Disclaimer: I do not own any of the WWE superstars in this story. It is
purely a work of fiction, and the wrestlers used in the making of it own
themselves.
A/N: So here comes another one! I'm really happy in a lot of ways that Aurora finally found happiness in my other story because I've got so many fictions on the go right now and I need to totally get my ass in gear, but the actual story will not be finished until I get a thank you chapter up and loaded. So look out for that soon, so you can all see how much you mean to me. Every story I write tends to get more people into it that I didn't know before, and then they stick with all the new ones. So thank you guys so much for that but you will each have an individual thing where I thank all of you coming soon. Also on an injury update, it seems my neck is not broken, which was what we originally thought because this is the third time I've done this when I'm wrestling. It was pulled like all the other times, and I've got a brace on it now, so all is well, I will live but I have to wear this for awhile and also manage to make myself not so uncomfortable when I write! LOL such is the life of the girl that wants to be the female Jeff Hardy, LOL. So here comes the next installment which I hope you will all like in some ways, but it wont be put to bed just yet, so stay tuned!
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I pulled up in front of the hotel and got out of the car. I knew that I would be taking a huge chance of running into Randy when I walked through the hotel doors, but that no longer fazed me. I knew what my friends thought of me and that feeling was bad enough. Hearing some idiot wrestler's talk about what a good lay I might have been wasn't something I was too concerned with. Walking up the front walkway and into the hotel I scanned the room for anyone of the wrestlers that might be there to cause me some problems. When Randy and Brock weren't in sight, I made my way past the front desk and right to the elevators.
"Well if it isn't the ice princess."
I knew the voice without even turning around. I knew this was bound to happen, and now I realized why Zach had seemed insistent that I meet him somewhere else other then the hotel. He didn't think I would want to handle this shit either.
"Ice princess? Isn't it me that should be calling you a rapist?"
"I didn't lay a hand on you and you know it. It's not my fault when you drink you can't handle yourself."
"No actually you laid two hands on me if you want me to totally get specific with you. I mean you can count cant you? I also don't know where you get off telling me I drank anything when I don't drink."
"Well you drank last night princess."
"Yeah, which I'm sure was helped along with some narcotic you seemed to have stashed for a situation just like that. I remember you were the one that kept walking away to get me my coke every time I wanted one."
That seemed to have gotten to him. I scanned his face and soon realized that he knew he had been caught by me. He had put something into my drink to make me think I was wasted, and I could also bet me entire life that he dumped some of his drink on me to make me seem like I was really wasted beyond recognition. The only thing I couldn't figure out was why.
"Why don't you just admit you had a good time until those goody two shoes friends of yours showed up? I mean I always thought Zach was a little saint but your friend and Brock shocked me. Brock normally is a smart guy and knows when to leave things well enough alone."
"Listen, I've got somewhere I need to be, so do me a huge favor Randy and forget you know me, and that we even talked about doing an interview. I know I will have no issue doing it. You have anything else you want to say, call the school and fight with them, because after last night and learning what an asshole you really are, I'm done. Try your line on some other idiot."
Walking away and getting into the elevator I pushed Zach's floor and waited until the door closed before sighing heavily. I didn't think doing that would be any harder. I still didn't remember what had happened in its entirety last night and now after this fight with Randy over it, I had more of a drive to talk to Zach and see what he could tell me. I just knew that whatever he could tell I was probably going to be something I didn't like.
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By the time I got to Zach's room I was a mess. I had begun to think about what could have happened had my friends not shown up and gotten me out of there, and that thought alone made me cry. Here I was so close to the end of my high school life and moving on to something bigger and better and I couldn't even handle myself on little date with someone a little older? I had to go and make a mess of everything. I just hoped that Zach still wanted to do the interview with me and speak at the school still. Because if he didn't and it was because of something that had happened with me, I wouldn't be able to live it down.
"Come on in Hayley, I've been waiting for you to get here."
I walked into his room slowly and turned to face him. He could tell I was a mess just by looking at me and I knew that he was concerned. I just didn't want to make it seem like I needed him to comfort me. I was here for the interview and the interview only. Then once that was done, he would be on his way to the school to public speaking to them, and then he would be back where he belonged, far away from me.
