I know I so so so bad for doing this I have stories I have even finsihed yet but I was at work and the muse hit me this morning with wiritng this story. A weekend full of The Rock will do that. The celebration of his b day and seeing Fast Five...yeah. So the muse spoke, and I wrote. So tell me what you think before I make everything offical with this story.

xoxo

Well here I am again, I've been here before. In the bed next to him. The only thing that has changed is that now he's gotten older and so have I. I goarned as I felt the warmness of his body more closer up against me. I slept in his large arms and awoke up in them. I trace the tribal tattoo that covered his right bicept. I could do nothing but to take this moment in because who knows when the next time I'll have another one like this...with him. I turned over to watch him sleep peacefuly. His face was as clear and as smooth as ever. The dark goatee that he grew was something I had to get use to, but damn if he didnt look with or without it.

"Watching people in thier sleep is werid you know that right?" He spoke with his eyes still closed.

I smlied. "I'm sorry."

He then opens one eye. "Goodmorning Fancy Face."

My smile had grew wilder at the nickname had given me over the years. "Morning." I then kept my stare at him. "Mia?"

"Yes." I answered.

"I took another day off for us just so we can enojy Rio."

Don't get ge excited, act normal Mia. "Oh yeah?"

"Yeah, so what do you want to do?" He asks me giving him his undivied attention.

"Stay in bed with you until noon , then have brunch on the bachonlny." I said with a shifting through the sheets of the king size bed.

A smlie spread acorss his goregous face. Oh that smile of his. I felt like a kid everytime he flashed thoes pretty whites. "All right, sounds like a plan."

"Perfect."

"I love you, you know that right?"

I couldn't force myslef to say yes like I did in the past. If he'd love me I would've been his wife, the mother of his kids. If he'd love me my heart wouldn't be in constant repair of the damange and hurt he put me through. Tears of joy would stream down my face instead of pain and anger. Does he really weant me to answer that fucking question? Turthfully, I am in love with him but do I know that he loves me? My answer is I don't knoW but why ruin a beautiful day in Rio.

"Mia?"

"Yeah Dwayne."

"Did you hear me baby?" He questioned stroking my face. "You know I love you."

I didnt repsond. instead I kissed him. "Let's get something to eat now , I'm hungry."

I know you wondering how this relationship came to be and why I was in love still with a man who've broken my heart. Well let's go back 20 years ago. I'm Mia Thomas and everthing started in Miami.

(1993)

"I hope your going to miami because you want to and not because of Dwayne Johnson."

I rolled my eyes at the words that came out of my older sister MaKayla's mouth. She was tall brown skinned with green eyes just like mines and long straight hair. Tall standing at 5'9 with curves to die for. I instantly stood up from my queen size bed and looked at her. "Please, I am not going there for him I am going there for me Kay Kay."

MaKayla rolled her eyes. "Bitch please, who are you foolin?"

"Look, I am going to college to learn about writing and communications and stuff. DJ has nothing to do with it. It just so happens that he goes there. And I need to discover the world outside of our mommy and daddy's house-"

"Yeah and Dwayne is going to discover you." MaKayla added. "Listen, just be careful and be safe."

I knew her being an older sister that she was only being watchful over me. "I will, now would you mind carrying my bags to the car please?"

MaKayla rolls her eyes. "Since you said please..."

MaKayla, my father James and my mother Melinda help me set up everything in my dorm room on my side. Light browns and soft pinks and a splash of white were my colors of choice. A poster of the Miami dolphins were placed by my bedside as well as a poster of the University team the Miami Hurricanes. I notice my sister make funny faces as I placed the poster up but I didn't care.

"Okay make sure you study and don't party too hard" My father said as I walked him as well as my sister and mother back downstaris.

"Don't get into trouble." My mommy kissed me and finally we made it to thier car, my father then kissed me on the cheek.

"And don't let DJ knock you up." All eyes were now on my sister. "What?" she said inconnently.

I shook my head and gave her a look. "Shut up and no that won't happen." I then saw a huge smile on my sister's face, she arched a brow and rasied her head towards me giving me the hint to look back.

"Mr. and Mrs. Thomas! How you doing?"

My heart raced as Dwyane ran over to greet my parents. I tired my best to hold my smile back but I couldn't. His dark curly hair I so badly wanted to run my fingers through them.

"Hello Dwayne." My mother Melinda said hugging him. "Nice to see you."

"Great seeing you too." He said. Dwayne's father Rocky Johnson and my father went to high school together. But also became close through pormoting for wreslting. His father became a well know star in the WWF while my father did real estate which was a promsing and good life style he provied for his family. Dwayne and I didnt meet eachother until three years ago. To me it was love at first sight, like my heart belong to him an no other man.

"Dang Mia, what's up momma?" He said playfully hugging me. "You grew up on me you look good girl."

"Thanks." He smelled so good. I wanted to hold Dwyane like this forever.

