*~Disclaimer~*
The Start own the copyrights to the song "Gorgeous". I don't own – well, sure, why the hell not. I own everybody mentioned in this story. Actually, I'm going to stop being selfish. I mean, how fair would that be if I owned EVERYBODY?? Just Christian is good.
Christian: Okay, I brought my lawyer this time and he says that what you're doing isn't right. That you can't keep me here against my own will. It's not legal!
*Turning to lawyer* It's not against his will; he just keeps coming back and I take him in; kinda like a lost puppy dog!
Lawyer: *Turns to Christian* Well, I'm sorry then. I can't do anything if you keep coming back on your own.
Christian: You're an incredibly mean, nasty-
Cute?
Christian: No, not cute.
No unseen force can deny this -
Why would it even try?
It'll never stop
It'll never go away
Jeff Hardy woke up early the next morning with only one thing on his mind; if Krista wasn't going to tell Matt how she felt, then he'd help her out. He wouldn't go behind her back to tell him of course, just give her a little nudge. The only problem was that he knew firsthand how much Matt loved Amy. "What the hell?" He muttered, pulling a black hooded sweatshirt on over his t-shirt. He pushed back his fading, grayish-brown hair from his face and stuck his tongue out at his reflection before grabbing a room key and heading out. Time to go find his partners in crime for the 'Getting Matt together with Krista' plan. Only, they didn't know it yet and he wasn't quite sure how they were going to react.
About five minutes later, he stood in front of the hotel room, energetically bouncing up and down on alternating feet. He knocked on the door again knowing that the person wasn't going to be pleased. There was the sound of the door being unlocked and Jeff smiled as the person pulled open the door, harder then necessary, Jeff noted.
"Hardy, what the hell do you want? Do you not understand that it's only 9:30 in the morning, on our day off!?" Stephanie McMahon snapped, pushing her hair out of her face with one hand while struggling to tie her bathrobe. She glared at him as he still stood there with a smile on his face. "Well, what do you want Jeff?"
"I just needed to talk to you about something. And to ask for your help." Jeff admitted, trying to ignore the look Triple H was giving him as he stood behind Stephanie. "Hey Paul. How's it going?"
He gave Jeff another look. "Hardy, just tell her what you want and then leave so we can get back to bed and you can get back to whatever it is you do, dye your hair or something."
Jeff swallowed, but tried to remain undaunted by the man twice his size. "Well actually, I kind of needed to talk to Steph alone."
Stephanie turned around and put one hand on Triple H's shoulder. "It'll be okay. You go back inside and I'll be there in a couple of minutes." She watched as he walked back into the room and shut the door so it was only open a little bit. She turned to Jeff. "What's going on?"
"See, I have this friend-"
She cut him off with a wave of her hand. "No." She said simply. "No hooking up, no attempted hooking up, no nothing. I won't have anything to do with your plans after what happened last time."
"Nobody got hurt." Jeff objected in an almost whiny voice. "Please just hear me out; I swear it was nothing to do with me or you really." He noticed she hesitated and took the opportunity to try and convince her. "Let's take a walk and we can talk this over coffee or something."
"Okay." Stephanie agreed reluctantly. "Fine, give me ten minutes and I'll meet you in the downstairs restaurant." She waited to get Jeff's approval and she went back into her room when he nodded his head.
"One down, one to go." Jeff muttered, looking down at the piece of paper with the room listings. He took the elevator one floor up and kept walking until he found the room he was looking for. He thought about it for a minute, but then raised his hand on knocked on the door.
The door swung open and a very miserable looking Adam Copeland was staring back at Jeff. "What in God's name do you want this time?" He muttered, rubbing his eyes.
"Can you meet me at the downstairs restaurant in ten minutes?" Jeff asked, suppressing a laugh at the awed look on Adam's face.
"It's nine in the morning on our only fuckin' day off the whole week and you want to meet for breakfast?" Adam asked incredulously. "You never cease to amaze me Jeff. Honestly."
