Of Love and Hate:
Chapter One: Insultz
Nicole walked into the arena, still reading her book. Not looking where she was going, she turned a corner and ran into someone. "Oh sorry." She said, looking up into the bright blue eyes of the person she said walked into.
"Why don't you watch where your going!" Chris Jericho said smugly. He gave her a cocky smile and muttered "Assclown."
"Geez Jericho, I attempted to apologize. It's not my fault you can't get your head out of your ass long enough to notice." Nicole shot back, her baby blue eyes meeting his.
"Well if you had been watching where you were going, you wouldn't have ran into me, junior." He said, laughing at his comment.
"Well, you ran into me too. Maybe you should watch what you're doing? Or, is the 'King of the World' too good for that?" Nicole said, rolling her eyes.
"Yes, as a matter of fact, I am."
Nicole laughed and rolled her eyes. "Sure you are. But, seeing how you're looking at me, I bet you can't wait for tonight." Nicole said, with a cocky smile of her own. She smiled thinking back to the week before when Eric Bischoff had told the both of them that he had an idea for a storyline between the two of them. He had decided that they would become an on-screen couple, starting that night on Raw, when Nicole would interfere in a Rob Van Dam/ Chris Jericho match, and turn on her good friend RVD.
"Well, honestly, I am." He admitted, walking closer to her. He backed her up to the wall and leaned his head down next to hers, he got so that close that their lips were mere inches apart. "Now, don't tell me, you aren't looking forward to it. The idea of kissing me must make you feel…"
"Sick?" Nicole finished, smiling.
"Haha, you really are very witty Nicole." He said, smiling. "But tonight, when we have to kiss, I'll leave you speechless."
"I highly doubt that." Nicole snapped back. "I think it might be you who's speechless tonight, and that would be a first, right Chris?"
"Yes my dear, and I'd only do it for you. Cuz I happen to like you. See Nicole, there's something I've always wondered about you."
"Oh really? And, what's that?"
"Why don't you like me?" Chris asked, his tone suddenly serious. "Ever since you got here, you've always had something against me. You became friends with Matt and Jeff, Adam, Jay, Shannon, Shane, everyone but me. Why is that?"
Nicole looked away, breaking herself from the hold Chris's eyes seemed to have on her. "I never said I didn't like you." She said quietly, focusing on the wall behind him.
"Yeah, you never said it. That doesn't mean you don't feel it." He said, backing up. "Maybe you just don't want to be my friend cuz you're afraid that you might become like the millions of women all around the world who want me, Chris Jericho, the Highlight of the Night, the King of the World, the Ayatollah of Rock and Rolla. You're just scared, face it sweetheart."
Laughing lightly and rolling her eyes, Nicole let her gaze travel back to Chris. "Yeah, that's it Chris. Keep telling yourself that, you might start to believe it soon." She smiled at him one last time before walking away.
Chris stood, watching her walk away, a vague smile forming on his handsome face. "Well just have to see at the end of the night who wants who." He said to no one in particular. He grinned, then turned around and walked away, whistling to himself.