After everyone said thier goodbyes, Dwayne and I headed back to my dorm room. We talked, we mostly he did about his major, school, football and etc. Every now and I then I nodded and agreed with everyone he said. "I can't wait until you coem to the game."

"I would love too DJ."

"I'll have to give you the dates and everything someother time, but I am glad you here fancy face."

I raised a brow. "Fancy Face?"

Dwayne ran a hand through my tight curly hair. "Yeah , your pretty." He kisses me on the cheek. "Later."

"Bye DJ."

After he left, I notice a girl with standing in the door way of the dorm room. "He's got game."

"What?"

"His game, its smooth."

I scoffed. "It's not game, we kind of grew up together...so I know him." I then notice the suitcases and duffle bags. Yay she's my roommate. She was of Latin decent. Her accent and extoic looks was a dead give away. She extended her hand. "Sasha Lozada"

"Mia Thomas."

Sasha arched a brow. "Fancy Face...He got that from Days of Our lives. Bo calls Hope that all the time. But I do agree with him you are pretty."

Something about this chick was funny. So what if its something he'd copyed. It's my nickname; I began to play with my pillows. I then watched as Sasha play with a strand of her long black sliky hair. "So...where are you from?"

"Miami, South Beach and you?"

"Miami, Dade County actually. My mother and father are Puerto Rican."

I nodded my head. "Cool."

Sasha nodded her head. "Yeah, cool."

And it was like that for a while between me and Sasha. Cool, she was a girls of few words but we got along.

(months later)

Dwayne and I got together whenever we could. Study, ice cream, and I even went to a few games. I didn't feel like going to one of the after parties that was thrown for the Hurricanes. So instead I ernt to my dorm room. Sasha went to Orlando for the weekend so I had this room all to myslef. Around 1 am, there was a small knock on the door. "Mia!" It was Dwayne. I jumped from my sheets and opened the door.

"I didn't see you at the party fancy face." Dwayne came into my room instantly falling on my bed.

I shook my head. "Your drunk DJ."

"Nooooo I am not, for real I am cool look." He began to walk a straight line with a stupid look on his face. "See."

I laughed. "Yeah, I guess your sober/ drunk."

He took me by the hand and my heart couldnt pound any faster, and he closed the gap between us. Our lips touch and it was amazing. We feel on my bed and as out tounges played with eachother. He began to cup my breast and our kisses got more and more passtionate. "DJ." I moaned his name as his lips moced towards the nape of my neck which moved to my ear. "You gonna let me taste you?"

I said yes but I really didn't know what the hell that was. DJ pulled my jeans down and he placed kisses between my thighs. And it felt good. I moaned softly and my fingers tangled through his curly hair. His tounge tickled my numb over and over and over. My hips bucked and grind aginst the movement of his mouth. "Ahhh...Dwayne Ughhhh."

After coming down off my high, I looked at Dwayne who was towering over me. He kissed me on the cheek. "Get some sleep. I'll see you tommrrow fancy face."

I went to sleep with a huge smile on my face.

(That same weekend)

That Saturday Dwyane and I ate brakefast and lunch and we shared a wonderful conversation in between. That Sunday I waited for DJ to return to his dorm wearing his jersey. As I awaited on his bed, I couldnt help but to be excited about his away game today. I pulled my hair into a ponytail and wore jeans and Dwayne's jersey with a pair of tennis shoes.

"Hey-Um Mia what are you doing here?" He looked shocked and suprise.

"It's your away game and I wanted to know if I can go with you." I kissed him on the lips. "You know your good luck charm?"

"Umm Mia actually-"

"Dwayne were going to be late for the bus grab your."

The room feel slinet as my eyes landed on the female in pulling Dwayne close to her and wearing the same jersey as mine. "Who is this?" She spoke in a uncertain tone.

"This is Mia, my friend Mia this is Danni...my girlfriend."

My heart snak and I couldn't do nothing but stare into his eyes which was not looking at me but instead at Danni. We kissed, we shared a weekend of passion and intensity and he has a girlfriend? Danni and I exchaged looks but I knew it was my time to leave. I couldn't let him see me cry.

It was around midnight and I was still feeling the hole in my heart sank deeper and deeper. The door to room open and it was Sasha. "What happend?" She asked me.

"Nothing."

"Nothing my ass your crying in the fucking dark." She then flicked on the lights. "What the fuck happen."

"I- he."

"Who that player that you been having up here? What he do?"

"We've been having the most fun and and-" I burst into tears. "He has a girlfriend."

"ARE YOU FREAKIN SERIOUS?"

I watched as Sasha grabs her keys and her handbag. "Where's the game?"

"In Jacksonville, wait wait where are we going?" By this time she had me by the hand and out the door. "Sasha what the hell?"

"Were going to Jacksonville and I am going to personally kick his ass for you."

So tell me what you think and should I go on?