Me: Just to let everyone know, the songs that are used in this chapter are: Until the Day I Die by Story of the Year, Unfaithful by Rihanna and Into the Night by Nickelback

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Until the day I die
I'll spill my heart for you
Until the day I die
I'll spill my heart

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Well, Haylie and the crew managed to get to the next hotel safetly….and alive as Mike would love to put it as every second, and Haylie was currently in the bathroom getting ready for another night out with Bryan, but what made her stop straightening her hair was what Mike was saying to Alex just on the other side of the door.

"Alex, do you ever think that Haylie could be cheating on me?" Mike asked.

Oh fuck, please don't let him know Haylie thought quickly as she pressed her ear up against the door to hear the conversation.

"No, of course not, even if I knew her since NXT season two, I could automatically tell that she was a keeper to any guy." Alex said.

Wow, why the fuck is he acting like this, maybe he somehow knows and is trying to defend my case somehow Haylie thought as she continued straightening her hair.

Outside the Bathroom

"I know that, it's just cause, she's been out more, and even though she tells me that it's with her friends, I just have a feeling that she would be cheating on me." Mike said.

"Mike, will you just listen to me for once." Alex said, getting the Awesome One to look him straight in his eyes. "Even though I knew Haylie for like a few months, and from what I'd collected is that she a nice girl that wouldn't cheat on anyone for anything, doesn't matter if it's for money, or if it's for some form of love, if she's with a guy that she loves with all of her heart and fucking soul, she wouldn't cheat, you understand?" He asked.

"Yes I understand."

"Wait, more specifically do you believe me that I'm telling the fucking truth about your girlfriend?" Alex asked.

"Yes I believe you."

Let's hope so

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On her way to the theatre, Haylie's head was filled with thoughts about what she'd heard earlier while she was getting ready, would she really be cheating on Mike? When they first met, he'd brought the true happiness out of the Punk Diva, sure she was happy once in a while, but, truly, Mike brought out the real happiness out of her…

…and the song on the radio that brought her back to reality was really ironic for the situation that she was sadly in at the moment.

I don't wanna do this anymore
I don't wanna be the reason why
Everytime I walk out the door
I see him die a little more inside

I don't wanna hurt him anymore
I don't wanna take away his life|
I don't wanna be a murderer

And just to think, Haylie used to like the song Unfaithful, but now, she turned off the radio and just drove in silence. For this, she was wearing a hot pink and black corset tank top, white ripped skinny jeans and knee high black ankle boots. Her blond hair was ruffled a little bit. When she got to the theatre, she got out of the car and met up with Bryan, who was wearing his back converse shoes, blue stone washed jeans and a white plaid shirt—huh, at least it ain't funeral attire for this one.

"At least you ain't wearing funeral attire this time." Haylie said with a little laugh as she met up with the US Champion.

"And what is up with you wearing skinny jeans everywhere you go?" Bryan asked as they entered.

"Hey, skinny jeans are the only type of jeans I own, and I hate the other jeans that they have for women so yeah." Haylie said with a shrug of her shoulders. "So you ended up knowing what the movie marathon that they're playing?"

"I think it's zombie movies." Bryan replied, which made Haylie smile like a little kid on Christmas. "I'm guessing you love zombie movies?" Bryan asked.

"Hell yeah I do." Haylie said. "But there is a certain zombie movie that scares me still." She added.

"Which is?" Bryan asked.

"The Return of the Living Dead." Haylie replied.

"You wanna know the ironic part is?" Bryana asked.

"What?" Haylie asked.

"That's one of the movies that's playing." Bryan said, then Haylie got automatically scared. "Is that movie first?" Haylie asked.

"I think second." Bryan said, and Haylie was still scared. "What's first?" Haylie asked.

"Zombieland."

Haylie automatically calmed down and said, "Sweet," Then had a smile on her face.

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After the zombie movie marathon, the dup left the theatre at around one thirty in the morning and she was still shaking after the movies.

"Thought you'd like these types of movies?" Bryan asked, noticing the Punk Diva's shakes.

"I do—it was just a few that scared the crap out of me, and by the way, sorry for squeezing the hell out of your arm, I think I'd lost the blood flow going through it." Haylie said with an apologetic smile on her face.

"It's alright, just unless you didn't break my arm." Bryan said.

"I don't a five foot three woman would break a guys arm." Haylie said with a roll of her eyes. When they reached Mike's car (how she somehow sneaked out of the hotel parking lot to get here) and asked, "Did you bring your car here?"

"Took a taxi." He replied.

Haylie rolled her eyes again before saying, "You're riding with me obviously." She said as she opened the door for him before going over to the drivers side.

The ride was pretty silent for the whole way to the hotel, the only thing that was making noise was the radio that was playing a song that was Haylie's most favourite song ever;

Like a gift from the heavens, it was easy to tell
It was love from above that could save me from hell
She had fire in her soul it was easy to see
How the devil himself could be pulled out of me

There were drums in the air as she started to dance
Every soul in the room keeping times with her hands

"So, I wanted to tell you something…" Bryan started.

"Yeah, what's up?" Haylie asked.

"Well, um, just forget it." Bryan said as he automatically sort of gave up.

"No, tell me." Haylie said as she pulled up in the parking lot of the hotel.

"Well, I—" He got cut off by a tap on the door, which Haylie jump in her seat, then turned around and saw the person that she didn't really wanted to see, and she probably made a stupid mistake by rolling down the window, and hearing this sentence, "Why are you hanging out with this loser at two in the morning?"

Looks like the truth or truths might be getting leaked one way or another when you're being the center of attention between one of your best guy friends and you're now pissed off boyfriend.

"The hardest thing to do is watching someone you love love someone else."