Can't Help But Wait

Disclaimer: I don't own WWE! Only Lauryyin & the usual others

Notes: Alright, I'm still writing Yeah, I'm So Over You, but I got this idea to do a prequel to it. So, I was listening to Trey Songz Can't Help But Wait, and it kinda reminded me of Mark & how he feels about Lauryyin. You'll see why, soon. This is gonna be my first try at multiple pov's. Thanks for reading and don't forget to review. This begins in 2004, the last two weeks of December. If you didn't read the other one, you might not get it fully. So read it and review that one, too.

Ch. 1: Superstar-Struck

-Lauryyin's POV-

Yes! Finally, I'm nineteen! December 21, 2004. I'm a woman, well not technically. I'm dancing and having fun at a big party that my big cousin Eddie has thrown for my sisters and I. I'm officially a wrestler. I graduated earlier this year, so I'm done with school, and I'm so ready to take on my new life as a WWE Diva. Since it's the holiday season and they're off, Eddie and Chavo invited some of their coworkers to our party.

Damn, I've never been so starstruck in my life. I know most girls my age go all ga ga for the big movie stars or singers, but the wrestlers were my equivalent. Fuck actors, it's all about the wrestlers. I remember the first time I met my friend Matt. Yeah, Matt Hardy. Complete embarrassment on my part. Same with Jeff.

"Matt, this is mi lil prima Lauryyin, she's gonna be a Diva in a few months." Eddie grinned as he pushed me toward a very handsome, but sweaty Matt Hardy. "Hi, you're cute." He smiled as he shook my hand. I was blushing. "Hey. I like your hair." I shyly smiled back. Fuck, I can't believe I just said that. "Thanks, I like yours too." Moments later, I met Amy Dumas, or Lita. Sweetest girl, ever. Actually, Oscar Gutierrez, or Rey, introduced me to her a couple years ago. So it was just like a 'hey, how you been' kind of thing.

I chilled with Matt and Amy for like two hours and Matt got a call from his cell. He grinned and went to the locker room door. "Hey Lauryyin, I've got two more members of team xtreme for you to meet." He said as he motioned for me to come to the door. "This is my little brother Jeff and that over there is Shannon." He laughed.

"Damn, you fine momma." Jeff grinned and cocked his head to the side. That made me blush. "Uh, Jeff. This is one of Eddie and Chavo's little cousins. Future Diva." Matt said as he smacked him in the arm. "Hey." I smiled as I stared at his hair. "Shan, get your ass over here!" Matt hollered at Shannon Moore, who was dancing his ass off to some random song on the radio down the hall.

"Hey, I'm Shannon, but you can call me big poppa." He grinned as he shook my hand. "I'll just call you, Shanny-o." I grinned back. "Givin nicknames already? Yup, she's xtreme material." Matt laughed. "So, you wanna hang with us this summer, be our lil extremist in training?" Amy grinned. "You're serious, no bullshit?" They all laughed. "Hell yeah we're serious baby!" Jeff said with a high pitched voice. From then on, I've been hanging with those four. Actually, those five, if you add Shane. He's kinda like the sane one out of all of us.

Okay, so it wasn't all that bad. Over the last few months, those guys have been my best friends. My sisters have found their own crews to chill with, but mine is bomb, man! "Miela, come here." That was Eddie. He was standing by Oscar. We call him O. "Happy birthday, squirt." Oscar grinned. "Thanks, and I'm not a squirt. I'm taller than you." I poked my tongue at him. "Uh huh, whatever. Eddie she thinks she's grown now." He grinned. "I am grown. Yo soy Muy caliente." I smirked as I began to began to do Eddie's patented shimmy shake.

"Oh no. What happened to my innocent little miela?" Eddie laughed as he playfully covered his eyes. "I'm still innocent, for now." I grinned as I continued dancing with Oscar. "Hey man! So, this is the other one, huh?" I heard a deep voice say from behind me. "Yeah, Mark, this is Lauryyin." Eddie smiled. I looked up into a pair of the most gorgeous green eyes I've ever seen. Wait, I know him. Oh my goodness. He's the fucking Undertaker! I sound like a super fan right now, ha!

"Well, happy birthday Miss Lauryyin." I shook his gigantic hand and smiled. "Nice to meet you… uh, what do I call you?" He smiled. "Whatever you want, darlin." He said as he looked down at me. Damn, he's tall. "You hang with those Hardy's, huh?" He asked. "Yeah, what's it to ya, Deadman?" I don't know where my little attitude came from, or the whole 'Deadman' name. I guess it just sounds cute.

