Punk could have gone on forever just sitting there. She tasted so sweet and they fit like the missing piece of a jigsaw puzzle, the temptation to just roll on her on her back and take her mind somewhere else was hard to ignore, but he managed to restrain himself and achingly pull away from her lips.
"As much as I don't want to, we should probably stop before things… go too far." He said, watching her come back to reality and look around her surroundings.
"Yeah." She shook her head, "Sorry… I don't know what came over me." She said. Kissing him almost made her feel like she was on another planet, she couldn't even begin to imagine what he'd make her feel like if they went further.
"It's fine." He laughed quietly, "You're ok staying here yourself? You know… during the night?" He asked curiously.
"Yeah, are you hinting?"
"What?" Punk shook his head quickly, "No, no way… I just, I was going to ask for a favour." Punk said, scratching the back of his neck.
"Ok…" April said, "What's the favour?" She asked suspiciously.
"Well, me and the boys… we're running pretty low on show money, probably will be sleeping in Joe's car tomorrow night, if it isn't too much bother… you wouldn't mind us crashing here." Punk asked, hoping she didn't take this the wrong way.
"Is that why you asked me out on a date?" She raised her eyebrows.
"What? No… no way… it's fine if you don't want to, I can understand." Punk said, waving his hand in acceptation.
"I think I can deal with a bunch of wrestlers for a few nights, plus… it's not like my auntie is going to be home any time soon." She sighed, dropping her head to the ground, feeling Punk tilt her chin and hold her head back up.
"She'll get better." Punk nodded assuring her, "It'll only be for a few nights, we'll all crash down here on the couches, you'll not know we're here…" Punk winked.
The next night…
April was woken up around 2am the next night, the sound of hilarity going on downstairs driving her insane.
"You'll not know we're here, my ass." She sighed, rubbing her eyes and standing up out of bed, getting her hoody and zipping it up, walking downstairs and pressing her ear against the door, listening to them ramble on about stuff that she didn't even understand. She slowly walked in, seeing them gathered on the floor and the couches, all of them quickly shutting up and turning around to her.
"Can you keep it down?" She said, as politely as she could.
"Why don't you join us?" Colt said, patting the seat next to him.
April just smiled at them all, making her way into the living room, sitting down beside Colt and getting a big bear hug from him, drowning in his clone.
She looked across to Punk who was sitting against the wall, giving her the most adorable smile ever, she smiled back and listened to their rather interesting conversations funny enough.
This was what wrestling was, crashing here there and everywhere, endless laughter, friends, maybe girlfriends, pure wrestling. Punk lived for it.
Bryan was the first to fall asleep, Joe straight after, Chris next and then eventually after sitting up with Punk and Colt, April finally nodded her head off, being 6am and not being physically able to keep her eyes open.
"I would take her up to her bed…" Colt said, looking across at April leaning on the couch, her neck crooked and snoring lightly, "But I think you got it covered." He looked across to Punk.
"Shut up." Punk spat to Colt, walking over never the less, picking April up and heading out of the living room, leaving Colt with a bunch of sleeping wrestlers, lazed out on the floor and couches.
He walked upstairs and managed to figure out what room was hers, the ones with the funko action figures beside her bedside, along with a few frames of what he supposed was her family. He lay her in the bed, stripping the hooded sweater off of her, hanging it up on the door and bringing the covers up and over her body.
He crouched down beside her bed, sweeping her hair from her face… she looked like a princess and just watching her tonight, every movement she made was beautiful, she'd won him over him big time and that wasn't easy to do.
He leaned down and pressed a kiss on her forehead, leaving the room and closing the door over, walking back downstairs to find everyone sleeping, including Colt. He managed find a spot on the floor to take the duvets that April had gave them and lay out on them, it surprisingly being comfortable. He could still feel her on his lips from the night before, he didn't know where they stood at this moment in time, but it was headed in the right direction.
The next morning…
April had woke up to a full kitchen and a full cooked breakfast on the table waiting for her, something she definitely wasn't used to, these guys treated her like a queen and she adored it. Bryan and Chris were over by the kettle, helping themselves to coffee, while Colt stood by the fridge, Joe and Punk messing around at the cooker, flipping pancakes. This was definitely something she could get used to.
"Sorry… did we wake you." Punk said, looking over at April sitting down at the kitchen table.
"No." April shook her head, "You know, if you guys can do this every morning for me, I wouldn't even mind letting you stay permanently." She laughed. For a bunch of useless big wrestlers, they sure knew how to make a breakfast.
A few nights later…
The rest of the guys were at a show while Punk stayed at April's house, Gabe hadn't booked him for it, so he didn't find the need to go, he would just wait for April coming home from the hospital and spend the night with her. He didn't mind.
He was sitting on the couch when he heard the door open, smiling to himself he stood up and walked out into the hall, watching April pull her hood down, her body shaking, shoulders jumping up and down, sobs coming from her that couldn't even be heard.
"April?" Punk said, why was she crying? Then he realised where she had just been and where she was coming home from, "April… she hasn't…" Punk shook his head, watching her nod and collapse on top of him, pretty sure she would have hit the ground if he wasn't there to catch her.
Punk just circled his arms around her, jumping slightly himself when he heard her start to really let it out. It killed him so much for her to be so upset, he felt helpless, there was no way he could cheer her up.
He soothed her by rubbing her back in circular notions, whispering reassuring thoughts to her and trying his best to be there for her, the best he possibly could.
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Sorry it's so short this one. Poor AJ, just when it looked like she was having fun. At least she has Punk. Again, thank you for all the REVIEWS so far, you guys are awesome, keep it up.