"Well are you going to or not?" Jeff asked, noting that his hair was back to its normal blonde color. "Because Stephanie's meeting me down there in a little bit too. Your hair looks a lot better by the way." He added, hoping that would somehow get him on Adam's good side this early.
"Don't try to change the subject." Adam snapped. "And did you say Stephanie's going to be there too?" Jeff nodded. "I want absolutely nothing to do with whatever your plan is."
He went to shut the door, but Jeff stopped him. "Please, it could possibly benefit Jay too." I'm getting myself way too deep into this, Jeff thought. He almost took back what he said, but didn't as soon as he saw that was what Adam to agree to do it.
"Fine!" Adam said, angrier with himself for agreeing to this then at Jeff. "I'll be downstairs in fifteen minutes." He shut the door and this time Jeff made no attempt to stop him.
* * *
Krista opened her eyes as soon as she heard the pounding on her door. Well, it wasn't really pounding, but for someone with a headache it was. She looked at the clock and winced. It was only 10:30. She looked into the peephole and sighed when she saw the person standing on the other side. He was about to knock again, she could see it, so she opened the door. "Hey Jay."
He smiled when he saw her. "Hey. I know that it's kind of early for you but I've been up since seven." She looked at him curiously and he went on. "I can't find Adam so I was wondering if you wanted to do something; like go to breakfast or something."
Krista racked her brain for anything else she was doing that day, but came up with nothing. Damn. She noted the happy look on his face and hid her sigh as she smiled, mentally kicking herself for not being able to have some feelings for him. "Sure, sounds good. I'll meet you downstairs in the lobby in half an hour. Okay?"
"Alright, it's a date." He said, waving to her as he turned and headed back to his room.
Krista cringed and rested her head on the doorframe as she watched him walk down the hall. "No, it's not." She said quietly before turning to get ready.
After you're done reading this, check out Shadow's story 'Fire Within'. It's really cool and she's an awesome writer! R&R please! I'm so excited you guys like this story so much!
The Start own the copyrights to the song "Gorgeous". I don't own – well, sure, why the hell not. I own everybody mentioned in this story. Actually, I'm going to stop being selfish. I mean, how fair would that be if I owned EVERYBODY?? Just Christian is good.
Christian: Okay, I brought my lawyer this time and he says that what you're doing isn't right. That you can't keep me here against my own will. It's not legal!
*Turning to lawyer* It's not against his will; he just keeps coming back and I take him in; kinda like a lost puppy dog!
Lawyer: *Turns to Christian* Well, I'm sorry then. I can't do anything if you keep coming back on your own.
Christian: You're an incredibly mean, nasty-
Cute?
Christian: No, not cute.
No unseen force can deny this -
Why would it even try?
It'll never stop
It'll never go away
Jeff Hardy woke up early the next morning with only one thing on his mind; if Krista wasn't going to tell Matt how she felt, then he'd help her out. He wouldn't go behind her back to tell him of course, just give her a little nudge. The only problem was that he knew firsthand how much Matt loved Amy. "What the hell?" He muttered, pulling a black hooded sweatshirt on over his t-shirt. He pushed back his fading, grayish-brown hair from his face and stuck his tongue out at his reflection before grabbing a room key and heading out. Time to go find his partners in crime for the 'Getting Matt together with Krista' plan. Only, they didn't know it yet and he wasn't quite sure how they were going to react.
About five minutes later, he stood in front of the hotel room, energetically bouncing up and down on alternating feet. He knocked on the door again knowing that the person wasn't going to be pleased. There was the sound of the door being unlocked and Jeff smiled as the person pulled open the door, harder then necessary, Jeff noted.
"Hardy, what the hell do you want? Do you not understand that it's only 9:30 in the morning, on our day off!?" Stephanie McMahon snapped, pushing her hair out of her face with one hand while struggling to tie her bathrobe. She glared at him as he still stood there with a smile on his face. "Well, what do you want Jeff?"
