Out of Control
Chapter 21
Disclaimer: I only own London. None of this ever happened. You get the point. It's all fiction and in good fun.
London and Wade were at the airport. The were flying to Minnesota to meet up with the other Superstars and Divas for Monday Night Raw.
"I'm so sad that our trip is over," she said, with a pout on her makeup free face, as the pair sat in the waiting area. They still had some time to wait for their flight to board…at least another ten or so minutes. London had a black Hurley trucker hat on, hiding her face. The last thing that they needed was anyone to recognize that London Callaway and Wade Barrett were together. The dirt sheets would be all over that. And if anyone else found out about it, they would be in huge trouble. So, they opted to lay low. Wade had a hooded sweatshirt on, his hood up and his hands jammed inside of the front middle pocket.
"We're going to figure something out. We'll make time for each other, London. We can make this work. I promise you that I will do whatever it is that I have to so that we can be with each other," he confidently assured her, taking a hand out of his pocket and resting it on her thigh.
She placed her hand on top of his. "You swear?" London whispered.
"I swear, love," he replied, giving her a small smile.
"Good because when we get back, I'm gonna need you with me, more than ever," she said.
"Oh? And why is that?"
"My father's coming back. John is…well…he's in your angry faction…I'm gonna need someone, Wade…someone to hug me and promise me over and over again that everything's gonna be okay."
"Well, I'm not going anywhere, darling," he assured her. "I love you, and I'm not going to leave you."
A smile crept onto her lips. "I love you," she whispered. Wade smiled. "So, you know, we really never did discuss what's going to happen when we're back on the road again," she pointed out.
"Well, I mean, obviously we're going to have to pretend that we still don't get along with each other," he replied. "But we'll try to take every opportunity that we can to be together. I'm sure we'll be able to find some time alone."
"Alright. I just don't know how many times I'm gonna have to force myself to pretend that I hate you, but I'm telling you right now, anything I say when we're around everyone else, I don't mean."
"I know, love. And I'm going to have to act like I can't stand you, but just know that I would rather be kissing you, as opposed to constantly being rude and disrespectful to you," Wade told her.
London wrapped her arms around his arm and rested her head against the side of his shoulder. "I'm not looking to going back and being a bitch to you," she groaned.
"To be completely honest with you, I'm not fully dreading it. When you're being all tough and sore at me, it turns me on quite a bit," Wade spoke, his lips dancing against her forehead, as the words escaped him.
"Oh? Is that so?" London asked with a smirk.
"Absolutely, Lon. You're completely smoldering when you're getting all fired up," he admitted.
The Deadman's daughter let out a laugh. "So, while I'm being a complete and utter bitch to you, you're thinking about wanting to bang the shit out of me?" she questioned.
"Um…pretty much, yes," he replied with a nod and a smirk. He pressed his lips against her head. "What can I say? I'm just human, and you're even sexier when you're stark raving mad."
She giggled. "You're such a hornball," she teased.
"When I've got you looking incredible in your little ring outfits…what do you honestly expect?" he replied with a laugh of his own.
"I knew it! You've been checking me out!" she cried, before immediately sinking down in her seat, trying to hide her face, as she regretted being so loud, when they were trying to be discreet.
"Loud much?" he retorted, smugly. She gave him a sheepish smile. "But yes, I have been checking you out for quite some time. I'm a man…with a penis. What do you expect from me, Lon?" he questioned, his voice low. "It's not my fault that the Undertaker had a daughter who just so happen to be beautiful and sweet and sexy and smart and funny and fun and perfect. So, if this is anyone's fault, I would blame your parents for having a daughter that I'm completely powerless against when it came to falling in love with her."
"Aw, Wade. You can be such an arrogant prick, but you've had these moments where you're just completely adorable," she said.
"I'm not sure how to react to that. You said I'm adorable…after calling me a prick," he spoke, his brow furrowed.
"An arrogant prick," she corrected.
"Even better…"
"Just smile and enjoy it," she quickly followed up.
"Yeah. Yeah." He pulled her closer to his body, planting yet another kiss to London's head.
London had to resist crying when the plane landed. She didn't want to not spend all of her time with Wade. She definitely didn't want to have to pretend that there was nothing but hostility between the two. All that she wanted was to be able to kiss the man that she loved in front of everyone and for it to not be a problem.
They had agreed that London would be getting off of the plane before Wade did, and he was going to wait a couple of moments before he got off of the plane. She held onto her bags. Wade stood up next to her.
"We'll just text message each other, and we'll figure it out, baby," Wade whispered, trying to make her feel better. It absolutely tore him apart that she looked ready to burst into tears.
She nodded solemnly. "Okay."
He used his forefinger to pick her chin up. Their eyes met and locked. "I love you so much, London. Everything will be absolutely fine," he assured her. "We're going to make this work."
"I know. I just…I'm gonna miss us always being together and not having to sneak around."
"I understand that, love. I'm not looking forward to not being with you all of the time anymore."
