Holy Crap! I stood at the front of Jay's drive leading up to his house. I felt my mouth widen as the seconds ticked away. It was like a freaking mansion compared to my one bedroom crumby old flat back in good ol' England. I wiped my forehead with the back of my hand as the weather was hot here in Tampa, Florida. There was a huge difference in weather here compared to Manchester, England...but I'm one of those people who really works up a sweat. I know, disgusting right? I tightened my grip on the suitcase handle before pulling it up the driveway. I stopped at the front door before pulling out a scruffy piece of paper from my skinny jeans pocket, chuckling to myself as I read it over again.

'key is under the matt and please don't look like your trying to break in. The neighbours aren't nice'

Following the not really useful instructions, I took the key from under the matt and opened the front the door. If I thought the house looked amazing from the outside, I was mistaken. Inside was just wow. I was always intrigued in seeing what wrestlers homes looked like but this was just amazing. I walked slowly through the hallway which led into an open living room with the view of the indoor-pool. There were multiple black leather sodas surrounding a flat screen TV which had nearly every games console connected. The decor on the walls was well let's just say surprising; a soft pale pink was on the walls. I laughed to myself as I knew I could use this to tease Jay. I stood behind one of the sofas taking in my surroundings. I let out a sigh as it made me think about how I've never been in a home like this before. I could honestly say I was in heaven. Before I could get even more lost in thought, a loud scream escaped from my mouth as someone pushed me from the back over the sofa. I felt someone else's weight holding onto the back off me as we both toppled over onto the floor. I groaned in pain and in anger as my back began throbbing from landing on marble flooring. My face showed a state of shock as I lay on my back looking up at the total stranger who was staring back down at me with a amused look crossed with curiosity...scratch that I was definitely the stranger, after realising just who was lying on top of me.

"Fuck me" I sighed out before rubbing the back of my head. The blonde man still on top of me chuckled. It was pretty uncomfortable lying on your back with a 225lb bigger than your usual man putting his full weight on you.

"I don't do strangers" I rolled my eyes at his comment before attempting to push him off me. I had heard he had a humorous sense of humour. What the hell was he playing at… "Chris Irvine, you must be?" He asked whilst climbing back onto his feet. He offered his hand to help me but I refused and quickly got back up. I pulled my 'Kiss' T-shirt down has it was showing my bare stomach off. No wonder his eyes were wondering.

"Olivia but please call me Liv" I folded my arms across my chest, whilst staring at Chris, known as Y2J, Chris Jericho to all of you and myself. I couldn't get over the fact he was standing literally a few steps away from me. I took notice of his face, muscles, and his rock-star hair. Just his awesome presence, which by the way, I'm never going to tell him, that would just add to his already big ego. The awkward silence started to fill the room up. I cleared my throat. "Erm, so I take it Jay didn't tell you who I was or that he was having a guest over?" I rolled my eyes at the fact this was typical Jay.

"No he didn't" I shrugged my shoulders at him before walking back to my suitcase. Trust Jay not to tell anyone who I was or even that he was getting a visitor at this house. "You're not a crazy fan are you?" I snorted at him. In my mind I laughed at his question, I couldn't really say no to that but that's not what I'm staying at his house for.

"Seeing as though the man himself hasn't told you, Jay and I met a few months ago whilst he was in England…

After 19 years of growing up a dedicated wrestling fan, I hadn't been to many wrestling shows but I had met nearly all the superstars and divas that graced the ring. Growing up I had never had any money to see the shows, just been fortunate to have access to the TV at the right time to find the WWE, which saying has changed my life was an understatement. There was only one man left who had a huge impact my life, who I hadn't met.

Finally I was next after queuing for an hour or so. Yes, I was nervous, I had the butterfly feeling... infact ditch the butterflies, they were more like huge moth things in there. "Next" the security guard announced and pushed me forward. They always looked so scary so I never say anything to them. I slowly walked forward to the table where one of my idols sat at. I didn't miss the fact that he looked so good in his tight navy t-shirt and jeans. I quickly tore away from my inappropriate thoughts and focused entirely on the real thing.

