I flipped through the radio station until I finally found something worth screaming through the roof of the limo.
"IF YOU WANNA BE MY LOVER, YA GOTTA GET WITH MA FRIEEENDS!"
Phillip looked at me from the other end of the limo. "You've got to be fucking kidding me. I'm riding in a limo with someone who still listens to the Spice Girls."
I scoffed at him. "Well...it doesn't make you any better knowing the name of the band.
He held his hands up in defense and smiled at me. "You win." He motioned for me to come over, and I did. I sat down next to him and he wrapped his arm around me. "Jess, have I ever told you the story about my first WWE Debut match?"
"Only about a million fricken times," I said, rolling my eyes. I flicked my bangs out of my face.
"Would you like to hear it again? Because I think I'm getting pretty good at telling that story."
"Noooooo!" I nudged at him, pushing him against the door of the limo. "Please don't tell that boring story again! Seriously, I'm almost able to recite the entire story by heart."
He chuckled and pulled me closer to him. I loved how affectionate he was. He was overly affectionate in the most adorable ways. He was totally loving and caring, but he also had that sarcastic asshole side. He also had this mysterious aura around him, but I couldn't quite grasp what it was.
I laid my head on his shoulder and I breathed in the cologne he always wore. It was his favorite, although he would never tell me the name of it.
"I would love for you to tell me that story Jess. How about it?"
I shook my head and laughed. The thing I loved most about him, was his amazing sense of humor. He knew how to make me smile, granted if he wasn't CM Punk, he would still have that personality that would make my heart melt.
"Come on, what's wrong with that story?"
I looked up at him, and he played dumb. "Phillip, that story has been told a countless amount of times. If I hear it again, I will probably jump out of the roof of the limo and run home."
He smiled at me, as if he were challenging me. "So, it was back in-"
I quickly moved away from him and towards the middle of the limo.
He pulled my arm back and I fell onto him. "I was kidding Jess, come on."
We both chuckled and he pulled me in for a kiss. I kissed him hard and I held onto his neck. He wrapped his arms back around me.
"Besides, it would take you forever to get home," he mentioned as I moved back down beside him.
"You do remember that we're in Minnesota right?"
Phil glanced out the window, taking in the view of the skyscrapers in the distance. "Oh, yeah I guess you're right. But it would still take some hours."
"But it wouldn't be terribly long. Especially if I were to...I don't know, take a taxi? I grew up here. I know how to get around."
"That makes it sound like you have some kind of mischievous past that I don't know about."
I shrugged. "The less you know the better."
He shook his head and laughed. "So, when am I going to be introduced to your family?"
"Uh," I stuttered, "you want to meet my family?"
"Well yeah. I mean, why wouldn't I want to meet the amazing people who created this beautiful woman?" He brushed my hair out of my face, and my eyes met his with a burning passion. If we weren't on our way to the Excel Energy Center, I would strip in front of him and force him to do the same.
Oh stop! I was in awe. I couldn't speak.
"But anyway Jess, we're about to pull into the lot. How about we get inside and head towards the buffet?"
I nodded and cuddled against him.
We pulled into the garage and parked in a spot open in the far corner. I stuffed my phone and wallet into my purse and I waited to get out. Phil got out first. "Oh no," he muttered.
"Is everything okay babe?" I crawled towards the door when he stopped me.
"Can uh...you just wait in here a minute?" He was looking at a woman walking our way. This is only the second show I've been too, but I recognized her right away.
However, I nodded and I sat back against the seat. The long-haired bimbo walked over to us. I waited patiently and quietly, trying to make sure she wasn't starting anything.
"AJ, what do you want this time?"
She giggled, "I wanted to talk to you about tonight. You know how you have that match against Dolph Ziggler tonight? Well there's kind of a change in plans."
Phil sighed and leaned against the vehicle. "What kind of change in plans?"
"Well," she started. She paused and saw me sitting inside the limo. "Oh, I didn't realize you brought your girlfriend with you. Let's just finish this conversation later."
