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Chapter 19 : Questions and Decisions

Chris and I were walking across the lobby to the elevators, hand in hand. After that amazing make out session, we hopped on the plane, talked a bit, kissed a bit and slept. We just checked in and were heading to drop our stuff in our rooms, then go take a walk to see the town. We are on the same floor again but his room is down one hallway and mines down the other. We went our separate ways and said we would meet back at the lobby in thirty minutes. I lifted my suitcase on my bed and searched for something maybe a bit more attractive than what I have on. I put kept on the jeans I had but changed my top. I layered a melon green tank top with a blue tank top. I slipped my black flip-flops back on and put my hair in a bun and walked to the elevator and made it to the lobby and saw Chris sitting there, looking as good as ever.

He saw me approaching and stood up. He held his hand out to me and I accepted as we walked out the doors.

"So where are we heading?" He asked.

"Wherever." I replied admiring the shops that were around. We soon came across a small park. I immediately took off running because parks were my favorite. I climbed the jungle gym and looked to see Chris standing there looking amused.

"What are you smiling at?" I yelled out to him. He shook his head, his smile getting bigger, as he took a couple steps closer.

"You." He said and put his hands in his pockets. I took a few steps towards the slide in front of me and slid down it. I walked over to him, staying a ways away from him.

"What about me is so funny?" I asked with my hands on my waist.

He didn't say anything but he did walk close to me, a few feet away. We stared into each others eyes, and he was leaning closer, I was waiting for him to just kiss me already. He leaned a little closer, and I shut my eyes. Then, the next thing I know, I am in his arms, bridal style and he is running. I open my eyes and before I can react, I am thrown into a big pool of fresh mud. I looked at him so fast I'm surprised I didn't get whiplash. He is trying so hard not to laugh.

"That is what is so funny." He said before laughing.

"Oh, you are so dead." I say and start to run towards him, but the pool of mud is so big, I slip and fall. This time, my whole back is covered, this makes me even more angry. I see he is laughing even harder. I try to get up, but I am so covered in mud, I keep slipping and sliding. I give up and sit with my arms over my chest like a little kid that didn't get ice cream. After a few minutes, his laughter wears down and he walks over to me and crouches down. He reaches out and touched my cheek.

"I'm sorry I laughed." He said softly. I just looked at him with no emotion. "Aw. Don't be mad at me."

"I'm not mad at you. But, perhaps a kiss could make it all better?" I suggested with a smile. He leaned in and I grabbed his hand and pushed him in the mud next to me. I started pushing him all around in it, making sure the get his back completely covered. When I was satisfied, I wiped my hands together and smiled while admiring my work. He looked very shocked and he wasn't moving from lying on his back. I laid down on my stomach next to him and put a hand on his chest. I kissed his cheek and smiled at him. He turned back to me and leaned in and gave another one of those utterly perfect kisses that he is so good at. When he pulled back, we were both breathless. He just stared into my eyes with both of his hands on both of my cheeks.

"You are amazing you know that?" He asked sincerely.

"Why do you say that?" I asked leaning into his touch, resting my body weight on my elbow.

"If I did that to any other girl I know, they would have been screaming and yelling. Not you, no, you just wanted to get back even if it that meant getting dirtier." He explained rubbing his thumb on my cheek affectionately. I smiled at him. He stood up and reached his hands down to help me up. I accepted and right as I was standing, he wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me to him. He dropped a kiss on my forehead and we started walking back to the hotel. The walk back was quiet but very comfortable. Once we got into the lobby, we could see people staring at us but we didn't care because all that mattered was that we were like that together. We got into the elevator. I looked at him and saw him looking at me.

"You know that this outfit was new? You will definitely be doing my laundry." I said pointing to my outfit. He laughed it off and pulled me back to him. He leaned down and spoke in a seductive voice.

"Does that include you underwear?" I looked at him and saw the smile. I shook my head.

"No, that I can handle." I said as we reached our floor. He started walking me to my room. When we got there, I reached in my back pocket for my key hoping it didn't fall out earlier. I was relieved when I felt it and brought it out.

"That was fun." I said slipping the key into the slot and pulling it back out and quickly opening the door.

"Yeah. Listen, we have had a lot of fun lately." He said walking towards me until he was a few feet away from me. He touched my face and put a piece of stray hair behind my ear. "I was wondering if you would be my…be my…" He hesitated.

"Be your what Chris?" I asked already knowing what he was going to ask.

"I was wondering if you would be my girlfriend." He finally said after a sigh. I stared at him for a few minutes wondering what to do.

On one hand, we had a great time and I really like him. But on the other, I just started working here and I want to have my options open. I looked in his eyes and saw the hope and the affection shining from them. I really didn't know what to do. I started thinking about Carlito and the awesome times we have had lately and how he has been there. Then I thought about Paul, and how he goes from flirty to protective in a matter of seconds, am I meant to be with Paul, or Carlito? Or maybe Chris? Am I even meant to be with anyone? All these thoughts running through my were giving me a migraine and I couldn't think of an answer.

"Kendall?" Chris asked breaking my trance. I stared into his eyes and wanted to cry at the distress and confusion that was clearly visible.

"I'm sorry Chris. I would love to say yes….but, I am really too confused to be labeled anyone's girlfriend." I said and wanted to stab myself when I saw and felt the disappointment and hurt radiating off him.


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