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Why Me?

Punk crashed through his front door with AJ wrapped around his body. He barely showered after his fight he was to excited that he not only picked up the win but that he was able to celebrate with AJ and this was exactly how he wanted to celebrate.

"Shh." Punk said to Larry who was barking. "She's fine I'm not hurting her." he said as AJ's lips latched onto his neck and kissed over his pulse point.

Punk kicked the door closed with his foot and carried AJ across the tiny kitchen and into his bedroom and closed the door again quickly leaving Larry outside to scratch at the door.

"Do you want to walk him?" AJ asked as Punk dropped her to the bed and quickly undressed her.

"No he just wants to play with you." Punk said already pulling her jeans down her legs. "But it's my turn to play with you. I've been waiting forever."

"More like five days." She laughed as he pulled her bra off next.

"Felt like forever." He said giving it some thought.

"You did really good tonight." AJ gushed.

"You liked your first fight experience?" he asked and she nodded as he pulled down her panties next.

"I liked that you didn't get hurt." She corrected. "Did you even get hit?"

"Don't remember, don't care." he said tugging his shorts down.

AJ sat up with her legs crossed and and began to stroke him then sat up on her knees. AJ's mouth zeroed in and leaned forward.

Punk looked down at her and his mouth parted as he began to breathe heavier. He pulled his t-shirt up over his head and tossed it onto the floor then his hands moved to AJ's hair and he tangled his long fingers in it.

"You have a really talented mouth." He rasped out and she hummed in response. "I mean really talented." he added biting on his bottom lip while she massaged and sucked him. "Fuck AJ." He groaned pulling her face away from him.

AJ scooted up the bed and he raced over to his dresser and pulled out a condom and slipped it on before crawling over her. He kissed her lips softly then flipped her over onto her stomach. His hands moved to her hips and jerked her waist up. His hand roamed her left cheek and leaned forward and kissed her lower back.

"Oh!" AJ gasped feeling him enter her fully.

"That good?" he asked pulling out almost completely and plunged right back into her.

"Yes!" she shouted.

Punk's nails were digging into her hips as he moved in sync with her body. He dropped his back over hers after a few moments while she still managed to remain on her hands and knees. His hands cupped her breasts and his thrusts were shorter now. AJ eventually fell but Punk moved to the side and lifted her leg over his his and he continued to move into her but at a slower pace now. He didn't want to rush with her.

"This is good too." She said looking over her shoulder just far enough where he could reach her lips for a kiss.

Punk used his hand to keep her leg over his while he kissed any part of her neck that he could reach while still thrusting. He wanted to do this for hours.

"Punk." She warned.

"I know." he cooed against her ear feeling her hurling towards her release. "Let go." he encouraged but she clearly didn't want to.

Punk's hand moved in-between her thighs and he began to massage her most sensitive area and before she knew it she was screaming out his name. The fact that he shattered her like that only pushed him into his own release and he joined her a few seconds later.

"I'm proud of you." AJ said once they had a chance to catch each others breaths.

"No woman has ever said that to me after sex before." He said looking at her and she laughed and rolled halfway onto his body resting her folded arms and chin there.

"I mean the fight." She clarified. "You were so amazing."

"You're a good luck charm." He said playing with a strand of her long hair but looking her in the eyes. "I'm going to need you at all my fights."

"I'd like that." She smiled looking up at him.

A few hours later AJ's head was resting over Punk's chest with her fingers tracing the tattoos she could reach. They ended up talking about each others lives. There was so much they still didn't know about each other but the more she got to know about Punk the more she fell for him.

"Do you ever think about talking to your brother?" AJ asked after hearing the story of their falling out a few years back.

"Nope." Punk said without hesitation.

"I wish I had a sibling sometimes. It would be nice to have someone to help with my dad." She said to him.

"I can help." He offered.

"That's not your job." She said to him.

"It's not but I like you so I'd like to help you." Punk offered. "Is he in a program or something?"

"No but he's tried." AJ confided. "Every two months he's back at the bar I don't know what more I can do."

"Nothing. It's not your job to take care of him." Punk reminded her.

"I'm his daughter and I can't lose him. He's the only family I have." She pointed out. "I really like your apartment." She said getting off of the uncomfortable topic of her father.

"Yea? I don't blame you I'd love my place too if I lived at your place." He said then felt a hard pinch at this side. "Kidding!" he laughed. "Wait until I start making real money I'm going to have a huge place out here."

"You will." AJ agreed. "You're going to make it. Nobody had the same amount of passion or determination you did tonight."

"You think so?" he asked her.

"Absolutely." She confirmed. "It's very violent but I love watching you probably because you love it so much."

"I liked having you in my corner tonight." Punk said to her. "I've never invited someone I was dating to one of my fights before."

"So, we're dating?" she asked and he popped his head up and looked down at her.

"What do you think this is?" he asked her seriously.

"We just haven't gone out much." She pointed out.