She turned to walk away when he grabbed her arm and spun her back. "Just tell me what the change in plans is AJ. I really don't have time to play hide-and-seek later."
She sighed and pulled her wrist away. "Okay fine. Just don't manhandle me. For God's sakes Phillip you have a new girlfriend. You don't want her to think anything is still going on between us." She giggled. I rolled my eyes. "But anyway as I was saying, the main change, is that there is no match."
"You've got to be fucking kidding me. Then what the hell am I going to do tonight? Hang out backstage and make a small appearance?"
She shrugged. "I think they're planning more cutscenes. I just thought I would let you know before you run into Vince. But I'll see you later Punk." She flipped her hair and turned away.
Since I found out that AJ Lee was with my current boyfriend, I wanted nothing to do with her. And the fact that she brought it up in front of me, was a little more than insulting.
He peeked into the limo from the side. "Are you ready to go in now?"
I looked through him.
"Is everything okay?"
"I really don't like her."
He sighed. "I don't either. But unfortunately I'm stuck working with her right now." He held out his hand to me, and I took it. I climbed out and stood there for a second as he pulled me into a hug. "I'm sorry. She's not gonna spoil our night. I promise."
He kissed me on the forehead and I buried my face in his chest for a few seconds before finally pulling away. I'm not sure what it was about AJ Lee that bothered me so much, but I felt like I couldn't control it.
We walked inside, actually more like waddled inside with Phillip's gym bags over our shoulders. I liked helping him carry stuff, but I wasn't strong enough for it...or at least I'm not yet.
I staggered behind him until we came to a small room down a long hallway with his name on it. I entered after him. Inside, there was a small couch, a mini fridge, and an end table. I set the bags down on the floor and I laid down on the couch, obviously exhausted.
"You can't seriously be tired Jess. I carry both those bags when you're not here." He took off his shirt and threw it at me. I smiled as I grabbed it off my face and threw it back at him.
"Yes Phil, I am tired. YOU didn't let me sleep last night." But that's okay, because sex with you is so much better than sleep any day. I felt myself blush.
"I'm pretty sure that you didn't mind it either Jessica Marie."
I rolled my eyes and got up off the couch. He was leaning over, digging through the bag he carried in, and pulling out his attire. I stood behind him and rested my hand on his lower back. "So, when are we getting food? I'm getting hungry."
After finishing his search for the rest of his wrestling wardrobe, he stood up, throwing his gatherings onto the end of the couch. "Well, would you rather see me undress first and eat later, or eat now, then see me undress?" His charming smile was always sexy and devious.
"Well," I said, pretending to think hard, "if I see you undress, then I might lose my appetite."
"Oh that's harsh," he laughed. He turned back and started shoving everything that had fallen out of his bag, back into it.
"Wait! You didn't let me finish!" We were both laughing; he turned back to face me. I walked up to him and wrapped my arms around his neck. He wrapped his arms around me, waiting for my response. "If I see you undress first, I will lose my appetite for food; but I'll gain a hunger for something completely different."
I'm sure my face was redder than a strawberry, but I didn't care. I could be myself around Phillip Brooks, and I wasn't even embarrassed.
He leaned in and kissed me hard. I loved the taste of his kisses, and I wish they would never end. We both pulled away a little breathless. "How about we go get some food and we save a little bit of this," he pointed between us, "for later."
I nodded. He grabbed my hand and we headed out towards the small buffet area.
I wasn't introduced to any superstars tonight. I wanted to meet a bunch more like I did at last week's show, but no one was really out and about tonight. It was a little depressing here.
It was almost time for Phillip's cutscene's and whatnot. I guess he was still having a match tonight, but we had no idea who it was going to be against. There were a lot of changes going on tonight, and apparently no one had any idea what was going on.
We walked out of the small room he'd been using tonight, and we headed down the hallway a ways. There was a much larger room off to the left that we walked into. There were quite a few stars in here. We were greeted with "Hey Punk," and "Hey Punk's New Girlfriend," when we entered. I waved shyly to a lot of them. I recognized the bigger names, like John Cena, Randy Orton, Mark Henry, Big Show...there were a lot of superstars in here!
