This was a tough chapter too write but I'm pretty happy with how it came out. As always enjoy&review!

Love - A

Kylie woke up with her head up against Phil's bare chest. She smiled instantly and lay there – taking it all in. After a good five minutes, she sat up and rubbed her eyes with her balled up fists. She looked at the blinking red numbers on the alarm clock. 9:45 am. She yawned as quietly as she could before pulling the thick blankets off her legs and stepping out of bed.

Sliding the curtains over a little bit she looked outside. Snow was only lightly falling but the ground was fully covered.

She stepped into the bathroom, shutting the door before she turned on the light assuring Phil would stay sound to sleep. She checked herself in the mirror. She was obviously a violent sleeper by the sight of her messy hair. She ran her fingers thru the thin layers but ultimately decided to pull it up into a pony tail first. A few strands refused to stay tucked behind her ear and hung down in her face.

Kylie made the choice to also not wear any makeup. Her face was clear and blemish free, and she was way too tired to go the extra mile.

She turned off the light and opened the bath room door, reentering the bedroom. She found her bags that they moved over to Phil's room last night and she double checked to make sure she had everything. At the same time, she also pulled out a pair of dark skinny jeans to pair with the plain white t-shirt she was already wearing. Seeing that Phil was sleeping, she bravely slid her pajama shorts down her legs and replaced them with the jeans.

Seeing that it was not nearing 10:00 am, she figured it was time to wake Phil. She slid open the curtains all the way – and opened the blinds, exposing just enough light for him to steer in his sleep. A second latter she could hear his yawn, and then see him stretch.

"Good morning princess." She smirked. He smiled at her first thing before scratching at his head and looking around the room. His eyes of course moved back to Kylie when she was no longer looking at him.

She was just in a white V-neck t-shirt and a pair of tight jeans, but to him – she was beautiful.

"I'm already packed." She said turning and looking at him. He stood up out of bed scratching his chest. "I packed last night." He said looking down at their bags. "I'll start putting them in the car after I put some jeans on" he said starting to pull a pair of jeans out of his bag. "And a shirt?" She said looking at his bare top half. He gave her a sarcastic look before heading into the bathroom to change.

Phil looked down at the GPS on his phone. It was estimated that it would only take 20 more minutes to arrive at what Kylie use to call home. He looked at her. She was curled up with her head resting on the window. She was silently sleeping. He smiled, and turned back to the road.

After several stops, along with the nasty weather – the 1 hour drive turned into a 2 hour drive, not that Phil was complaining. Seeing her happy made him feel content. He pulled into the drive way at approximately 12:45 pm. Before waking Kylie up, he gazed at the house her family lived in.

It was a two story newly built house. It came complete with a large fenced in yard and huge front porch. It looked clean and beautiful. Finally unlocking his gaze, he rested a hand on Kylie's upper leg. "We're here." He said deeply.

Kylie immediately woke up. She propped in her seat and smiled shyly. Slowly she stepped out of the car and headed straight to the door. Phil figured that meant he was supposed to go get her bags.

He unloaded her luggage and awkwardly carried them inside.

Once inside he looked around noticing the warm clean feeling the house gave off. It was spacious. It was big, but not too big. Family pictures filled the rooms adding to the homey feeling the house already gave off.

Phil sat the bags down when he realized Kylie was too busy being hugged by her mom tightly in the hallway. He stood there nervously in his long sleeved grey shirt, and slightly baggy jeans. "Hi, I'm Jennifer, you can call me Jen though." Her mom stepped forward to shake his tattooed hand. "Phil." He smiled. "I wasn't expecting you guys to get here so early!" she said looking at Phil then back at Kylie.

"Figured I'd get her to you guys early." He smiled. Kylie batted her eyes at him with a small curve in her lips. "But I better get going…" he said ready to step out of the house. "You're welcome to stay!" Kylie's mother, Jen, said with much enthusiasm. "You had a long drive." She said. Kylie blushed in embarrassment.

