do it everytime I thought of you but... thats all the time. :)"

She skimmed through the massive amount of texts to the most recent.

"Just got back to the hotel. Gonna take a shower and pick you up at 11:30. We're gonna have a lot of fun :) Can't wait to see you gorgeous."

Mickie looked at the time on her cellphone. It read 11:16. She only had about 15 minutes before he came. Not that she really had anything more to do. She just felt nervous.

15 minutes came and went and just on time there was a knock at the door. Just as Mickie opened the door Randy barged in and picked her up off her feet and hugged her. Mickie giggled and wrapped her arms around him.

"Hello beautiful." He said.

Mickie smiled, kissed his cheek, and buried her head in his shoulder.

"Why are you so shy today?"

Mickie picked her head up and looked at Randy. "You just make me happy."

Randy smiled and kissed her. "You do the same to me. Now lets go, we have a full day ahead of us." Randy let his grip fall and Mickie did the same.

Mickie picked up her black and white Chanel purse and walked back over and interlocked her fingers with Randy.

Randy opened the door and they walked to the elevator. He wrapped his arms around her and held her small waist. He leaned down and kissed her. They didn't notice that the elevator had stopped and that a certain diva had gotten on.

"Oh my god! Randy!"

Randy pulled away from Mickie and looked at the brunette diva that had just gotten on.

"Candice?"

"What the hell Randy? You broke things off with me for this?" She pointed at Mickie.

"Uh yeah. Candice it was only two days. We weren't even going out!"

"Whatever. Have fun with this trashball hoe." Candice said before storming out of the elevator.

"What the hell is her problem! I am definately not a trashball. Look if this is the kind of reputation I'm going to have with you. I'm out." Mickie detached Randy's arms from her waist and walked out of the elevator. Randy ran after her.

"Mickie!"

Mickie kept walking and Randy had to pick up his speed. He finally caught up to her and held on to her shoulders.

"Just leave me alone!" Mickie said.

Randy turned her to face him and she had a tear falling down her cheek. "Mick, she isn't worth it. She obviously wasn't a good friend anyways."

"You don't understand. I know we were never friends. But, if I start getting called a trashball hoe that's where I have to draw the line. Look I've been down this road before. I have lost so many friends because I listened to some guy instead of the people I was supposed to trust the most. And you know where that got me? Right here. With you. In the same position with no friends other than you. Or I thought thats what I was. Look I'm head over heels for you Randy but I've felt this before and I end up hurt all the time. I'm not going to let it happen again. I don't need another bad reputation. I'm already the laughing stock of the diva division. I don't need this."

"Mickie, what happened?"

"I got played 6 times by the same guy. We had a thing for a while and I found out he was talking to Trish. Me and her were best friends so I let her have him. Sure I liked him but my friend meant something more to me than he did. Then he was a jerk and ended things with her and wanted me back. I told Maria and she told Trish and we all got into a huge fight but we worked it out. Anyways me and this guy were together for a month but then he totally got distant and when I asked him what was going on he just wanted to be friends. Three days later he told me he couldn't lose me out of his life and he wanted me back. But, he did tell me it was because he had an ex that wanted him back and later she changed her mind and all he could think of was me. It took everything to tell him no. A week later he has a new girlfriend who has been around the locker room. But he had the nerve to tell me I looked beautiful despite his girlfriend. By the end of the week they broke up and he asked me to be friends again and an hour later he was calling me babe again and that night he tried to ask Trish, my best friend and his somewhat ex, if it would be alright if we dated. Put it this way... we aren't friends anymore because of it. A week later he tells me he doesn't like me and its over."

Randy put his head in his hands.

"Oh and this guy wanted Trish to be his first. She told him no, and he snapped. He called her a whore and said 'don't worry it's already happened anyways' and my guess was his ex girlfriend. He ruined our friendship and whatever perfect depiction I had of him."

"Mick, I am so sorry this happened. I never meant for Candice to say anything about this."

"But, she did."

"Does it matter to you? I mean you are so incredibly strong. I have never met someone that can deal with as much as you can."

Mickie broke down into tears. "I may be strong on the outside, but on the inside I'm a normal girl whose heart gets broken and no matter how strong you are on the outside no girl is immune to heartbreak. So yeah I break down and I cry but I need friends there and I dont have that. That is why I am so strong but that is also why I am so cautious with you."

"Mickie, it doesn't matter what they say. Candice is jealous and you and Trish will be friends again in no time. You finally let someone in and I didn't hurt you. It was some ungreatful, jealous, pig-headed diva. Not the guy you told this morning made you really happy. And that guy is so inlove with you Mickie James."

Mickie looked down. Everything that he just said was replaying in her mind. Especially the last sentance. "Okay."

"Okay what?" Randy asked confused.

"Okay, it doesn't matter."

Randy smiled. He wrapped the small diva up in his arms but realeased her a minute later to look at what the clapping noise was. It was the entire hotel lobby. They had listened to the whole conversation.

Mickie covered her face with her hands and gntly fell into Randy's chest hiding herself from the crowd. Flashes were going off and tape recorders were being replayed. Paperazzi.

Sorry it's short. It's been a busy summer! Woohoo! Hawks won the Stanley Cup!

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