"Hey! How are you doing Christian?" I asked whilst he extended his hand to greet me. I certainly didn't hesitate to take it…I mean come on who wouldn't?

"I'm doing great now, there's a beautiful lady here" He gave me a quick wink and a smirk before laughing. I just stood there with my mouth wide open.

"…err…um thanks..." Oh my god! "Your not to bad yourself if I may say so" I returned a wink to him before handing him an old yellow E&C t-shirt I've had for years and years. Either it was really hot in the building or my cheeks where burning red...Please don't start a sweat Liv!

"Shit, I haven't seen this for awhile. How long have you been a fan of wrestling?"

"19 years of my 23 years alive…"My eyes widen at the statement that just came out of my mouth. Wait did that make sense? If you have ever met a WWE superstar or diva and don't what to say to them but when you say something it comes out weird…this is happening to me right now.

"Wow, right! What's your name?" He smiled up at me while waiting for me to come back to earth. I was too busy admiring his smile.

"Olivia but please put Liv"

"No...I'm going to put Olivia" I took the signed t-shirt from him before laughing. What an arse! But hey I wasn't complaining. He gave me an awkward one armed hug as I thanked him. "It was a pleasure to meet you"

I grabbed my grey small shoulder bag that contained a DVD disc, this was it. I took the CD slowly out of the bag and smiled at Christian. I had been training as a wrestler for 4 years. I had recently started doing real matches infront of small crowds. I always knew that this was my life, my passion and it was only I who was standing in my way of accomplishing it. I placed the disc on the table in front of Christian, who picked it up.

"You don't have to watch it, but you don't know how much I would appreciate it if you did so. I think you should take a look, you'll be interested, trust me" I smiled at him giving him a firm nod before turning away from the table and walking straight towards the exit. Well, one word...speechless. I clutched at my signed t-shirt. I literally skipped down the road, I was that happy.

"Oh no, he didn't tell me or anyone for that matter. He'll be home in 10 minutes so don't mind me" I just nodded, we both stood there again, in silence. It was a tad bit awkward you could say. "You don't have to stay and watch me. I know it's hard because I'm too sexy"

I did a fake smile before giving him the finger which caused a laugh. "When was the last time you looked in the mirror love?" I took my luggage through to the kitchen. This was so surreal; I discreetly pinched myself to make sure I wasn't actually dreaming. I took a few minutes to nosey round the kitchen. My eyes landed on the fridge which had a lot of photos stuck on there. I laughed to myself as I saw a picture of Jay and Edge together trying to surf. I tore my eyes away when I heard footsteps and mumbling gradually getting closer into the kitchen.

"Jay!" I screeched at him jumping into his arms as soon as his foot stepped in the doorway, you could say we were inseparable from the phone since we last saw each other. When handing him the DVD of myself wrestling, I ensured I left my email address. You probably worked it out that, Jay did watch the tape. He thought it was a dirty DVD, the way I insisted he'd be interested in it. I really began to love Jay Reso as a brother. We were so similar but so different at the same time. I had never met anyone like him before. I

"Woooa! See Chris, I am indeed loved in this world" I laughed at what Jay shouted to the overly confident rocker before pulling away from our embrace. I heard Chris say something from a distance but I didn't quite understand as I was too busy staring at the man standing behind Jay. Holy shit. "Adam, this is Olivia. Obviously you know who he is, but he doesn't know who you are. He's my best friend so you can't bitch to him about me because I'll find out"

I gave a warm smile up whilst ruffling my wavy long brunette hair, at the 6ft 4 blonde and drop dead sexy, Canadian before extending my hand towards him. "Olivia but call me Liv some people in this world ignore that request" I glared back at Jay who held up his hands.

"Adam Copeland" He took my tiny hand in his and shook it gently, warmth spread up into my arm. He dropped my hand before my thoughts went further. I noticed that he was quite uncomfortable and didn't really make eye contact. This made me intrigued and wanted to find out more. I linked arms with Jay as the boys began teasing each other about some ice hockey game. I could tell this was going to be a great time. Jay and I…plus his annoying friend and his ubber hot friend. Oh dear. Olivia Beckett likes...no she loves!