"Alright. Well…I guess I'll see you soon…as an enemy…again," London spoke, her heart heavy. "I love you."
"I love you, too, darling." Wade leaned in, giving her a final kiss on the lips, before London finally left the plane.
As she stepped into the airport, her eyes immediately came to rest on Randy waiting for her. Taking a deep breath, London plastered a smile on her face. She made her way over to her friend. He was smiling.
"Hey Ran!" she greeted, faking enthusiasm.
"Hi Lon," he greeted. "How was your time off?"
The genuine smile finally appeared on her lips, as she remembered her little vacation. "It was the best time of my life," she honestly answered. "It was so relaxing. I had such a great time."
"That's good to hear. You deserved it. You haven't missed to much in the locker room," he told her.
"Hey London!" John's enthusiastic voice greeted. She turned to face her good friend, surprised to hear his voice.
"Oh my God! John! What are you doing here?" she asked, as he pulled her into a tight hug.
"We're picking up our fearless leader. I guess you two were lucky enough to be on the same flight, huh?"
They pulled apart. London rolled her eyes. "I saw him…but I pretended not to," she replied. "I wanted my time to remain pleasant."
John laughed. "So, what'd you do?" he asked.
"I just hung around and relaxed. I was hanging out by my pool, enjoying the weather. It was nice to be home and just being lazy."
"That sounds like fun."
She nodded.
"Cena. What a surprise. Since when were you supposed to be fraternizing with the enemy?" Wade's voice spoke.
London took a deep breath. It took all the self control she could muster up to not turn around, jump into his arms and kiss him. "Well, if it isn't the one person on this earth who I was happy to be away from," she quipped.
The leader of the Nexus laughed bitterly. "Oh, don't be coy. You know you missed seeing me," he arrogantly shot back.
"Oh yes. How transparent I must be," she spoke, sarcastically with zero enthusiasm in her voice. "What gave it away, Wade?"
"Oooh. You got burned," John teased.
Wade sent a glare in his direction. "Watch it, Cena," he snapped.
"Can we go, Ran? His crooked nose is making me nauseous," she said, turning around to Randy.
"Sure, Lon," he replied.
"I'll see you soon, John," London said, giving her friend a hug.
"I hope so," he replied, reciprocating the hug.
"Not if I can help it," Wade shot.
"Blow me, douche bag," she spat.
"You wish, tart."
London's head snapped in his direction. "Excuse me?" she asked, dropping her bags and taking a step closer in his direction. Randy's hand rested on her shoulder, pulling her back, trying to avoiding the building tension and subsequent confrontation…and possible physical altercation that seemed ready to break out.
"London, just let it go. He's trying to get under your skin. Don't let him," he tried to bring her back.
"Orton, you should really let her fight her own battles," Wade spoke.
"Come on, London. Let's just go," Randy encouraged, standing in front of her, blocking her view of Wade.
She took a deep breath. "Okay," she agreed. She bent down to pick up her bags, but Randy swooped in and picked them up before she could.
"Bye John," she said with a small wade. "Barrett, as always, go fuck yourself." With that, she turned on her heels and followed Randy towards the airport's exit. "Thank you," she said to him.
"For?"
"For holding my bags and preventing me from getting arrested for beating the shit out of Wade in the middle of a busy airport," she replied.
He smirked. "Of course, Lon. Don't even mention it. I've always got your back," he told her.
"Thanks."
London was already missing Wade. She was using all the strength she could, in order to stay away from him. But she was having a hard time with the struggle. She missed him so much. All that she wanted was for Wade to walk over to her and hold her. She just wanted to feel his arms around her.
"So…did you have fun?" Randy asked, as the two were getting settled in the hotel room they were sharing.
"Yup," London simply replied, laying on top of the bed that she had claimed as her own when they first entered the room.
"What'd you do?" he asked, trying to make conversation with her. He was unsure of what it was exactly, but Randy could plainly see something was up with London. She wasn't as talkative as she usually was.
"Ya know…just hung out…relaxed…my father called me, so I spoke to him, too," she said, nonchalantly.
"What? Your father called you? What did he say?" Randy asked, immediately shocked at her casual admission.
She shrugged. "He'll be back next month," she replied.
"Really?"
"Yeah. February twenty-first is the big day. And I told him about the whole me becoming a Diva thing. He was pretty pissed, but whatever."
"What's wrong with you?" he questioned.
London furrowed her brow in confusion. "What are you talking about?"
"Ever since you've gotten off of the plane, you've been different. You're quiet. You're not the talkative person you usually are. You're just…you're not you. What happened in Florida, Lon?" he asked, sitting on the edge of her bed.
"Nothing. I guess I'm just tired…"
"As much as you know that I love you, I don't believe you. Something's going on." He paused. "Did you see Wade while you were away?"
Her eyes immediately shot up to him. "No," she harshly replied. "What the hell does he have to do with anything?"
"It was just a question, London. You don't need to get all defensive," Randy replied, innocently.
