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**Jeffs POV**
I sat there wondering for the longest time if Trish did have a crush on me. At times, she didn't even acknowledge that I was there. Those are the times I wondered if she kissed me a week ago because she simply wanted to thank me for saving her from the Big Show. I couldn't stop playing the kiss in my head over and over.
I decided to tell Matt about these feelings when I first started having them back when she had first kissed me. He simply said I was acting like an immature teenager to have fallen over a girl like Trish. He thought I was only in it for her beauty or her breasts. It was different. I wasn't acting like a teenager. I wasn't even nervous when I was around her. I could talk to her like I'd known her for years. Sure I did get butterflies in my stomach, and the usual signs of having a crush, but Matt didn't understand that that didn't make me nervous.
Lita was worse than him. Lita was friends with Trish and all after the bra and panties tag team match, and they even gave each other pointers. But Lita seemed to be highly against me being with Trish. I didn't understand any of it though. She and Matt both got along with Trish and everything, but for some reason they felt they couldn't trust her. I knew I could.
"Hey Jeff." She smiled setting down her gym bag. Like always she came and worked out with me. I expected her too.
"Hey Trish." I said, picking up the pace, lifting the weights faster.
"Whoa muscles, show off much?" She giggled.
I slowed down to my original pace and grinned up at her. "You only wish I was showing of for you." The usual flirting we had going on every day. I surely didn't mind it.
She simply stuck her tongue out at me. "I am going to get a water, you want?" She asked grabbing her money from the front pocket of her gym bag.
I stopped and got up. "I'll go with you."
"Even better," she grinned.
On the way to the pop machine, we met up with Torrie. Trish couldn't stand Torrie since the bra and panties match. "Oh, that poor baby." Torrie sneered. "You really want a woman? Call me." She said handing me a piece of paper with her number on it. Trish looked very pissed at that point.
I smiled. "I'm sorry Torrie, slut isn't my style." I said handing her back the paper. Now I admit, Torrie is very attractive, but I seriously meant it when I said slut isn't my style. I don't go for girls who just walk up and hand me their phone number. I also knew that it would get a big plus from Trish. She smiled and grabbed my hand. I was shocked in the inside, but I managed to not let it show. She was showing me affection, for the first time since the kiss.
Torrie stormed away, knowing she couldn't do any more damage. We got out waters and went back to our workout as usual.
"Hey Jeff, I have to go, you think you could teach me a few wrestling moves for out match on Tuesday?" She said gathering her things together, after about 3 hours of working out with me.
"Our match?" I questioned.
"Yeah, you don't know, do you? I figures Matt would have told you. Me and you against Torrie and The Big Show? Sure we are outweighed, but I think we'll manage." She shrugged it off. How can you shrug off a 7 foot 500 pound man, like she just did? She must think that I can handle him, and protect her.
"Sure, come to the Gym and meet me at the mats." I shrugged it off too. She seemed to know what she was doing.
"Thanks Jeff, see you then." She lightly touched my arm, like she had always before. That was her way of saying good-bye I guess. Matt and Lita were standing in the distance waiting for me. I have no idea how long they were even standing there. I got my things together as well. I left with Lita and Matt to the Hotel.
When I got there all I wanted to do was sleep. I was tired from working out and all. But instead came the lecture of going out with Trish tomorrow.
"Look Jeff, I know you were set in this match by Mr. McMahon, but after this don't use Trish as a crutch. She cant be trusted, until she proves that she can. You saw how she manipulates people and your simply her next ploy to get to the top and I don't want her to hurt you! I mean, come on. She was with, what... 3 people all together. Mr. McMahon, Test, and Albert. None of them ended pretty because of her." He was always like this when Trish wasn't around.
"Crutch?! Not like Lita isn't one right? Look Matt, I appreciate you looking out for me, but she can me trusted. Have you ever thought of her changing? Maybe she's trying to get to the top on her own for once. That's why she asked me to give her some tips tomorrow right?" We got in yelling matches, like all siblings. This was the usual one for the time being.
"Look Jeff, I am not trying to take sides here, but Matt is right." Lita said. She was sitting on Matt's lap. I hated it when they were all cuddling. Deep down I was happy for them, but when They yelled at me for the little relationship I had forming with Trish, gives me all the more reason to think that they were just rubbing it in my face that they had each other and who did I have?
"Look Lita, Matt, you can think what you want, but I am not going to listen to you. She can be trusted, and whether you think I should or shouldn't I am going to trust her anyway. I am going to bed.
I left to the other room. We had joint rooms because the WWF didn't see fit that Matt and Lita slept in the same room for business purposes, so they had Lita in the room next door, which I usually ended up sleeping in when I got sick of Matt or Lita being around.
I walked out on the balcony. I look over and there was Trish, on the balcony next to mine. She was in her pajamas looking at the stars. She haden't even noticed I was there. God, she is so beautiful. I walked back into my room and I changed into my sweatpants, and to shirt. To me these were my pajamas.
I walked to Trish's room and lightly knocked on the door.
