I'm making another attempt at an AJ Styles story. I think the whole storyline I was working, wasn't working. I'm trying a new angle and I hope it works. Enjoy!
PS: I'm going to push Flair's appearance in TNA up a little bit. It works a little better in my opinion. Enjoy!
Alexa Heather Hardy| 29| Sister of Matt & Jeff| Brunette| Blue Eyes| Left TNA for a year for health reasons| Ring Name: Heather Hardy| Theme: Are You With Me? - Mickie James
Phenomenal Mistake
An injury is the worst thing to happen to, well anyone. But if your job, your career, involves you performing feats of athletic strength any injury can ruin you. Enter my life. My life, everything I worked so hard to accomplish, came crashing down on me after an injury to my neck. I missed a year of the thing I loved the most and as soon as I was offered an opportunity to come back I accepted. It wasn't the best idea I've had.
American Made
"You've got to be kidding me!" Jeff walked in, laughing softly. "Shut it, Nero."
"Easy, Lex. Now what's wrong?"
"Management hates me."
"What makes you think that?"
"I have to be AJ's arm candy while he is working with Ric Flair." Jeff dropped the glass he was currently holding, causing it to shatter as it hit the floor.
"They...want...you...to...what?"
I sighed, running my hands through my hair. "I have to be arm candy to AJ Styles while is with Flair." I grabbed my bag and jacket, sighing with defeat. "I have a meeting with them in fifteen minutes. I'll see you afterwards, Jeff." I waved goodbye to Jeff and made my way to the parking garage. I made it to Hulk's office with time to spare. I knocked on Hulk's door and waited for him to let me in. "Ah you're here. Sit down." I sat down and looked to my right and, rolling my eyes as I moved over as far as possible. "Heather, you know AJ correct?" I sighed.
"Yes." I hated AJ Styles. He always treated me like crap while I was coming up in the ranks.
"Have you read over the proposition we gave you?"
"Yes, I have."
"Great. Now if you could sign this, we can move on to other matters." He pushed a paper and pen towards me.
"What is this, Hogan?"
"It is just for cosmetic purposes. Flair insisted on it." I hesitated, unsure of whether I wanted to re-enter TNA this way. But I knew that there were very few ways for me to come back so I signed the contract. "Thank you both for your time. Now if you will excuse me, I have another meeting to attend to." I smiled at Hogan and got up, running into AJ as I ran towards the door. He flashed a smug grin at me and opened the door for me. I rolled my eyes and stormed down the hall, hoping to rid myself of the pint sized pest.
"Heather! Wait!" I sighed, rolling my eyes but ultimately stopping in the middle of the hallway. "You know, for a minute there I didn't think you were going to stop."
"I thought about it. What do you want, AJ?"
"I wanted to make amends. I know I've treated you badly in the past but I feel like this is an opportunity to start fresh." I shifted my weight to one hip, trying to convey my irritation to AJ who was obviously not getting it.
"What makes you think I'm just going to forget what happened between us? Who was the one that told me to try that new move, huh?" I took a step forward with every word, pinning AJ up against the wall. On a normal day, I would feel ecstatic at the fact that I was scaring AJ but today I felt sorry. I looked AJ up and down, trying so hard not to just push him up against the wall and kiss him. A little known fact about me was that I was actually madly in love with AJ Styles. I would've asked him out but the way he was treating me back then made it impossible.
"Me."
"Exactly. So forgive me if I still have a grudge against you."
"But you're all better. That's the important thing, right?"
"Are you kidding me, AJ? I had to sit back and watch as people enjoyed what they were doing, what I love doing. I love my job and you ruined that for me." Before I did anything stupid, I decided to walk away. I knew I couldn't stay mad at AJ and that was going to be a problem.
xAJ's Point of Viewx
Why did I have to be a jerk to her before? I punched the wall, wincing at the oncoming pain. I pulled out my phone and pressed seven, waiting for the other person to pick up.
"Hello?"
"Jeff? It's AJ."
"I take it that your approach didn't work?" I could hear the smirk in Jeff's voice and it pissed me off.
"Shut it. What am I going to do?"
"Well, we can try my approach." I scoffed. Jeff's idea was having a party with a lot of alcohol. "Scoffing won't make Heather like you, Styles."
"Fine. Just set it up." I hung up and headed to my car. I sat in the driver's seat, trying desperately to relax but my body was betraying me. "Great. The girl that makes me harder than long division thinks I'm a jerk and won't give me the time of day. Just great." I sighed and drove to the hotel, trying desperately how to get on Heather's good side.
-FIN-
That's it for this chapter. I hope you enjoyed it. Next one will be out soon.
