After falling in love with a girl on Twitter, John Cena start's to push the idea of meeting her in person however what he doesn't know is she isn't real. Her picture, her name, and most of the details she has told him are all fake. Afraid he won't l...
"I'm going insane," I groan into the phone to Bailey, lying on the couch with a bag of potato chips on my stomach. This is what I've had to resort to since I hurt my elbow, lying around feeling worthless not even able to get myself dressed.
"Aw, I'm sorry Thuggy..." She giggles on the other end, she didn't like the fact that I was injured but she loved the things I complained about. "Wish I could be your nurse, I'd make you feel a lot better." She says in her best sexy voice before bursting into laughter, I grin knowing she couldn't say that with a straight face.
"Give me an address and I'll send a jet right now," I plead with a smile, "Seriously this is miserable, I've felt worse but damn I can't do anything for myself. You know I used the restroom today, and my left hand was having trouble wiping it was like 'wait, what? This is Righty's job! Noooo!' he has had it easy his whole life doing nothing but writing." I complain and hearing her laugh makes my heart speed up a million times faster,
"You are such a dork, just think soon you will be back to Raw with the Cena lovers and haters and I'll be back to yelling with Anthony right beside me shut up he is amazing!" she mocks herself and I burst into laughter holding my side knowing her she probably does yell at the TV, the entire time.
Our laughter subsides and the name Anthony was ringing in my ears, a guy, wonder if she has feelings for him. "Bays?" I ask in low voice wondering how I'm going to do this,
"Yeah?" she replies in the same low serious voice we don't use often, I stare up at the ceiling trying to form words together that don't make me sound like an idiot. Not an easy job, just so you know.
"Man I haven't done this since high school..." I trail off forgetting she was on the phone, I face palm, with my left hand, when I realize she heard me.
"Do what?" she asks, I take in a sharp breath hoping this doesn't end badly like I have a feeling it will.
"I don't even know how they do these things at my age, in high school all you said was hey you wanna go out. And bam you have a girlfriend, at least that's how I asked Liz, and ever since then I haven't needed to ask because I've been with her." She repeats my name a few times trying to cut me off, but I continue to rant quickly, "I know I sound like an idiot, but are we like together or is this connection one sided?"
"John!" she finally says loudly and I bite my bottom lip fearing rising, I really didn't want to stop talking because it would give her the chance to reject me but I had to.
"Sorry." I say plainly waiting for her to reply, I hear her take in the sharp breath before going silent again. My forehead starts to bead sweat as well as my hands, my throat closing up tightly with nerves, "I hate when you do that! I get so nervous when you just stop, usually it's followed by bad news, if you don't feel the same way just say so, Minion. Seriously won't change a thing you are still my best friend."
"No, it's not that, I'm sorry. I'm just in shock, I don't understand how someone as incredible as you would want to be with someone like me..." she says taken me back a bit, Bailey was a very confident girl from what I could tell nothing got in her way she was adventurous and fun. "You are adorable!" she adds with a slight laugh, making me blush.
"...is that a yes?" I push out, my heart not able to move nor am I able to breathe as I wait for her answer.
"Well, of course!" she squeals and I hold back a squeal of my own as I feel the need to jump up from the couch and celebrate.
"Yes! Now share that news with Anthony, most guy friends have crushes on their girl friends." I say for reassurance that she was in fact mine, finally. It feels so good to say I am officially taken by the most amazing person on this planet.
"Oh my gosh," she laughs before adding, "Anthony is turning five on Halloween night, and he is like my little brother so no worries there, trust me." I smile slightly embarrassed I was jealous of a five year old but still, "Wanna see a picture of him?" she adds.
"Yeah, of course." I say plainly with a light chuckle at my stupidity, seconds later my phone bing's I open the text with the picture.
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"Aw! He looks so impatient, like are you serious bro when is this going to start. Just channeled my inner Ryder." I chuckle when she laughs.
"John, what do you think of teen moms?" She asks out of nowhere, I pause wondering where exactly this conversation was going.