"Thanks Zach, I'm sorry if I kept you waiting. I had a little fight getting in downstairs."
"Randy?"
"The one and only. So what you do say we get started?"
"Take it away; I'm all ready for you."
Sitting down, I pulled out the tape recorder which I was now bringing with me on my writing assignments to make sure I didn't miss anything that might make the whole interview a little better. Zach saw me pull it out and threw me a weird face.
"Does this bother you?"
"Not at all, it's just you didn't have it last time did you? I mean what makes this time any different?"
"Nothing, but my mind isn't at its best right now and I don't want to forget anything that when this interview goes to print, could make it less then what it should be that's all. But if it bothers you, I can put it away and just use my notes."
"No keep it, and thanks for explaining it to me. So what else did you want to know about Hayley?"
"What's your ultimate goal within the sport?"
"My ultimate goal is to make a difference in somebody's life. There are so many professional athletes who bask in the glow of their fame and wealth but refuse to give back to the people who made them a "star". I think if you're on TV, then you have a responsibility to use your fame for something positive. We are role models, whether we want to be or not, and it's our duty to give back to the community."
"So do you think you've done that thus far in your career Zach?"
"Well if anything, my story got you interested in it didn't it? I mean if you didn't want to be here with me you wouldn't be and someone else would have been here asking these questions. So I made a difference with you didn't I?"
I knew where he was taking this even before he did and although I didn't really want to rehash all of this, I had to admit I didn't mind it at all. I had to be honest with him from now on, and if that meant telling him that I did like him, and he had made a huge impact on my life now, then so be it.
"Yes Zach you have made a difference in what my life was like before, and what it is now, and also my take on the wrestling business. Can we get back to the questions now?"
"Sure, shoot me another one."
"Who in WWE would you like to tag with most?"
"Spanky. I think we would make a tremendous tag team. With his wrestling skill and my boyish good looks and charm, we would be unstoppable!"
"Explain Spanky to me please?"
"His name is Brian Kendrick. He's been an Independent star as long as I have, and he's done really well for himself. He recently got the shit kicked out of him by Brock on television and actually hurt himself. He trained in Shawn Michaels wrestling school before hitting it big on WWE."
"Thank you. I hadn't heard of him before."
"Hayley, before you go on asking me questions, I think there's something we need to talk about."
"What would that be Zach?"
"What happened last night and why it even had to happen in the first place?"
"What do you mean? I went out with Randy to get an interview end of story."
"You could have easily gone out with me to get an interview Hayley, I mean that's the whole reason I'm here talking to you isn't it? You told me you were single, but you weren't interested in dating. Is it just me your not interested in?"
"No Zach, you're the reason I'm not dating and the reason I can't date anyone."
"Say what?"
"Do you realize that ever since the night I saw you on my television at home and then you called me, I liked you?"
"You don't seem to show it very well. I mean I know I have one leg and everything and that might not be the best thing for a girl to deal with, but I think I'm a nice enough man."
"You aren't listening to me. You are sitting there making judgments again because you think that because you have one leg people don't see who you really are. I see how nice a man you are Zach, I've seen it since I picked you up at the airport and we've been talking with one another. I didn't say I didn't want to date you because you had one leg. I don't want to date you because I am going to get myself attached and you are going to be leaving Toronto in a few days and we may never speak again. I do not and I will not get attached and have you break my heart Zach Gowen."
"Okay wait a minute here. Did you just say you liked me? And that the only thing stopping you from hanging with me and going out with me was because I would be leaving town and you don't want me to hurt you?"
"Yes, I believe that's what I said. Now can we please finish this damn interview so I can let you go back to your life and I can get back to mine?"
"Yeah sure, back to the interview."
I looked over at Zach who looked totally lost in a sea of his own thoughts. I would have given anything at that moment to be able to read them, but I couldn't and it was obvious he wasn't going to share them with me. I just had to make it through the rest of these questions and then we could go back to our normal lives. Whatever that was.
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A/N2: So I didn't so much in this chapter, but wait! I did tie up a loose end from the last one, with her and Randy and the whole drinking thing, and look at the end of this chapter and tell me what you see developing. We've got Zach's mind in overdrive and Hayley admitting the only thing stopping her is fear of rejection when the time comes for him to leave, awwww, am I good or am I good? LOL review as always and I will be back later with another installment.
