Part 26

Nikki's point of view;

"Nikki I'm glad you're back because I need to borrow-" Paige stops talking once I close the door.

I throw my purse on the floor and sit on my bed kicking off my heels. "Why the long face?" Paige asks sitting on her bed facing me. "John asked me out."

"Isn't that what you wanted?" She asks, is that really what I wanted? How stupid. Of course that's what I wanted. That's what I want. "Yes. It's what I've been wanting for months."

"So then what happened?" Paige asks messing with her necklace. "I told him no." Her mouth widens, "What? Why?"

"I couldn't say yes. Paige, I lied to John. I cheated on him." I say feeling myself fill up with guiltiness. "Like you hooked up with someone?"

"Well... it wasn't that extreme. I did kiss another guy." I say remembering that day. "But John and you weren't dating when that happened. So technically it's not cheating. Plus it was only a kiss. I mean you could talk to John about it. He seems like a mature person who would understand it."

I sigh sadly, "I guess so. I'm sure he doesn't want to talk to me though. He asked me in a restaurant in front of a ton of people."

"Mmm, I bet that was so humiliating." She says. I nod my head, "Yeah. I mean I didn't say no but I told him I needed to talk to him about it. Once we were here outside in the parking lot I told him I couldn't date him because I didn't deserved him."

"I feel like you should talk to him. If you really like him go for it. Don't let that kiss stop you." She says. "You're right. Where are you going?" I ask staring at her ripped jeans and crop top.

"I'm going out with Dean, Fox, and some other guy." She says. "Ooh so are you and Dean?" She laughs, "No, no. Don't get me wrong Dean is sexy but I don't like him. I would definitely hook up with him though. I feel like he'd be a good sex partner." She winks and laughs walking to the bathroom.

"Ewwww but yeah you're probably right." I say laughing with her. "Can I borrow your lipstick?" She asks applying the lipstick before I answer.

"Sure." I say putting my hair down and massaging my scalp. "Great. Well I'll see you later love and talk to John. Like now. Byeeee!" She blows me a kiss and walks out.

I take off my dress and put on my oversized shirt. When I check my phone I see that I have a text from John. "Can we talk please?"

My screen turns off and I don't bother turning it back on. Instead I walk to the bathroom and wash my face and teeth.

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My phone buzzes and I jump startled. It's a notification from one of my apps. As I glance at the bright screen I see it's 1:34 a.m.

Paige is still not back. She probably won't be back until like 4. I lay back down and remember everything that has happened in these past few days.

It's been a rollercoaster of emotions. First Brie's wedding, then Seth, then John. My mind is all over the place.

I get up from the bed and walk out of my room.  I don't know what I'm doing or why I'm doing it but I press the lobby's floor number.

When the door opens I look at the empty place. I turn around and press the elevator door again. What are you doing, Nicole?

"Are you looking for someone?" A man behind the counter asks. "Rollins. Seth Rollins." I say before I regret it. "8th floor, room 345." He says.

I nod my head and the elevator door opens. When I'm on I'm debating whether I should press my floor number or his.

My shaky finger presses the 8th floor. In a few seconds I'm on his floor. I walk down the cold hall, barefooted and with a long oversized shirt.

I probably look ridiculous. No, correction, I do look ridiculous.

I knock on the door quietly and bite my nails as I wait. Turn around, Nicole. Turn around. Before I turn around a door opens.

Seth is in boxers and his hair is in a messy bun. He looks surprised to see me standing there. I feel myself blush as I look at his body. My eyes can't help to wonder.

"Nikki. What are you doing here?" He asks. Even though it's one in the morning and he should be sleeping, he doesn't look or sound sleepy.

"I don't know." I answer honestly. He steps out of the way and I walk in his room. He closes the door and I take a seat on the closest bed which I suppose is his because it's undone.

He sits down beside me in the darkness. We don't say anything and the silence is killing me. "Why aren't you saying anything?" I ask feeling like my voice is too loud.

"I'm falling apart." He answers sadly. "Why?" I ask. "You know why." He answers. "I don't." I say and he sighs, "I was at the restaurant when John asked you out."

"Ohh?" I say biting the inside of my cheek. "Yeah. I'm happy for you but I still feel like someone just grabbed my heart, ripped it out of my chest, and stepped on it nonstop."

"But why?" I ask and he laughs, "Nicole. You know why. I like you and you're dating Cena." So he thinks I said yes and it's probably best if he thinks that. 

"I said no." I answer, "Really?" He asks his voice suddenly lighting up. "Yeah. I said no because of you."

"Because I felt guilty for kissing you." I add before he thinks something else. "Oh. Well, don't let me stop you from being happy. Talk to him and tell him yes. I won't say anything about the kiss."

He gets up from the bed, "Now if you excuse me I need some sleep. Also, Dean could come in any minute and I'm sure you don't want him to see us together."

"You don't want me here?" I ask feeling a weird thing on my chest. "You know I do." He whispers. "Then why're you telling me to leave." I ask sounding like a little girl.

"I just... I.. I don't know." He answers. I get up from his bed and walk by him shoving him. "Fine." I'm about to open the door when he comes behind me and stops me.

"No. Don't leave,  please." He says leaning against the door. "You're so confusing, Rollins." I say crossing my hands over my chest.

"I know but I need you to stay. My bed is cold." He says softly. I should say no and leave but I don't.

We lay beside each other once again without touching. "Why did you hit Fandango?" I ask randomly.

"He said something stupid." He answers, "Was it about me? Did he say something bad?" I ask with curiosity.

"It doesn't matter now. I'm sure he won't say anything anymore. Not in front of me anyways."

We get silent yet again and don't say anything for a while. I close my eyes and then I feel him put his hand over mine.

"What are you doing?" I ask pulling away. "I just need to feel you. It's probably the last time I'll do it."

He reaches over and grabs my hand again. I stare at his shadow trying to see his face but I can't with so much darkness. After a while I decide to close my eyes and relax the sound of his soft breaths.