"Can't turn down that" Phil smiled that famous CM Punk smile.

Jen smiled, and started walking to the kitchen. "Shawn and your sister went out shopping. They'll be home soon." She called out to Kylie who was walking into the living room, while Phil followed. "You didn't have too..." Kylie whispered. "I wanted to..." he replied quietly.

When they sat down she had begun to feel the way she felt when she was a teenager.

It was only but 5 minutes before her sister and father crashed through the door. They noticed Kylie and Phil immediately and she felt her nerves start to act up once again. "You're here early." Her dad said walking towards them. Phil stood up from the couch right away, holding his hand out. "I'm Shawn." The tall man said meeting his hand with Phil's. "Phil." He said politely.

"We would normally just know you as 'CM Punk' in this house." Shawn chuckled. Phil smiled. "She's a fan." Shawn said moving to the side to reveal Kylie's younger sister standing behind him nervously. "Well, Hi. I'm CM Punk" he smiled wide and offered a hand to the younger girl. She blushed and replied letting him know her name was Katie. If Phil could have guessed her age, he would have guessed she was old enough to be in junior high, but not any older.

Kylie still standing behind Phil finally interrupted. "I'm going to get myself something to drink, do you want anything?" she looked at Phil as she stuck her hands in her pockets. "Just a water I guess." He shrugged. Kylie nodded and left Phil in her living room alone.

When she entered the kitchen her mom was doing dishes. "So what's the story with you guys?" She bluntly said. Kylie opened the fridge avoiding eye contact. "We've become really good friends. He's helped me a lot with wrestling." She said pulling out two bottles of water. Kylie's mother turned and raised her eye brow at her. "That's not what I would have guessed." She said turning her attention back to the dishes in her hand. Kylie ignored her mom's words and looked back into the living room from the kitchen. Her dad had disappeared but Katie sat on the couch across from Phil.

They chatted endlessly. Katie being a young WWE fan just as her sister was. She blushed at how well Phil was handling it.

On the other hand Phil was happy to be in a family atmosphere that he hadn't been in for years. His family life wasn't normal when he was growing up, and now that he was always on the road – it wasn't now either. Sure, he always had a relationship with his sisters but that was almost as far as it went. Being treated so kindly by the family of someone he now cared so much about made him feel good. Made him feel things he hadn't felt before.

When Kylie approached the couch, she sat down trying not to interrupt her sister and Phil's conversations. Katie was telling him how she recorded RAW so that she could watch it again the next day – always. Phil mentioned possibly watching it, and with Katie's excitement she grabbed the remote and turned it on right away.

Kylie couldn't help but smile.

The day went on just fine. There was never a moment of silence or boredom. Phil found himself fitting in rather well at the Peydon house hold. He stayed long enough for dinner, and to talk about why he got into wrestling and other miscellaneous topics. Once the time neared 11:15 pm and the skies were dark- Phil began to get ready to call it a night.

"I really better get going" he said standing up. Though Kylie didn't want the night to end, she nodded standing up right after him. He said goodbye to her family, thanking them for the day, and started to head for the door. Kylie nonchalantly followed him out.

They stood on her front porch under the cloudy dark sky. Thick snow was still covering the ground and the air was still bitter cold. Kylie looked up at Phil who was simply smirking down at her. It was clear neither of them really knew what to say but they found comfort in each other. "Thank you." Kylie finally said. He continued to smile, only until he put his hand in the arch of her back and pulled her closer. His lips pressed against hers into yet another perfect kiss.

She could feel warmth in him. She didn't want him to pull away. She wanted it to last as long as it possibly could, but eventually their lips parted ways. She blushed when he pulled away and she watched him slowly open his eyes again. "I'll pick you up in the morning to head back to Detroit." He said scratching his head, blushing noticeably. She nodded before eventually turning around and heading back inside.

NOTE: I know you guys want to see them discuss there relationship more and what not BUT I promise you'll be pleased with the next chapter ;)