My Kinda Party

Carter nodded, "Yeh two be nice to each other while I go get the food." he left the hospital room.

"He's gaga for you," Nolee laughed.

John chuckled. "And I'm head over heels for him, so it works out." He said with blindingly bright smile.

"If you hurt him, I'll kill ya," Nolee teased.

John looked at her. "if I hurt him, it'd be an accident, and I'd kill myself before you had a chance to." He said seriously.

"John!" gasped Nolee. "Don't ever talk about suicide ever again!"

John jumped a little. "O-Okay! Relax... but it's true. I couldn't live without Carter..."

"You two gonna get married?" Nolee asked bluntly.

John frowned. "I don't know! Someday, when we've been together and if Carter proposed... I'd say yes. Why?" He asked.

"Cuz I need an excuse to get a cute bridesmaid dress," Nolee laughed.

John chuckled. "Well Carter's gonna have to put a ring on it first..." He said.

Nolee smiled, "I'm glad you have someone for you."


Twenty minutes later, Carter came back with the food. "Sorry traffic is HELL in England!"

John chuckled. "I hope you drove on the correct side." He laughed. The doctor's took off his neck brace, and he felt a lot better as he moved his bed into the sitting position, taking the food.

"I almost didn't," Carter laughed. "And they don't have any of the places I'm use to back home. I couldn't get yeh a Blizzard Nolee so I just got yeh a concrete." He handed her a large cup full of chocolate ice cream with brownie bits and bits of Snickers in it.

"What did you get to eat?"

"A cheeseburger," Carter smiled.

John shuddered. "Cheeseburgers are disgusting and unhealthy..." He muttered and started eating his chicken salad.

Carter rolled his eyes, "They taste great though. Yeh not gonna convert me into eatin healthy overnight yeh know."

John raised a brow. "But I'll get you eventually. Your dating a wrestler and former elite gymnast... your going to eventually eat healthy." He said.

"Like hell I will. Babe, yer with a down home southern boy. If it ain't fried or fattening, I ain't gonna eat it," Carter laughed.

John chuckled. "We shall see about that." He said, smirking before going back to eating.

Nolee laughed, "As long as he works it off Johnny, it's okay if he eats like that."

John smirked. "Well, guess I'm taking you for a workout when I'm all better..." He chuckled darkly, eyeing Carter.

Carter smirked, "Depends on what kind of work out we'll be doing."

John blushed. "Not that kind, you perv!" He chuckled. "And I work out hard... Between the complicated weight lifting and body lifting and gymnastics... Nolee's seen me work out. She knows... She lost to me in a match." He snickered.

Nolee looked angry, "I thought we weren't going to mention that."

"It's okay. Yer a girl, yeh can't beat many men." Carter shrugged.

Nolee socked him in the arm, "Sexist bastard!"

John frowned. "Well you shouldn't have been shooting your mouth about being able to take the guys on in the first place."

Nolee growled, "I told you that I use to beat guys like Test all the time! I didn't think you would be stronger than a powerhouse like him!"

Carter smirked, "Johnny's better than him, always will be."