Chapter Thirty Seven.
"Love is Magic."
"Can I just know why you can't be there with me?"
Paul sighed as he zip down the suitcase. He turned to look at me. "Anastasia, for like the millionth time, I am not a part of the storyline so I am not allowed to be at the meeting. Can you stop now?"
"No. You are the only reason I can wrestle. You deserve to be there with me,"
"What if I don't want to?" He said softly and sat sown on the bed. "Ana, you don't need me there with you. When you are done with the meeting, I will be there to talk with you about it."
I walked to him and sat on his lap. "That's a promise?"
"Of course. I will always be there for you," He wrapped his arms around me to pull me closer and kiss me. "Now, get ready. You don't want to be late to your first meeting with the creative team, trust me."
"Okay," I stood up and leaned down to gave him one more kiss before walking over to my suitcase.
"I will see you later," Paul said as he pulled away and started walking to the locker room down the hall. I took a deep breath and opened the door of the Divas' locker room.
I put my duffle bag down and sat down on one of the chairs. Taking a deep breath, I buried my face on my hands. What am I getting myself into? I always knew that my father's business is not for me, what changed? Everything is still the same. Everything but Paul. Years ago when I told myself that I can't do this, Paul wasn't there to tell me that I can.
I looked at my phone and sighed. The meeting will start soon, I should get going. I got up and left the room.
With yet another deep breath, I opened the door. My eyes traveled around the huge room until they rested on my father, who was looking at some papers on his hands. The table was too long, many people are here, talking while looking at the papers before them. You can hear their voice but you can not make out what they are saying.
"Anastasia, take a seat please." I looked at the owner of the voice and nodded. It was Paul Levesque, my brother-in-law. I sat down at one of the empty chairs and looked down at my hands. I am getting more nervous as time passes. Can't this just end already?
"So,"
In a second, every voice in the room faded. I looked at my dad as he started to speak.
"Here is how it will go down at SummerSlam,"
I walked to the catering and smiled when I saw Paul, whose back was facing me. I walked quietly behind him and hushed Heath so he won't say anything. I covered him eyes and leaned down over his shoulders.
"I can smell your scent from miles, you know." He smirked and took my hands off his eyes then pulled me to his lap. "How was the meeting?"
"Not as bad as I thought,"
"See, I told you." He kissed me softly.
"You guys know that you are sitting in a crowded room, right? You are aware of that?" Heath said, making us pull away and look at him.
"The question is, do we care?" Paul said before kissing me again, this time with more passion.
"You disgust me." Heath hissed at his friend and covered his eyes. I laughed and shook my head at them. He looked at me as if he remembered something.
"Oh right. Ana, what do you think about going out tonight after the show? Many of us will go,"
"I won't mind that at all." I looked at Paul who glared at Heath. "Something's wrong?"
"Your boyfriend didn't want to go out, but now that you are coming he will."
"So will only go out because I am going?"
"Better than spending the night alone," He said quietly as he looked at me.
"More like because you want to keep your eyes on me," I hopped from his lap.
"Come on, it's not like that."
"Actually it is. You feel like that you should always keep an eye on me. Like you have to babysit me," He took his eyes off me and looked around us. Everyone is the catering was staring, I didn't even realize that I raised my voice. He grabbed my hand and pulled me out the catering. Now, he is angry. But so am I.
He pulled me to a dark room and closed the door before turning on the lights. I was about to argue. To fight. But he stole the breath I took. His hands cupped my face and he pushed me against the wall and pinned my body with his. I can feel the heat and the anger from the argument melting in this kiss. He tilted his head as our tongues fought. Loud gasps and moans filled the empty room. My body is weak, I feel like I will fall down on my knees. The things he does to me.
The need of air made us slowly pull away. His hands fell down to my waist and he wrapped them around me and pulled me to his chest.
"Can you blame me for wanting to look after you?" He buried his face in my neck as he whispered. "Every time you go out alone something happens. This is a risk I am not taking. I will look after you. I will keep an eye on you. Hell, I will even babysit you. I don't care, I love you and i do everything possible to make sure nothing happens to you,"
My heart started to beat faster and my knees turned to jelly. I closed my eyes and wrapped my arms around his neck, hugged him so close, like I am afraid he will disappear if I let go of him. There is a weird, unfamiliar feeling I can feel in my body. A feeling I have never felt before.
He placed a small kiss on my neck before pulling his face away enough to look at my eyes. "I am in love with you, Ana. So in love, it's almost scary,"
I stared at him with my eyes wide open. In love? That is what I am feeling too?
"I am in love with you, Paul." And yes, it's almost scary. Terrifying. But I won't give it up for the world.
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