Phil still held my hand and walked me over to a small table near the back of the room. I took a seat, and he took a seat next to me. A tall, extremely pale guy, with red hair, was also sitting at this table. Everyone was staring at the large television. It was obvious they were watching tonight's show. 2 women were wrestling out in the ring right now.
"Jess, I'm leaving you in here with the TV. Is that okay?"
I looked over at Phil and he was staring at me intently. "Yeah, why would that be a problem?" Then I heard her laugh and I glanced in her general direction. "Um-"
"Don't worry, she's leaving. We have a storyline together right now, so she won't be bothering you. I promise."
I continued to glance over at her. She was laughing with a group of gorgeous looking divas. Finally he grabbed my chin and made me look at him.
"Jess are you sure you're okay with sitting in here with everyone?"
I nodded. After another minute he leaned over, kissed me on the cheek and walked off. I watched him walk out the door, followed by that girl. She didn't even look at me...thank God.
I sighed.
"Not a lot of people like her, so don't fret about that." The tall red-haired guy had a very strong Irish accent. I looked at him and half-smiled.
"I'm not sure if I hate her because she has a history with Phillip, or if I'm jealous."
He shook his head. "Tis not jealousy. No one could be jealous of her." He chuckled and immediately I felt a little better. To know others are irritated by her, made me feel a LOT better.
"I'm Jess," I said nonchalantly.
"Nice to meet ya Jess. I'm Stephen Farrelly, or I go by Sheamus. Whichever you'd prefer to call me." I shook his hand from across the table.
"This is kind of a weird question, but do all you guys hang out in a room like this at every event?"
He nodded. "They have these lounges set up at every arena for us. Our small rooms don't have televisions."
I nodded and we both went back to watching the show. I became a little irritated and aggressive when I saw what my boyfriends acts were. He was playing AJ's boy toy, and she was worried about him doing this match that he didn't even know about, and then they kissed, held hands and walked towards the ring on camera. I know it doesn't mean anything, but I can't help but be pissed off about that.
A Few Hours Later
Phillip returned back to the "lounge" (as Stephen told me it was called), after I watched him kick this guy's ass. His name was...Big E-something. He walked over and kissed me on the cheek right away.
He could tell I was upset. "Hey, come with me." He held out his hand, and I took it like I always did.
We walked slowly back to his room, and I could hear her laughter coming from another room. It was definitely something that stuck out to me.
He shut the door behind us and we both took a seat on the couch. "Okay Jess, talk now."
I sighed. "I just can't stand her."
"Well, what can't you stand about her?"
"I don't like her being around...you."
He sighed and folded his arms. "Well, there's nothing I can do about that just yet. As long as we're both here for now, we have a storyline together. It won't go on forever, but for now it's gonna. You have to deal with that one. What else about her bothers you?"
"I don't know," I pouted.
He chuckled. "I think you do. Why are you so judgemental against her right now?"
"Do you still like her?" I blurted.
"God no! Jess, come on! She's not even half as pretty as you are." He tilted my chin towards him and smiled. "Are you jealous?"
"Maybe…."
"Don't be. You know I love you." He leaned in and kissed my forehead. "Please stop being mad. I promise there's nothing going on between the two of us, and nothing ever will again." He grabbed my hands and held him tightly. "Tell me you trust me."
I hesitated but I had no choice but to nod. Of course I trusted him. It was that AJ bitch that I didn't trust whatsoever.
"Good. Then tomorrow I promise to make up for what you had to witness in my acting tonight. How's that sound?"
I smiled bashfully. "Well, why not tonight?"
He sighed. "well, today's Friday, which means I'm not coming back to the hotel right away. I have a company meeting to go to."
"Isn't that what you had last week?"
He nodded. "Unfortunately. But it's required. I can't just skip otherwise it's gonna cost me my job." He chuckled. Part of me wasn't sure if he was kidding or not. I just smiled with him.