"Hold on, lil Fuego. I just asked a question, girl." He raised his arms in the air. It made me laugh. Did he just call me fuego? "Sorry, I just get tired of people asking questions about them. Especially questions about Jeff." I saw Eddie and O go over to talk to CJ, or Chris Jericho, leaving me with Mark or whatever the hell he wants to be called. We sat and talked at the bar for maybe two hours. He's a really nice guy. I can't wait to meet his wife, Sara. Oh, and now, I officially have a new nickname. Fuego, it means fire, that name's exclusively for Taker. Since I've developed a little friendship with him, I could tell that he's gonna be the overprotective type. Great, just what I need, another Eddie.

"Hey, Lori. Come dance." That's my older sister Kim. Oh yeah, I'm the baby of the family. Youngest of a set of triplets. We have an older brother and sister. All us girls have dreamed of being in the WWE, growing up with famous wrestler cousins, why wouldn't we? Our brother, on the other hand, dreamed of being a lawyer. Ugh, his loss.

As I was dancing I noticed a very muscular man across the room, talking to Eddie. Ooh, Batista! He's hot as hell. He noticed my stare and waved. "Watcha waiting for, go on over there. Ya know ya wanna." That was Shannon. "Shut up Shan, before I tell Crystal you've been stalking." He smacked his lips. "You just mad cause I'm gonna be your brother in law. Now go talk to him. I'll keep EG and CJ busy." He grinned. "Yeah, they're not the problem. Ol paintbrush head's the problem."

"Matt's got him. I don't know why you don't just go out with him, Lori-o."

"He put you up to this, huh Shannon?" I didn't want to be mean to Shanny, but I was getting annoyed. Jeff's hot as hell, but I think of him as a friend. Just a friend, oh yeah also a trainer. "No, he didn't this time. This is just my opinion. And you know Jeff, when he wants something or someone, he doesn't stop until he gets it." After that, he left to go talk to Crystal. I love Shannon, he keeps it real. Well sometimes he does, when he's not being a perv.


After meeting a few more of my future coworkers and dancing the night away, I finally got some rest. I got Dave Bautista's number tonight. Shannon and Jeff were pissed. Jeff even tried to distract me and steal the number out of my purse. Good thing Matt caught him. I was at home in El Paso, bored out of my mind. I decided to check my email. I had nothing, so I logged on to my favorite chat room. Great just what I need, Jeff's on.

2XtremeArtist: Had fun, baby?

OhMyLori: Yeah. NOT your baby, paintbrush!

2XtremeArtist: Not yet.

OhMyLori: Never will be.

2XtremeArtist: Come on, you're not really gonna get with muscle head, are you?

OhMyLori: Nunya Jethro!

2XtremeArtist: You know he's got that shit with his two ex wives and his daughters, right?

OhMyLori: Been snooping, have we?

2XtremeArtist: I'm serious Lori-o! He cheated on his wife, he's no good.

OhMyLori: Oh, and you're better? Don't make me laugh, Jeff. I'm too tired.

SexyShanThePoP has signed on.

SenseiOfMattitudeV1.0 has signed on.

SenseiOfMattitudeV1.0: Arguing, are we?

SexyShanThePoP: Oh look Matt, their first fight!

OhMyLori: Fuck you, Shannon! Hi Matt-o!

2XtremeArtist: Sup Shan & Matt. She wants Batista.

SenseiOfMattitudeV1.0: And you think he's gonna deal with your craziness?

OhMyLori: Fuck you too, Matt!

SexyShanThePoP: YES! A threesome. I knew you were wild!

AimesRoxDisBish has signed on.

AimesRoxDisBish: You're gross, Shan. I'm coming over Lori, so open the door.

OhMyLori: Okay. Shannon, I'm gonna punch your lights out.

AimesRoxDisBish has signed off.

2XtremeArtist: For real shut up Shannon! Hey, Lori?

OhMyLori: Hey. What do you want?

2XtremeArtist: Can I come too, I'm lonely.

SexyShanThePoP: Hey, me too!

SenseiOfMattitudeV1.0: If they're coming, I'm coming!

SexyShanThePoP: Yeah slumber party, Xtreme style! Lets go!

OhMyLori: Shannon no, all of your asses stay where you're at!