"You're right." Punk agreed. "You deserve better than that. Let's go out tomorrow night."

"I wasn't trying to push you into anything." She said sitting up.

"You're not pushing me into anything I'd like to hang out with you more." He said to her trailing his fingertips up and down her bare upper arm. "I want to get to know you better."

"I'm not that complicated." She smirked. "What you see is what you get."

"I definitely like what I see." He said with a serious face causing her to blush. "I'll take you somewhere more deserving tomorrow night."

"Like where?" She asked curiously.

"It's a surprise." Punk said to her but deep down he had no idea where he could possibly afford to take her.

"I'm having a lot of fun with you." She admitted to him. "I hope when you make it big you don't forget me."

"I already told you that you're coming along for the ride. And if I keep winning with you in my corner you're stuck with me for good." he teased.

The next night AJ dressed at the pet store and she was a little uneasy to be there so late again by herself but Punk was by numerous times to check in on her and he was waiting outside for her right now. She couldn't believe how she was able to dress up so well in the bathroom at work. Short tight black dress, wavy hair, makeup and wedged shoes. She looked herself over one last time before walking out and saw Punk still at the door and let him in.

"You could have waited inside." She smirked.

"No it's ok." He said eyeing her. "You look beautiful." he rasped out.

"I hope I'm not overdressed." She said looking down at herself.

"You're not." He assured her and took her hand into his and they walked towards the gym and stopped at the door.

"We're going to the gym?" She asked with a laugh. "I think I'm really overdressed."

"Relax." He smirked walking her inside.

They didn't walk far instead veered off to a door that had stairs. They climbed the stairs and reached another door that lead to the roof of the building. There was a small table that had a tablecloth with two dishes already waiting and there was one candle that had glass over it so it wouldn't blow out in the middle.

"I know it's still a little chilly-" He began.

"No this is perfect." AJ said happily as he pulled out a chair for her and laughed when she saw the hot dogs on her plate.

"So I think it's only fair that I tell you what you're getting yourself into." He began. "I'm not rich, I can't cook and sometimes I get cranky during hockey games which I watch a lot of." he blurted.

"Why are you telling me all of this?" she asked him.

"Because there's a lot I can't offer you." He pointed out and she frowned. "I think it's fair to give you a way out before we get into deep."

"I didn't ask you for money or to cook or to turn off a hockey game." She smiled. "And I would never ask you for any of those things."

"Well I can't give you any of that right now but what I can do is promise to be good to you. I may not look it but I'm a gentleman." he teased.

"I know this already." She giggled. "I'm not going anywhere."

"It's also going to be difficult when I go on the road for fights." He warned her.

"Are you trying to push me away?" She questioned.

"No of course not." He said quickly. "I just want you to know everything and you can come on the road with me whenever you want."

"I'm not going to be able to do that since you know I work and I need my job." She pointed out. "The only thing I want to know is that I could trust you. If we're really going to do this I can't share you with other women." She told him honestly.

"You thought this was going to be an open relationship?" He laughed.

"I don't know." She said feeling uneasy. "I've seen you with other women before I just can't be in a relationship like that."

"You can trust me." Punk promised her.

"And not that I'm sure you're worried but you can trust me too." She smirked.

"Why do you do that?" he asked her with a smile but it was a serious question.

"Do what?" she asked.

"Always put yourself down like that." He clarified. "You're beautiful and not just on the outside any guy would be lucky to have you I clearly just happen to be the luckiest."

"Not a lot of guys are into girls who can beat their video game scores or outwit them in comic trivia." She said to him.

"They're fools." He shrugged simply picking up his hot dog and taking a bite out of it. "Have you been in a relationship before?" he asked curiously.

"I was in one my entire freshmen year in college." She told him almost smugly.

"Really?" he asked amused. "What happened?"

"I had to drop out." She shrugged.

"So that made you break up with him?" Punk asked her.

"He was my professor." AJ admitted and his face dropped. "What?"

"How old was he?" Punk questioned.

"Age is nothing but a number." She said happily biting into her hot dog.

"How old was he?" Punk asked again.

"He was 42." AJ said to him.

"And you were what? 18?" Punk asked and she nodded. "So you broke up because you dropped out?"

"We broke up because after I dropped out I found out he was married." AJ corrected.

"You have had a scandalous love life." he teased.

"That's about as scandalous as it gets. I did go out with the pet food delivery guy a few times." She added. "No one has ever stuck around." She shrugged.

"I plan on sticking around." Punk said to her almost proudly.

"I'd ask about your past relationships but the night is only so long." She joked.

"Funny." He mocked. "But also true."

"So, why me?" she asked him.

"What?" he asked confused.

"Why did you ask me out?" she asked him. "Was it because Tommy did?"

"No I had wanted to ask you out for a while but I was actually afraid you'd turn me down." he admitted.

"Me? Turn you down?" She asked stunned.

