Case Of The Ex.

"Where's that damn phone?!" John yelled.

Shawn shrugged, "Hey! don't blame me! it's not my fault"

"You hit him, of course it is"

"He dropped the phone not me," Shawn folded his arms with his own comeback.

"You made me drop the phone!" John yelled.

"How did I do that?" Shawn asked.

"You kicked him, you moron!" Triple H yelled.

"Ooh...yeah, sorry about that." Shawn spoke to John.

"Just..help me find the phone, or else Torrie is gonna freak..."

"Why?" Shawn asked.

"Because she'll get worried that something happened to me duh Shawn." John said.

"Oohhhh, okay searching now,"

Triple H crouched down. "Okay well good news found it, bad news John it's broken" Triple H spoke giving John the phone with a cracked phone.

John sighed.

"Well I better go home now so Torrie doesn't go crazy." John said before walking away.

"John, I had to ask you something?" Shawn spoke as he ran after to him.

John stopped, "WHAT!" he yelled.

"What Shawn?" John asked.

"Do you have any...cookies?" Shawn asked.

"No!" John yelled before he stormed to his car.

"Can you get me some?" Shawn asked, John answered by shutting his car door before he drove off leaving Shawn whining in the parking lot.

Torrie laid on the bed, with her ankles crossed together while she flipped through the channels on the TV while she waited for John. She tucked her blonde hair behind her ear, before she went on the music channels.

ohhhh baby.
trying to decide, trying to decide if i, really wanna go out tonight.
i never used to go out without ya, not sure i remember how to.
gonna be late gonna be late but, all my girls gon have to wait cause, i don't know if i like my outfit.
i tried everything in my closet.

nothing feels right when im not with you, sick of this dress and these Jimmy Choos.
taking them off cause i feel a fool, trying to dress up when im missing you.
ima step out of this lingerie, curl up in a ball with something Hanes.
in bed i lay, with nothing but your T-shirt on.
oh, with nothing but your T-shirt on.

Torrie got to her feet, while she looked at herself in the mirror. A smile went across her face as she gained a good idea. She opened the wardobe door, picking out John's white shirt. Torrie stripped out of her casual jeans, with a baby blue tee top, and took off her knee boots.

Torrie slipped on the white shirt, even though it was twice the size for her she still caught the sexy look she was looking for. While she walked to her shoe closet she buttoned up the shirt, and then slipped on her black high heels.

Torrie took out the clips in her hair, before she shook her head side to side so her hair would gently flip side to side. She smiled, when she saw lights reflect from the window.

hey,(cause i want to be close to you), with nothing but your T-shirt on.
i remember when, you would like to see me, with nothing but your T-shirt on.

John opened the door, ignoring the 4 call from Shawn. "Torrie," He called, walking into the living room but he didn't get an answer.

"Tor," John spoke as he walked into dining room, he saw papers, and designs fabrics scattered over the table so he knew Torrie was indeed here.

John looked around with a confused look on his face before starting up the stairs.

"Torrie." John said.

"I'm upstairs," Torrie spoke.

John walked upstairs, before he turned to the bedroom door. "Sorry..honey...Shawn he..." John said while he opened the door, he walked a few steps before he stood frozen when he saw Torrie leaning on the bed, with her hands at the back of her supporting the way she was positioned.

One of her legs were over the other, while the sexy smile shone on her face at John.

"Welcome home," Torrie spoke as she stayed in nothing but John's white shirt with her black heels.

John stared at Torrie.

"Wow." John muttered.

"Nice welcome don't you think?" Torrie asked, while her head moved to the side.

"Very nice welcome." John said.

A smile went across her face.

"So what do you think?" Torrie asked while a smirk went across her face.

John smirked.

"I think you should wear my shirts more often." John said as he walked towards Torrie.

Torrie's eyes travelled up to John.

"Really? you think so"

"Definitely,"

"Well I might, since they are so comfortable and warm" Torrie spoke with a smile.

"Good." John said.

Torrie slid behind John, still wearing his shirt her black heels.

"But you should know, I'm only wearing this..." Torrie spoke while her hands around John's chest with a innocent smile.

"Really?" John asked with a wide smirk.

Torrie nodded, while a huge smile stayed on her face with her eyes lit up.

"Yeah, Nothing felt right what I was wearing since you weren't here, so I put this on...because I wanted to be close to you I hope you don't mind," Torrie spoke with a sweet smile on her face.

"Trust me I don't mind at all." John said.

Torrie smiled widely at John.

"Oh good, so you won't mind if I dressed like this more often then?" Torrie asked wrapping her arms around his neck.

"No I don't." John said as he put his arms around Torrie's waist.