MAJOR WARNING:
This story deals with m/m, f/f relationships and homophobic behaviour. If you don't like it please don't read it. I will not accept flames or any other form of insulting gays just because you were to crude not to read this warning. Thank you and those of you who are still left enjoy my fic! But don't forget to R and R! I don't own any one. (Not a Trish fic btw ^_~) Lot's more of this story to come! Enjoy! ***
Trish squirted the remains of now empty bottle of perfume to her neck, giving her skin a shiny tinge. She picked up her pink glitter cowboy hat and placed it neatly on her head, her long blonde hair hung just below her shoulders. She left the girls locker room and headed down the meandering corridors of the ARCO arena, as she got further away from the safety of her locker room, her heart was beating faster then it ever had before. She was sure she was sweating buckets of nervousness as she cautiously smiled at the people who greeted her along her way. She suddenly froze completely, her hands dropped to her sides and her fingers spread wide. She swallowed hard and blinked away the feeling of dizziness the nervousness had gave her. 'Come on Trish just asked him out! You can do it!' She told herself.
They're in front of her, two, fellow Canadian, tall, long blonde haired men stood leaning against the wall chatting away. The younger one, Christian's eyes widened at what seemed to be at the sight of her then he muttered something under his breath. "So? Dude Just act cool" Edge whipped some hair behind his ear; Christian screwed his nose up in a frown.
"Don't tell me how to act!"
"I will if I want, I'm older! It might only be exactly a month but I'm still older!"
"Hardly older than me.. Oh great here she comes" Christian kind of growled the sentence out, sounding quite angry at her appearance to the night. He frowned, turned then ran off towards their dressing room.
"Christian! Christian, come on! It's not that bad! I don't like..."
"Don't like what?" Trish removed her hat swinging her hair from side to side.
"Oh. Just pie..raspberry pie.."
Edge coughed, clearing a lump in his throat. Trish smiled and looked down the hall where Christian had run off. "Why did he run off like that?"
Edge looked at her funny, 'come think of an excuse!' "Oh! He erm... had to get ready! Yeah that's why he ran off. We're having lads night out."
"Hmmm.so your busy tonight then?"
"yep" Edge watched as she opened her mouth to speak again, "And! I'm busy all week too. We've decided were all going to go out and get what we want all week if you know what I mean" Edge grinned and Trish stared at him blankly, then she gave him a wicked grin.
"Don't you like what you see right now?" Trish seductively spoke, pushing him up against the wall lightly.
"Well yeah, your pretty and a nice girl but... I don't like you any more than that"
Christian pulled his favourite black jumper over his head. It was cold outside and god knows how much Christian hated being cold. The door opened, it never distracted him though as he admired himself wearing the jumper in the mirror. Edge slowly walked in, a sly grin formed on his lips his tongue slightly hanging out his mouth as he stalked Christian's every movement. He grabbed Christian from round the waist, scaring him half to death. He nuzzled his head into the crook of Christian's neck and started kissing him.
"As much as I love you, never do that to me again!" Christian rubbed Edge's forehead.
"She went skits with me. She was coming onto me pretty strong. I blew her off though, said we were having a guy's week out!" Edge laughed at how stupid and lame the excuse had actually sounded. "She bought it though but then I had to tell her I wasn't interested."
"Good. Now I'm sorry for running off like that again but I hate her coming on to you all the time right in front of me!"
"You can hardly blame her, she doesn't know about me and you"
"Edge, are we going to tell any one? Bout us"
" I don't know, it's the reactions of our friends we've got to worry about. I couldn't care less about what the other guys think. Now come on. Lets go find the other two and get out of this arena for a fun night out huh!" Edge kissed Christian on the lips for a brief moment and then they parted, they smiled at each other then left to get their friends to hit the town.
This story deals with m/m, f/f relationships and homophobic behaviour. If you don't like it please don't read it. I will not accept flames or any other form of insulting gays just because you were to crude not to read this warning. Thank you and those of you who are still left enjoy my fic! But don't forget to R and R! I don't own any one. (Not a Trish fic btw ^_~) Lot's more of this story to come! Enjoy! ***
Trish squirted the remains of now empty bottle of perfume to her neck, giving her skin a shiny tinge. She picked up her pink glitter cowboy hat and placed it neatly on her head, her long blonde hair hung just below her shoulders. She left the girls locker room and headed down the meandering corridors of the ARCO arena, as she got further away from the safety of her locker room, her heart was beating faster then it ever had before. She was sure she was sweating buckets of nervousness as she cautiously smiled at the people who greeted her along her way. She suddenly froze completely, her hands dropped to her sides and her fingers spread wide. She swallowed hard and blinked away the feeling of dizziness the nervousness had gave her. 'Come on Trish just asked him out! You can do it!' She told herself.
They're in front of her, two, fellow Canadian, tall, long blonde haired men stood leaning against the wall chatting away. The younger one, Christian's eyes widened at what seemed to be at the sight of her then he muttered something under his breath. "So? Dude Just act cool" Edge whipped some hair behind his ear; Christian screwed his nose up in a frown.
"Don't tell me how to act!"
"I will if I want, I'm older! It might only be exactly a month but I'm still older!"
"Hardly older than me.. Oh great here she comes" Christian kind of growled the sentence out, sounding quite angry at her appearance to the night. He frowned, turned then ran off towards their dressing room.
"Christian! Christian, come on! It's not that bad! I don't like..."
"Don't like what?" Trish removed her hat swinging her hair from side to side.
"Oh. Just pie..raspberry pie.."
Edge coughed, clearing a lump in his throat. Trish smiled and looked down the hall where Christian had run off. "Why did he run off like that?"
Edge looked at her funny, 'come think of an excuse!' "Oh! He erm... had to get ready! Yeah that's why he ran off. We're having lads night out."
"Hmmm.so your busy tonight then?"
"yep" Edge watched as she opened her mouth to speak again, "And! I'm busy all week too. We've decided were all going to go out and get what we want all week if you know what I mean" Edge grinned and Trish stared at him blankly, then she gave him a wicked grin.
"Don't you like what you see right now?" Trish seductively spoke, pushing him up against the wall lightly.
"Well yeah, your pretty and a nice girl but... I don't like you any more than that"
Christian pulled his favourite black jumper over his head. It was cold outside and god knows how much Christian hated being cold. The door opened, it never distracted him though as he admired himself wearing the jumper in the mirror. Edge slowly walked in, a sly grin formed on his lips his tongue slightly hanging out his mouth as he stalked Christian's every movement. He grabbed Christian from round the waist, scaring him half to death. He nuzzled his head into the crook of Christian's neck and started kissing him.
"As much as I love you, never do that to me again!" Christian rubbed Edge's forehead.
"She went skits with me. She was coming onto me pretty strong. I blew her off though, said we were having a guy's week out!" Edge laughed at how stupid and lame the excuse had actually sounded. "She bought it though but then I had to tell her I wasn't interested."
"Good. Now I'm sorry for running off like that again but I hate her coming on to you all the time right in front of me!"
"You can hardly blame her, she doesn't know about me and you"
"Edge, are we going to tell any one? Bout us"
" I don't know, it's the reactions of our friends we've got to worry about. I couldn't care less about what the other guys think. Now come on. Lets go find the other two and get out of this arena for a fun night out huh!" Edge kissed Christian on the lips for a brief moment and then they parted, they smiled at each other then left to get their friends to hit the town.