"I'm sorry…I'm just…" She took a deep breath. "I just have a lot going on in my head right now."
He nodded slowly. "Alright. Listen, I care about you very much. You've quickly become one of my best friend. So, if you decide that you want to talk to me about what's gong on, then, you know I'm gonna be here for you," he told her.
"There's nothing to talk about," she spoke, her eyes avoiding his.
"Alright," he relented, dropping the issue so as to not aggravate her more. He stood up and walked back over to his own bed. London grabbed her cell phone off of the night table. She noticed that she had a text message, which she opened.
'Hey sweetheart. Just wanted to tell you that I love you,' Wade's message read. She allowed a small smile to play on her lips, before she decided to reply to him. That smile on her face did not go unnoticed by Randy.
'I love you, too. I want to see you,' she text him back.
"What's got you smiling now?" the Viper curiously questioned, wanting to know who or what caused the sudden change in her mood.
"Ah…it's nothing," she dismissed. Randy look at her suspiciously, knowing that something had to be going on between London and someone else. And he had the sneaking suspicion that it was Wade Barrett.
London's phone vibrated momentarily. She quickly picked it up. 'Come meet me on the fifth floor…by the ice machine room. No one with the company is on that floor,' he replied to her in his message.
'I'm going right now,' she replied. London stood up from her bed, grabbing her keycard and sliding it into the pocket of her skinny jeans. "I'll be back," she said to Randy. "Call me, if you need me."
"Alright," he agreed without any argument.
London held her phone in her hand, as she left the room. She walked down to the elevators. Pushing the button, she waited for the elevator to arrive. Her heart quickly beat in her chest, while the excitement of being able to see Wade mounted.
When the door finally opened, she stepped in and pushed the button for the fifth floor. When she arrived at her destination, London practically skipped down to the room with the ice maker machine, where Wade was already waiting for her. He pulled her into his arms without even speaking a work and pressed his lips against hers. London wrapped her arms around him. One of his hands slipped into her hair, the other resting on her lower back.
As he pulled back, Wade smiled at her. "I've missed you so much," he spoke, his words sincere.
"I missed you, too," she replied. "I already hate us being apart. Randy is saying that I'm different around him now because I'm not really talkative or whatever," London told him. "But I just don't like us being apart. It's not like I can tell him that."
"I know, love. I don't like it either," he agreed with her. "I want to already tell everyone that I'm in love with you, and that I want to be with you."
She smiled. "Me, too."
"Once your father finds out, things will probably be a lot easier…at least when it comes to everyone else knowing, and us being able to see each other without having to sneak around all the time."
London nodded. "I love you," she whispered. "I wish that I could be in your arms all night tonight."
"That's very mutual, love," he said. "I love you so much."
She smiled. "Everything just feels so right when I'm with you."
"And everything feels wrong when we're apart."
"Mhmm." She rested her head against his chest, breathing in his scent. She loved the way he smelled. He felt like home to her already. "I miss the way it felt when we could just be lazy together and make love…and all of that."
"I miss it, too," he agreed, holding her body against his.
"I have to go back before Randy gets suspicious," London told him.
"Alright, love. Regardless of how hard this is, I want you to know that I love you very, very much," he said.
"I love you, too. And I miss you so much when we're not together," she replied, her eyes locked on his.
"I miss you, too," he reciprocated, before leaning down and giving her a kiss filled with passion and love. She swiped her tongue across his bottom lip, eliciting a moan form him. His grasp on her tightened a bit.
Wade pulled back. "If we keep kissing like this, I'm going to end up ravishing you right here," he warned her.
She smirked. "Oh, I would enjoy that…"
He laughed. "Don't tempt me, love."
London stood on her tiptoes and pressed a kiss to his cheek. "I love you so much, and I'll text you, okay?"
"Alright, Lon." They shared one more kiss, before she finally turned around and left the room, making her way back to the elevators and back up to her room. Her heart ached having to leave Wade. They may have had a very short time in which they managed to fall so deeply in love, but the two were absolutely crazy about each other.
This sneaking around business was killing both Wade and London. They were absolutely miserable having to be apart. She had no interest in doing anything else. All she wanted was to be with him. And the feelings were completely mutual. He just wanted London. Everyone could tell that the usually loud and obnoxiously outspoken leader of the Nexus was dealing with something internally. He wasn't' his usual angry self. He just seemed to be quiet and bummed out.
When everyone finally saw the two together, it was obvious that they were all going to be able to put two and two together. Both London and Wade were bummed and quiet and not their usual confrontational, outspoken selves…all after both having the same period of time off, in the same place. The coincidences couldn't be ignored. If they wanted their relationship to remain a secret, they were going to have to do a much better job at hiding their true feelings and acting like their normal selves.
A/N: Well, the time apart has begun, and their both already not enjoying it one bit. Thanks for all of the reviews on the last chapter :o) You all make me very happy! Hope you enjoyed this one! Love you all! XoXoXoXoXoXo