"I just needed to talk to you about something. And to ask for your help." Jeff admitted, trying to ignore the look Triple H was giving him as he stood behind Stephanie. "Hey Paul. How's it going?"
He gave Jeff another look. "Hardy, just tell her what you want and then leave so we can get back to bed and you can get back to whatever it is you do, dye your hair or something."
Jeff swallowed, but tried to remain undaunted by the man twice his size. "Well actually, I kind of needed to talk to Steph alone."
Stephanie turned around and put one hand on Triple H's shoulder. "It'll be okay. You go back inside and I'll be there in a couple of minutes." She watched as he walked back into the room and shut the door so it was only open a little bit. She turned to Jeff. "What's going on?"
"See, I have this friend-"
She cut him off with a wave of her hand. "No." She said simply. "No hooking up, no attempted hooking up, no nothing. I won't have anything to do with your plans after what happened last time."
"Nobody got hurt." Jeff objected in an almost whiny voice. "Please just hear me out; I swear it was nothing to do with me or you really." He noticed she hesitated and took the opportunity to try and convince her. "Let's take a walk and we can talk this over coffee or something."
"Okay." Stephanie agreed reluctantly. "Fine, give me ten minutes and I'll meet you in the downstairs restaurant." She waited to get Jeff's approval and she went back into her room when he nodded his head.
"One down, one to go." Jeff muttered, looking down at the piece of paper with the room listings. He took the elevator one floor up and kept walking until he found the room he was looking for. He thought about it for a minute, but then raised his hand on knocked on the door.
The door swung open and a very miserable looking Adam Copeland was staring back at Jeff. "What in God's name do you want this time?" He muttered, rubbing his eyes.
"Can you meet me at the downstairs restaurant in ten minutes?" Jeff asked, suppressing a laugh at the awed look on Adam's face.
"It's nine in the morning on our only fuckin' day off the whole week and you want to meet for breakfast?" Adam asked incredulously. "You never cease to amaze me Jeff. Honestly."
"Well are you going to or not?" Jeff asked, noting that his hair was back to its normal blonde color. "Because Stephanie's meeting me down there in a little bit too. Your hair looks a lot better by the way." He added, hoping that would somehow get him on Adam's good side this early.
"Don't try to change the subject." Adam snapped. "And did you say Stephanie's going to be there too?" Jeff nodded. "I want absolutely nothing to do with whatever your plan is."
He went to shut the door, but Jeff stopped him. "Please, it could possibly benefit Jay too." I'm getting myself way too deep into this, Jeff thought. He almost took back what he said, but didn't as soon as he saw that was what Adam to agree to do it.
"Fine!" Adam said, angrier with himself for agreeing to this then at Jeff. "I'll be downstairs in fifteen minutes." He shut the door and this time Jeff made no attempt to stop him.
* * *
Krista opened her eyes as soon as she heard the pounding on her door. Well, it wasn't really pounding, but for someone with a headache it was. She looked at the clock and winced. It was only 10:30. She looked into the peephole and sighed when she saw the person standing on the other side. He was about to knock again, she could see it, so she opened the door. "Hey Jay."
He smiled when he saw her. "Hey. I know that it's kind of early for you but I've been up since seven." She looked at him curiously and he went on. "I can't find Adam so I was wondering if you wanted to do something; like go to breakfast or something."
Krista racked her brain for anything else she was doing that day, but came up with nothing. Damn. She noted the happy look on his face and hid her sigh as she smiled, mentally kicking herself for not being able to have some feelings for him. "Sure, sounds good. I'll meet you downstairs in the lobby in half an hour. Okay?"
"Alright, it's a date." He said, waving to her as he turned and headed back to his room.
Krista cringed and rested her head on the doorframe as she watched him walk down the hall. "No, it's not." She said quietly before turning to get ready.
After you're done reading this, check out Shadow's story 'Fire Within'. It's really cool and she's an awesome writer! R&R please! I'm so excited you guys like this story so much!