"Girl what did Randy want?" Brie and Naomi asked me back inside out hotel room. I giggled. "Nothing.." I said.
They bother looked at me. "Then why the hell are you blushing?" Naomi asked. I shrugged her and sat down on the couch. The girls continued staring. "Randy The Viper Orton just asked me out." I said and flopped back on the couch in awe.
"What!? He's an old man! And your seventeen." Brie said sitting down next to me. I shrugged. "Age shouldn't matter." I frowned.
"But I should when he's twice your age." Naomi continued.
"Nope he's only twenty six. (Lets pretend)." I defended. They shook their heads and I sighed.
"Why can't yall just be happy for me?" I asked. Brie rubbed her forhead.
"I mean, girl its just too risky." She said giving me a slight hug.
"Besides any other young superstar would be slightly better but Randy, he's a player." Naomi explained. I rolled my eyes.
Yeah well I'll take my chances
I thought and layed back down
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"Ah dang!" I cursed when I accidentally poked my eye with the eye liner pencil. I threw it down as Naomi walked in. She laughed and grabbed the eyeliner pencil.
"Come here." She said. I did and she started apply my makeup for me.
"Why aren't you wearing heels?" She asked me looking down at my Jordan's.
"I don't like them that much. I can't even walk in them." I said embarrassed. I picked up my phone and dialed Randy.
R= Hey beautiful
I looked down at my shoes blushing even though I knew he can't see me.
Me =Hey Randy. I'm ready.
R=Cool I'll meet you in the lobby in Five minutes
Me=Alright bye.
R=Bye.
I hung up and smiled at Naomi. She laughed. "Be careful." She said giving me a hug.
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I walked out closing the door softly behind me. And walked through the hall.
I pushed he bottom for the elevator and waited for it to open. A room door opened and Roman walked out.
I looked at him as he looked back. He began walking over and whistled as he walked past me. "Damn." He mumbled. I blushed a little and put my head down. "Where are you going?" He asked. I looked up to make sure he actually was talking to me.
"Out with Randy." I answered. And continued pushing the botton. He playfulness ran out.
"Why? He asked me. I furrowed my eyebrows. "Because I can. Is there a problem?" I asked.
Oh good the elevator door opened. Now I don't have to see this asshole. I walked in and Roman stood there not saying anything. The elevator door closed and I sighed of relif.
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Age Ain't Nothin But A Number~Roman Reigns~
FanfictionThis is so wrong but it feels so right. Hes everything I want despite the age difference. Hes always worried about being caught. But baby, Age Aint Nothin But A Number