SexyShanThePoP has signed off.

OhMyLori: Stop him! I'm not answering for you idiots!

SenseiOfMattitudeV1.0: Whatever, see ya in a few.

SenseiOfMattitudeV1.0 has signed off.

OhMyLori: Jeff, please stop those fools.

2XtremeArtist: NOPE! HA HA!

2XtremeArtist has signed off.

OhMyLori has signed off.


Our faces painted, our bodies full of Jack Daniels. That's how we are now. We're not Team Xtreme, we're Team Shitfaced! "Grab her Shan!" Jeff was screaming for Shannon to throw me into my pool. As drunk as I am right now, I probably would drown. But they're so wasted they wouldn't notice.

"I'm gonna killllllll youuuuuuu Shannon!" I sang as he threw me into the pool. "Amy helllllp!" I screamed, splashing and trying to catch my balance. The water wasn't deep enough for my short ass to drown, but I'm so drunk, I didn't notice.

"I'll save you, baby." Jeff's drunken ass screamed before he jumped into the pool, making a huge splash. The pure idiocy in this is that we're completely clothed. Matt threw Amy in after Jeff jumped in. Shannon threw Matt in, and then jumped in himself. We're all playing around splashing and jumping on each other. I started to play with the ripples in the water that were now full of color from the face paint Jeff put on us earlier.

"Come here." That was Jeff. We were out the pool, now. Still in our soaking wet clothes, but with towels. He's on a lawn chair outside. "What, Jethro." I asked, still drunk and stumbling, to sit beside him. "You seriously wanna give Dave a shot, huh?" His eyes met with mine. "Jeffy, vato. I'm just nineteen. I'm having fun." I laughed out loud. "Have fun with me, then. Not muscle boy." Damn, even though he's drunk as hell and has smeared, faded, and half washed away paint on his face, he's still hot. I, on the other hand, look like hell. My eyes are bloodshot, thanks to my drunkness and the water. My makeup has ran and mixed with the facial paint. And my hair probably looks worse than Carlito's.

"Jethro, you're drunk." I grinned at him and played with his designed beard. "You too." He grinned back. His hands reaching for my face. As he pulled my face closer to his, I lost all the thought in my head, not like I really had any in there at the moment anyway. "You drunk fool!" He grinned and put my lips to his. Oh, his lips were so soft. My conscience came into play, to bad I'm too drunk to listen. As his tongue explored my mouth, I couldn't help but taste the Jack Daniels he had been drinking. I know he could taste the same with me. That's it, I'm blaming the kiss on my drunkness.

-Amy's POV-

"Oh shit, Matt!" I screamed as I came outside of Lauryyin and her sister's house into the backyard. "What?" He yelled. I can't believe what I am seeing. Mat ran outside to see what I wanted. His jaw dropped when he saw what I saw. His brother kissing Lauryyin. "I thought he was just playing, Matt?" I asked as he walked beside me, his mouth slightly hanging.

"I thought, too. She ain't no hoe either, she don't be kissing on no anybody Amy. Drunk or not, she feelin' little Jeffrey Nero." Matt said still staring at the two making out on the lawn chair. I'm so damn glad that Shannon's sleep now. He's passed out on the floor of the bathroom, soaking wet. Poor Shannon. I'm glad he's in there, the last time he got drunk, he threw up all over Matt's shoes.

"In more ways than one. I'm stoppin' this, before it gets to that point of no return." I said as I started to walk toward them. Lauryyin was now straddling Jeff and grinding. If I know Jeff, and I do, that skimpy little pink, wet dress would be on the ground in a few seconds. "Wait, we must take pics." I rolled my eyes as Matt grabbed his camera from the table he was standing by.

Yeah, those pictures would really come in handy soon. Lori's gonna kill us! After he snapped a few, I walked over to them. They seemed completely lost in their own world. "Please don't fuck in fronta me!" I grinned when Lauryyin jumped off of Jeff's lap. Damn, did she look a mess. "What happened?" She screamed realizing where she was. "You were about to fuck my little brother in front of us." Matt grinned.

"I'm drunk, idiot. Don't make such a big deal out of it. And don't go telling Greg!" She smiled as she stumbled into the house. Brushing it off isn't gonna be so easy, Lori-o.

A/N: Okay, I hope you've enjoyed the first chap! This one's kinda fun, huh. Lauryyin & Jeff kinda have a past, ooh. Drama drama