A/N: So here comes another one! I'm really happy in a lot of ways that Aurora finally found happiness in my other story because I've got so many fictions on the go right now and I need to totally get my ass in gear, but the actual story will not be finished until I get a thank you chapter up and loaded. So look out for that soon, so you can all see how much you mean to me. Every story I write tends to get more people into it that I didn't know before, and then they stick with all the new ones. So thank you guys so much for that but you will each have an individual thing where I thank all of you coming soon. Also on an injury update, it seems my neck is not broken, which was what we originally thought because this is the third time I've done this when I'm wrestling. It was pulled like all the other times, and I've got a brace on it now, so all is well, I will live but I have to wear this for awhile and also manage to make myself not so uncomfortable when I write! LOL such is the life of the girl that wants to be the female Jeff Hardy, LOL. So here comes the next installment which I hope you will all like in some ways, but it wont be put to bed just yet, so stay tuned!
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I pulled up in front of the hotel and got out of the car. I knew that I would be taking a huge chance of running into Randy when I walked through the hotel doors, but that no longer fazed me. I knew what my friends thought of me and that feeling was bad enough. Hearing some idiot wrestler's talk about what a good lay I might have been wasn't something I was too concerned with. Walking up the front walkway and into the hotel I scanned the room for anyone of the wrestlers that might be there to cause me some problems. When Randy and Brock weren't in sight, I made my way past the front desk and right to the elevators.
"Well if it isn't the ice princess."
I knew the voice without even turning around. I knew this was bound to happen, and now I realized why Zach had seemed insistent that I meet him somewhere else other then the hotel. He didn't think I would want to handle this shit either.
"Ice princess? Isn't it me that should be calling you a rapist?"
"I didn't lay a hand on you and you know it. It's not my fault when you drink you can't handle yourself."
"No actually you laid two hands on me if you want me to totally get specific with you. I mean you can count cant you? I also don't know where you get off telling me I drank anything when I don't drink."
"Well you drank last night princess."
"Yeah, which I'm sure was helped along with some narcotic you seemed to have stashed for a situation just like that. I remember you were the one that kept walking away to get me my coke every time I wanted one."
That seemed to have gotten to him. I scanned his face and soon realized that he knew he had been caught by me. He had put something into my drink to make me think I was wasted, and I could also bet me entire life that he dumped some of his drink on me to make me seem like I was really wasted beyond recognition. The only thing I couldn't figure out was why.
"Why don't you just admit you had a good time until those goody two shoes friends of yours showed up? I mean I always thought Zach was a little saint but your friend and Brock shocked me. Brock normally is a smart guy and knows when to leave things well enough alone."
"Listen, I've got somewhere I need to be, so do me a huge favor Randy and forget you know me, and that we even talked about doing an interview. I know I will have no issue doing it. You have anything else you want to say, call the school and fight with them, because after last night and learning what an asshole you really are, I'm done. Try your line on some other idiot."
Walking away and getting into the elevator I pushed Zach's floor and waited until the door closed before sighing heavily. I didn't think doing that would be any harder. I still didn't remember what had happened in its entirety last night and now after this fight with Randy over it, I had more of a drive to talk to Zach and see what he could tell me. I just knew that whatever he could tell I was probably going to be something I didn't like.
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By the time I got to Zach's room I was a mess. I had begun to think about what could have happened had my friends not shown up and gotten me out of there, and that thought alone made me cry. Here I was so close to the end of my high school life and moving on to something bigger and better and I couldn't even handle myself on little date with someone a little older? I had to go and make a mess of everything. I just hoped that Zach still wanted to do the interview with me and speak at the school still. Because if he didn't and it was because of something that had happened with me, I wouldn't be able to live it down.
"Come on in Hayley, I've been waiting for you to get here."
I walked into his room slowly and turned to face him. He could tell I was a mess just by looking at me and I knew that he was concerned. I just didn't want to make it seem like I needed him to comfort me. I was here for the interview and the interview only. Then once that was done, he would be on his way to the school to public speaking to them, and then he would be back where he belonged, far away from me.
"Thanks Zach, I'm sorry if I kept you waiting. I had a little fight getting in downstairs."
