John sighed as he listened to Jeff rant at him. Nikki left shortly before he came in, so he didn't even have anything to distract himself from it. "So Kelly Kelly came on to you. Worse things have happened."

"That's not the point, John," said Jeff. "Do you have any idea how awkward that was?"

"Yeah, yeah," said John, getting up and grabbing his keys. "Let's go get your stuff."

"You still owe me," said Jeff.

"I'll buy you a drink," said John,

"I don't want a drink," said Jeff, as they left the room and started walking to the elevator.

"Suurrreee," said John, smirking at him. Jeff just rolled his eyes and continued to follow John. He picked up his luggage and started heading to the airport. When he got there he checked in, went through security, and started waiting for his plane, Jeff received a text and smiled when he saw Punk's name. He guessed he couldn't really be mad at Punk for sleeping with Kelly, they weren't any kind of item yet, and it had to be over now. 'I mean, I'm the reason he bailed on Kelly anyways. He left her to come see me. I'm sure it's over now.' Jeff opened the text and was immediately greeted with a shirtless selfie of Punk. "Look at all these scratches on my chest," said Punk.

Jeff smirked and replied with, "Sorry ;)."

"I guess it's fine. I mainly just wanted an excuse to show you my abs," said Punk.

Jeff smiled with a blush before having to head to his plane. 'See, he's definitely into me. Nothing to worry about.' He then sighed once he got to his seat, thinking about Trish. 'I don't even know what to do. I can't keep lying to her, but I don't want to hurt her. She deserves so much better.'

He thought a lot over his time in North Carolina. And for the first few days, spent a lot of time talking with Punk. Jeff was lying on his couch, talking to Punk over the phone about their storyline. "So, it looks like it's gonna be a little more blatant this week, but still not completely in your face I want to fuck you kind of thing," said Punk.

Jeff chuckled. "I dunno, depends on how much of the script you change."

He heard Punk chuckle. "You know me well," said Punk. "So, how'd Trish take it?"

Jeff bit his lip. "Welll-"

"You didn't tell her, did you?" said Punk.

"No," said Jeff, hearing Punk chuckle. "She bought me a watch! A really expensive one. I couldn't tell her that I just cheated on her with a dude."

"Maybe there is a little straight in you after all, Hardy," said Punk.

"There isn't," said Jeff. "I mean, I care about her, a lot. But not in that way."

"I get that," said Punk. "Well, if you were bi, it'd be no big deal, but since you're not, you have to be honest with her."

Jeff sighed. "Yeah." He thought about asking Punk about Kelly, or even about what they were. Before he had the option, Jeff got another call coming in. "Hey, it's her. I have to go."

"Alright, talk to you later," said Punk.

"Yeah, bye," said Jeff. He hung up and then took Trish's call. They talked for a little while and Jeff felt himself feeling guiltier by the minute. Eventually, the guilt led him to the jewelry store and he ended up flying to Raw with a hole in his wallet and diamond necklace in his pocket. Jeff took the necklace out and stared at it on the plane. 'Maybe she'll take the news well if I give her this,' thought Jeff. He sighed and put it away. 'I'm just gonna make things worse, aren't I?' He hadn't told Punk he bought it, or anyone, for that matter. He imagined that conversation wouldn't have gone well, and Punk hadn't asked him about Trish again anyways. There was only one thing Jeff knew for sure right now, he still had a lot of thinking to do.

Jeff walked into the Raw arena and took a deep breath, clutching the necklace in his pocket. He saw Kelly sitting on one of the storage crates and started walking towards her. Jeff really didn't want to deal with her flirting again, but she tended to have the latest news on Punk. News he really wanted to hear right about now. "Hey Kels."

Kelly looked up from her phone and smiled. "Hey."

"How are things with Punk?" said Jeff, leaning against the wall, beside her.

Kelly sighed. "Well he's back together with AJ."

Jeff could have sworn his heart skipped a beat. "You're kidding?"

"I wish I was," said Kelly. "I feel so stupid. He's always like this."

"Is he?" said Jeff, trying to keep his voice steady. He felt his heart racing and tears welling up on the rims of his eyes.

"Yeah," said Kelly. "He just, dates a lot. But whatever. I can do better anyways."

Jeff gave her a soft smile. "That's the spirit."

"I'm sorry," said Kelly. "About, what happened in the hotel room. I was kinda tipsy, and over the line."

"Don't worry about it," said Jeff. "You were hurting. No harm no foul."

Kelly smiled at him and then got up as Trish started walking over. "Thanks. I'll see you later."

Jeff waved bye and then looked at Trish. "Hey."