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**Jeffs POV**
I sat there wondering for the longest time if Trish did have a crush on me. At times, she didn't even acknowledge that I was there. Those are the times I wondered if she kissed me a week ago because she simply wanted to thank me for saving her from the Big Show. I couldn't stop playing the kiss in my head over and over.
I decided to tell Matt about these feelings when I first started having them back when she had first kissed me. He simply said I was acting like an immature teenager to have fallen over a girl like Trish. He thought I was only in it for her beauty or her breasts. It was different. I wasn't acting like a teenager. I wasn't even nervous when I was around her. I could talk to her like I'd known her for years. Sure I did get butterflies in my stomach, and the usual signs of having a crush, but Matt didn't understand that that didn't make me nervous.
Lita was worse than him. Lita was friends with Trish and all after the bra and panties tag team match, and they even gave each other pointers. But Lita seemed to be highly against me being with Trish. I didn't understand any of it though. She and Matt both got along with Trish and everything, but for some reason they felt they couldn't trust her. I knew I could.
"Hey Jeff." She smiled setting down her gym bag. Like always she came and worked out with me. I expected her too.
"Hey Trish." I said, picking up the pace, lifting the weights faster.
"Whoa muscles, show off much?" She giggled.
I slowed down to my original pace and grinned up at her. "You only wish I was showing of for you." The usual flirting we had going on every day. I surely didn't mind it.
She simply stuck her tongue out at me. "I am going to get a water, you want?" She asked grabbing her money from the front pocket of her gym bag.
I stopped and got up. "I'll go with you."
"Even better," she grinned.
On the way to the pop machine, we met up with Torrie. Trish couldn't stand Torrie since the bra and panties match. "Oh, that poor baby." Torrie sneered. "You really want a woman? Call me." She said handing me a piece of paper with her number on it. Trish looked very pissed at that point.
I smiled. "I'm sorry Torrie, slut isn't my style." I said handing her back the paper. Now I admit, Torrie is very attractive, but I seriously meant it when I said slut isn't my style. I don't go for girls who just walk up and hand me their phone number. I also knew that it would get a big plus from Trish. She smiled and grabbed my hand. I was shocked in the inside, but I managed to not let it show. She was showing me affection, for the first time since the kiss.
Torrie stormed away, knowing she couldn't do any more damage. We got out waters and went back to our workout as usual.
"Hey Jeff, I have to go, you think you could teach me a few wrestling moves for out match on Tuesday?" She said gathering her things together, after about 3 hours of working out with me.
"Our match?" I questioned.
"Yeah, you don't know, do you? I figures Matt would have told you. Me and you against Torrie and The Big Show? Sure we are outweighed, but I think we'll manage." She shrugged it off. How can you shrug off a 7 foot 500 pound man, like she just did? She must think that I can handle him, and protect her.
"Sure, come to the Gym and meet me at the mats." I shrugged it off too. She seemed to know what she was doing.
"Thanks Jeff, see you then." She lightly touched my arm, like she had always before. That was her way of saying good-bye I guess. Matt and Lita were standing in the distance waiting for me. I have no idea how long they were even standing there. I got my things together as well. I left with Lita and Matt to the Hotel.
When I got there all I wanted to do was sleep. I was tired from working out and all. But instead came the lecture of going out with Trish tomorrow.
"Look Jeff, I know you were set in this match by Mr. McMahon, but after this don't use Trish as a crutch. She cant be trusted, until she proves that she can. You saw how she manipulates people and your simply her next ploy to get to the top and I don't want her to hurt you! I mean, come on. She was with, what... 3 people all together. Mr. McMahon, Test, and Albert. None of them ended pretty because of her." He was always like this when Trish wasn't around.
"Crutch?! Not like Lita isn't one right? Look Matt, I appreciate you looking out for me, but she can me trusted. Have you ever thought of her changing? Maybe she's trying to get to the top on her own for once. That's why she asked me to give her some tips tomorrow right?" We got in yelling matches, like all siblings. This was the usual one for the time being.
"Look Jeff, I am not trying to take sides here, but Matt is right." Lita said. She was sitting on Matt's lap. I hated it when they were all cuddling. Deep down I was happy for them, but when They yelled at me for the little relationship I had forming with Trish, gives me all the more reason to think that they were just rubbing it in my face that they had each other and who did I have?
"Look Lita, Matt, you can think what you want, but I am not going to listen to you. She can be trusted, and whether you think I should or shouldn't I am going to trust her anyway. I am going to bed.
I left to the other room. We had joint rooms because the WWF didn't see fit that Matt and Lita slept in the same room for business purposes, so they had Lita in the room next door, which I usually ended up sleeping in when I got sick of Matt or Lita being around.
I walked out on the balcony. I look over and there was Trish, on the balcony next to mine. She was in her pajamas looking at the stars. She haden't even noticed I was there. God, she is so beautiful. I walked back into my room and I changed into my sweatpants, and to shirt. To me these were my pajamas.
I walked to Trish's room and lightly knocked on the door.
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