"Randy?"
"The one and only. So what you do say we get started?"
"Take it away; I'm all ready for you."
Sitting down, I pulled out the tape recorder which I was now bringing with me on my writing assignments to make sure I didn't miss anything that might make the whole interview a little better. Zach saw me pull it out and threw me a weird face.
"Does this bother you?"
"Not at all, it's just you didn't have it last time did you? I mean what makes this time any different?"
"Nothing, but my mind isn't at its best right now and I don't want to forget anything that when this interview goes to print, could make it less then what it should be that's all. But if it bothers you, I can put it away and just use my notes."
"No keep it, and thanks for explaining it to me. So what else did you want to know about Hayley?"
"What's your ultimate goal within the sport?"
"My ultimate goal is to make a difference in somebody's life. There are so many professional athletes who bask in the glow of their fame and wealth but refuse to give back to the people who made them a "star". I think if you're on TV, then you have a responsibility to use your fame for something positive. We are role models, whether we want to be or not, and it's our duty to give back to the community."
"So do you think you've done that thus far in your career Zach?"
"Well if anything, my story got you interested in it didn't it? I mean if you didn't want to be here with me you wouldn't be and someone else would have been here asking these questions. So I made a difference with you didn't I?"
I knew where he was taking this even before he did and although I didn't really want to rehash all of this, I had to admit I didn't mind it at all. I had to be honest with him from now on, and if that meant telling him that I did like him, and he had made a huge impact on my life now, then so be it.
"Yes Zach you have made a difference in what my life was like before, and what it is now, and also my take on the wrestling business. Can we get back to the questions now?"
"Sure, shoot me another one."
"Who in WWE would you like to tag with most?"
"Spanky. I think we would make a tremendous tag team. With his wrestling skill and my boyish good looks and charm, we would be unstoppable!"
"Explain Spanky to me please?"
"His name is Brian Kendrick. He's been an Independent star as long as I have, and he's done really well for himself. He recently got the shit kicked out of him by Brock on television and actually hurt himself. He trained in Shawn Michaels wrestling school before hitting it big on WWE."
"Thank you. I hadn't heard of him before."
"Hayley, before you go on asking me questions, I think there's something we need to talk about."
"What would that be Zach?"
"What happened last night and why it even had to happen in the first place?"
"What do you mean? I went out with Randy to get an interview end of story."
"You could have easily gone out with me to get an interview Hayley, I mean that's the whole reason I'm here talking to you isn't it? You told me you were single, but you weren't interested in dating. Is it just me your not interested in?"
"No Zach, you're the reason I'm not dating and the reason I can't date anyone."
"Say what?"
"Do you realize that ever since the night I saw you on my television at home and then you called me, I liked you?"
"You don't seem to show it very well. I mean I know I have one leg and everything and that might not be the best thing for a girl to deal with, but I think I'm a nice enough man."
"You aren't listening to me. You are sitting there making judgments again because you think that because you have one leg people don't see who you really are. I see how nice a man you are Zach, I've seen it since I picked you up at the airport and we've been talking with one another. I didn't say I didn't want to date you because you had one leg. I don't want to date you because I am going to get myself attached and you are going to be leaving Toronto in a few days and we may never speak again. I do not and I will not get attached and have you break my heart Zach Gowen."
"Okay wait a minute here. Did you just say you liked me? And that the only thing stopping you from hanging with me and going out with me was because I would be leaving town and you don't want me to hurt you?"
"Yes, I believe that's what I said. Now can we please finish this damn interview so I can let you go back to your life and I can get back to mine?"
"Yeah sure, back to the interview."
I looked over at Zach who looked totally lost in a sea of his own thoughts. I would have given anything at that moment to be able to read them, but I couldn't and it was obvious he wasn't going to share them with me. I just had to make it through the rest of these questions and then we could go back to our normal lives. Whatever that was.
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A/N2: So I didn't so much in this chapter, but wait! I did tie up a loose end from the last one, with her and Randy and the whole drinking thing, and look at the end of this chapter and tell me what you see developing. We've got Zach's mind in overdrive and Hayley admitting the only thing stopping her is fear of rejection when the time comes for him to leave, awwww, am I good or am I good? LOL review as always and I will be back later with another installment.