"Hey," said Trish, giving him a kiss. "Kelly up to her usual antics?"

"A bit," said Jeff.

"Well, I can't blame her, you're pretty irresistible," said Trish, wrapping her arms over his shoulders.

"Not upset by it?" said Jeff.

"No, I trust you," said Trish, smiling at him.

'Maybe too much,' thought Jeff. He gave her a small smile back before sighing. "Look, Trish, I wanted to talk to you about something."

"What is it?" said Trish, taking her arms down.

Jeff looked into her eyes and thought about what Kelly said about Punk. "I just… I really like you. And I got you something."

Trish covered her mouth with her hands when Jeff took out the necklace. "Oh my god it's beautiful!"

Jeff smirked and did a finger twirl, signaling for her to turn around. Trish bit her lip and did so, feeling Jeff pull the necklace on her and clasp it. She looked down at the diamonds and then turned around to kiss Jeff. "You're the best boyfriend ever!"

Jeff chuckled as she hugged him tightly. "Something like that. I've gotta go get ready."

"Ok," said Trish, giving him a few more kisses before practically skipping off to go tell all of her girl friends.

Jeff smiled at her before sighing and walking to the locker room. He pushed any thought of Punk out of his mind for the moment. He'd never be able to do the show tonight if he let his emotions get the best of him. 'I'll deal with it after,' thought Jeff. 'Just focus on the show.'

He walked into the room and immediately started to change. He didn't get here early and changing with all of the other guys just felt weird these days. Jeff just wanted to get in and out as soon as possible. He couldn't help but peek in the mirrors to see if Punk was somewhere in the flood of people, but there was no sign of him. Jeff left the room and looked down at his phone buzzing. It was a text from Punk. "Yo! Meet me at catering. I got ideas." Jeff couldn't help but smile but then shook it off. 'Focus on the show,' thought Jeff. 'Focus. On. The show.'

He saw Punk sitting at one of the tables in catering and sat in front of him. "Hey."

Punk smiled. "Hey. So, I was thinking…"

Jeff rested his head on his hand and smiled as Punk went on about his ideas for the show. He couldn't help but keep falling for him, there was just something so charming about Punk. Jeff gave him the approval for everything and they went off to film their backstage segment. It started as Jeff walking to go to his match, but Punk quickly attacked him. He repeatedly slammed Jeff against the wall before pulling his head up by his hair. Punk chuckled and got nose to nose with him. "Oh, I'm sorry, did that hurt?" He slammed Jeff's head against the wall again and then cupped Jeff's cheeks in his hands. "Wouldn't want to ruin that pretty little face, huh?" Punk ran his thumb over Jeff's lips before Jeff started to try to pull away. He slammed Jeff's head one more time before walking away.

"Perfect!" said the camera man, as Punk walked back over. He gave Jeff a hand up and helped him brush off. "You alright?"

"Yep, thanks for blocking my head," said Jeff, rubbing his neck.

"No problem, but you may need to apologize to my knuckles," said Punk, holding out his hand.

Jeff smirked at the red marks across Punk's hand. "I'm sorry Phil's knuckles."

Punk looked around at the people clearing out, making sure no one was watching, and quickly pecked Jeff's lips before walking away. "Later Hardy!"

Jeff stared after him, mouth slightly agape. 'What the fuck?' thought Jeff. 'What the fuck is even happening right now?' Jeff ran his hands through his hair before squealing softly in frustration and quickly walking away. When he was looking for a storage closet just to think in private he bumped into someone and felt them grab his elbow. "Hey! Wait up!"

Jeff turned around and saw Christian holding his arm. "What's wrong?" asked Christian.

"I… I don't know," said Jeff, feeling tears building up.

"Come 'ere," said Christian, keeping a hold of his arm and leading him to a quiet hallway. "Here, what's wrong? Is it Trish?"

"No, we're great," said Jeff, feeling the tears start rolling down his cheeks.

"Great as in, still together great?" said Christian, and Jeff nodded. "Ok, so I'm assuming that's part of the problem."

"It's just, Punk," said Jeff, wiping his eyes.

"Jeff if this storyline's too hard on you you can tell Vince, he'll understand," said Christian. "It hasn't gone too far yet that it can't be undone."

"It's not that," said Jeff. "I just don't get him."

Christian grabbed Jeff's hand and gave it a gentle squeeze. "Did he hurt you?"

"He's dating AJ again," said Jeff. "But, he just kissed me, and, I don't know what he wants from me-"

Christian pulled him in and gave him a hug, letting Jeff cry on his shoulder. "I'm so sorry Jeff, I shouldn't have told you to just go for it like that, I knew what kind of guy he was."