"Look at me." He said using her own words. "No real job, no career, no money, covered in tattoos, I'm definitely not the kind of guy you bring home to meet your parents and now that I've gotten to know you I don't care that you're too good for me I just want to hang out with you as much as possible."

"I'm not too good for you." AJ assured him. "I think we're both in the same boat except I know you're going to make it big one day."

"We'll see about that." he muttered taking another bite out of his food.

One week later Punk walked into the gym but was quickly stopped by Dean.

"Someone is here to see you." Dean said to him.

"Who is it?" he asked a little nervously.

"No one you owe money to hopefully." Dean quipped. "Names Paul Heyman says-"

"He's a manager." Punk finished for him. "Where is he?"

"In the office." Dean said nodding towards it.

Punk stepped into the office and saw the short man sitting in a chair.

"Phil Brooks." The man greeted standing up and shook his hand. "Paul Heyman." he introduced.

"I know who you are." Punk noted. "You used to manage Don Phillips."

"That's right." Paul smiled. "Just retired."

"I heard, great career." Punk added.

"Fantastic career. He's forty, retired and hanging out at private villa in Mexico. Nice life ain't it?" Paul asked. "I've seen a few of your fights and you're pretty good."
"I am." Punk agreed and Paul let out a laugh.

"I need a great fighter." Paul told him. "I think you have the potential to be that fighter. You're not under management are you?"

"No and I'm not interested in being managed." Punk told him bluntly but that only intrigued Paul more.

"You know my name and you know my connections." Paul pointed out. "Give me a few months and you'll be fighting in the UFC."

"No fucking way." Punk laughed.

"I'm not a liar." Paul said with a straight face.

"Why me?" Punk asked curiously.

"You have something that a lot of guys fighting don't- personality." Paul told him. "You have the gift of a cutting a phenomenal promo and interview we just need to get your fighting skills up to the same level as your talking skills."

"I don't know." Punk said to him and Paul smiled wide.

"You and I have the potential to make a lot of money together." Paul promised him.

"I don't do this for money." Punk informed him. "I fight because I love it."

"Imagine getting paid millions to do what you love?" Paul asked back. "I'm sure you thought about it."

"What's in it for you?" Punk asked him.

"Money is an obvious motivator." Paul admitted honestly. "But I like to discover talent it's what I've done with every man I have managed and every single one has fought in the UFC and made good money."

"Are you expecting me to sign some sort of contract with you and give you all my money?" Punk asked him.

"Of course not." Paul laughed. "There will be obvious legal documents if you make the right decision and let me take you under my wing but I assure you it will be fair."

"Are you sure you just didn't pick my name out of a hat and thought you could take me for an idiot?" Punk asked him.

"Maryland four months ago." Paul said to him. "I was there and saw you fight."

"I lost that one." Punk reminded him.

"You held in there against an undefeated man for the entire fight and lost by judges decision." Paul added and Punk seemed impressed. "I saw you last Saturday night too and you walked out of the cage without a scratch on you. I promise your name will be up in lights if you let me take over the drivers wheel from here on out."

"I'm not leaving my gym here." Punk said to him.

"I wouldn't expect you to leave your team." Paul shrugged. "But I am going to send out of town once in a while to train with some other people. You need to work on your holds and your foot work. If I'm going to invest my time and money I expect you to put in the effort. You know who I am and you know I'm credible."

"I know I just don't know why me." Punk admitted.

"There's something about you that I like." Paul said simply. "I've had fighters calling me, sending me gifts- begging for me to take them on but I always handpick my people."

"And I'm that guy?" Punk asked.

"Wouldn't have wasted a trip out here if you I didn't think you were." Paul said simply.

AJ was in the pet shop stocking the shelves when she heard the door chime and before she could even react she felt arms around her waist and knew exactly who it was. She was being spun around excitedly she began to laugh.

"Having a good day?" she teased as he Punk put her down finally.

"I've got amazing news." Punk said with a huge grin. "I got signed with Paul Heyman."

"That's great!" AJ cheered hugging him. "Whose Paul Heyman?" she asked now and he pulled away.

"He's a big manager in the industry." Punk told her and now AJ was really smiling. "Every guy he has ever represented were the best and he thinks I could be the best."

"Paul Heyman sounds like a smart man." AJ said with a smile.

"He's one of the best." Punk said to her.

"I'm so happy for you." She said eagerly. "But does this mean you're leaving or-"

"I'm not moving and I'll still train next door but I'll be on a stricter schedule and some times I might have to fly out to train in certain places but I'm staying here." he promised her.

"It's going to happen for you." She said proudly.

"Hopefully." He said to her. "I don't want to get too excited-"

"You should." She assured him. "Are the guys at the gym just as excited for you?"

"You know what? I didn't even tell them yet." He said thinking about it. "I just ran right over here you're the first to know."

"This is just the beginning." she said taking his hand. "I'm really proud of you."

"It's going to be a long road but it really is starting to take off." Punk said happily. "I haven't been this excited in a long time."

"I'm excited for you too." she said giving him a short sweet kiss.