"I would've done it anyways," said Jeff, pulling away and wiping his eyes again. "And Trish bought me this nice watch, so I had to get her a necklace."

"Feel guilty?" said Christian.

"Extremely," said Jeff. "And Kelly flirted with me but now she's being nice and that's weird, and me and John hardly talk anymore-"

"Just take a second, and breathe," said Christian, as Jeff choked back a sob. "You've got a lot on your plate right now, and you're stressed, and that's ok. Completely understandable given the situation. Just calm down, it'll all be fine."

"But what if it won't be fine," said Jeff. "I'm losing my mind because of this shit."

"It will," said Christian. "I promise, and I never break a promise."

Jeff gave him a small smile and wiped more tears away.

"Look, you don't have anything else to do here tonight, why don't you just go to the hotel early," said Christian. "I'll cover for you."

"Thank you," said Jeff, hugging him before walking away.

"I'll bring your stuff to the parking lot, meet me by my car," said Christian, before going to the locker room. He walked in and saw Punk taping up his wrists. Christian gave him a friendly nod before grabbing Jeff's stuff.

Punk furrowed his brows. "Is Jeff ok?"

"Yeah he's just, feeling a little sick," said Christian.

"Oh," said Punk, biting his lip. "I didn't hurt him, did I?"

'Well, actually, yeah,' thought Christian. "No, no, just not feeling great."

"Alright," said Punk. "Tell him to keep me posted."

"Will do," said Christian, leaving with Jeff's stuff. 'Boy am I glad Jeff didn't come get his stuff instead,' thought Christian, before heading to the parking garage. He walked over to Jeff and handed him his bag. "Here you are."

"Thank you," said Jeff.

"Only Punk asked about it, and I told him you were feeling sick," said Christian. "He said keep him posted."

Jeff nodded. "Thank you, really."

"That's what friends are for," said Christian, wiping a stray tear off of Jeff's chin.

Jeff smiled and started walking towards his car. "Goodbye!"

"Bye!" said Christian. "Keep me posted, more so than the other guy!" He heard Jeff laugh and walked back into the building.

Jeff texted Trish that he wasn't feeling well and went straight to his hotel room. He laid down on his bed and stared up at the ceiling, letting out a deep breath. "So let's see," said Jeff. "I cheated on my girlfriend, who I'm really not even in to, I have no idea if Punk wants to be with me or not, I had a breakdown at work, and now I'm talking to myself. Yep, this is great." He ran a hand over his face with a groan and tried to get some sleep. Jeff was able to get a few hours of shut eye before someone started knocking at his door. "Coming," grumbled Jeff, slowly pulling himself out of bed. He rubbed his eyes and opened the door, feeling himself almost jump when he saw who it was. "Oh, hey Phil."

"Hey, can I come in?" said Punk.

"Yeah," said Jeff, moving out of the doorway.

"I asked the front desk for your room number," said Punk. "I wanted to make sure you were alright."

Jeff sat on the couch and gave him a small smile. "Yeah, I'm fine. I've just been feeling a little sick all day. Probably just a hangover."

"For sure not from the whole banging your head thing?" said Punk. "Because I really tried to take most of the impact for you."

"For sure," said Jeff. "And thanks for that. How is your hand?"

"Oh, you know, bruised," said Punk, looking at his knuckles. "Nothing an ice pack can't fix."

Jeff smiled and looked down at his hands. He wanted to ask Punk about AJ, and about what they were, but he couldn't bring himself to actually say it.

"So, you feeling better?" said Punk.

"Yeah," said Jeff.

"How better?" said Punk.

Jeff got a small smirk. "I've still got a headache."

"Well, I may not be a doctor," said Punk. "But I think a nice, long, cuddle session will fix that right up."

Jeff smiled and Punk scooped him up bridal style and carried him to the bed. He pulled his shirt off and turned off the lights before climbing under the covers and holding Jeff against his chest. Jeff sighed happily and nuzzled his face into the crook of Punk's neck. "This is nice."

"Helping?" said Punk.

"A lot," said Jeff, and Punk chuckled.

"I'm glad," said Punk. "Cause I'm really comfortable, and kinda intend on staying the night, sooo."

Jeff laughed. "I guess that's fine."

Punk gently kissed Jeff's lips for a few seconds before resting his head next to Jeff's. "Goodnight angel."

Jeff felt butterflies swarming in his stomach as his face beamed in a smile. "Goodnight."

AN: Hey guys! Thanks for reading! I hope you liked this chapter! Please leave a review!