AN: Here's the next chapter. The idea kinda came from one of my reviews and I added my twist to it. I hope you enjoy it.

Chapter 8: Payback is A B**ch

When I got back to the hotel and was about to go into my room I saw Taylor get off the elevator. She walked right past me and stopped two doors from mine and tapped lightly on it. A few seconds Sheamus opened the door. "Hey there lassie." He said with his Irish accent. "I was waitin' on ya. Come on in." she walked in and the door closed behind her. I stood there not sure what to think. I knew she knew Sheamus from before, I just didn't know hey were even friends or even that close. I shrugged, "It's probably nothing." I said to myself as I went into my hotel room and got out of my wet clothes.

Taylor's POV

"We've got to get ya outa those wet clothes lassie." Sheamus said as he closed the door behind me. I shrugged and sat on his bed. "Ey Taylor, I love ya like a sister and all man, but get off me bed with ya wet clothes!"

"Sorry Stephen." He waved his hand. "Ahh its nothing lad." He said throwing one of his t-shirts at me. "Just put on some dry clothes. I don't want me sister catching a cold." I smiled, besides Eric and Krista, Sheamus was just about the only person I could call family. I stood and took off my wet t-shirt, then my sneakers and finally my jeans. He handed me a towel and I dried myself off. "So, what brings ya here lassie?" I shrugged, putting on his t-shirt which came to my knees. "I don't wanna be in my undies alone." He sighed and tumbled through his bag. He came over to me and handed me on of his boxers. "Ya didn't answer my question. I thought you wudda been with ya fella." The look I gave him when he told me that told him everything he needed to know. Sitting down on his bed he looked at me, "Ya wanna talk about it?" I shrugged and sat next to him. "I was gonna surprise him today, you see we hadn't seen each other in three and a half weeks. When I opened his locker room I saw him making out with his ex-girlfriend, Maria so I just left. He didn't even know I saw him. Then he calls me pretending everything was fine but I told him I had seen what he'd done and I didn't want to speak with him. But after his match he came to me when I was in catering to explain 'exactly' what happened. I was starting to believe him when Maria came and hugged him telling him they should go to his locker room so she can 'heal his wounds.' And the reason I'm all wet is because I was out walking the rain. I ran into him and we had another argument. Everything he said just got me angrier. So I broke up with him." I fought back tears. Sheamus pulled me in his arms and I snuggled in his chest. "Ye should make the fella see that you're perfect without him."

But I'm not. I miss him. I need him."

"Yeah, but make him think ye don't."

"Oh, I see what you're getting at. Fight fire with fire, or in this case jealousy with jealousy. Will you help me?"

"Only if you promise to help me."

"Deal, wait, help you with what?"

"I like Layla."

"Ohhhh! Stephen and Layla sittin' in a tree, K-I-S-S-I-N-"

"Do ya want me help or what?"

"Sorry, so, what do you suggest we do?"

"Pretend we're together."

"Good! Wait, but won't that ruin the Layla thing?"

"Nah, cause we'll only be together for Punk to see."

"You're smarter than you look."

"Shut up. So, every morning he gets up at 5:30am to go work out. You leave my room at 5:30am and coincidently bump into him and we'll see how it goes from there." I smiled and nodded. "And I could still be wearing your clothes!"

"Yeah! The fella's gonna think we did something. Are we awesome or what?"

I spent the rest of the night watching movies and playing video games with Sheamus. It reminded me of old times when I used to be his manager.

"Taylor, wake up. It's time." Sheamus was gently shaking me. "Huh?"

"Its 5:30. Get out." It took me a moment to comprehend what he was saying then I remembered. I got up and grabbed my clothes and rushed out the room. Just as planned I ran right into CM Punk; resulting in me falling flat on my butt. "Holy crap! I'm so sor- Taylor?"

"Oh, hi Punk. What are you doing here?"

"I stay on this floor. What are you…doing here?"

"I uh-I was just ahh…" he looked at me and got the message. My hair was in a messy bun, I was wearing a Sheamus t-shirt and my clothes and shoes were in my hand. "You were with Sheamus?" it was more a statement than a question. "You can say that." I shrugged. "Why were you with Sheamus? Don't you have a room here?"

"Yeah but I just wanted to spend the night with Sheamus."

"I see. What did you guys do the entire night?" I shrugged, "You know…Stuff. As much as I'd like to stay and chat, I'm meeting Sheamus for breakfast before we head to the next state." I walked away feeling quite achieved. I waited till I was in the elevator to send a text to Sheamus. 'Part 1 completed! We'll continue on the tour bus. Don't worry Layla won't be riding with us. Oh and meet me in the lobby in an hour! We're having breakfast. -TayE' I got a text from Sheamus saying he'd be there and I smiled. "Payback's a bitch CM Punk." I said.

CM Punk's

This was just too weird. We didn't even break up for 24 hours and she spent the night with Sheamus. I had asked the hotel management for the room next to them and I spent the night with my ear pressed to the wall. All I heard was her laughter and giggles. Her laughter and giggles that made me feel all warm inside; made me forget about everything that was bothering me, laughter and giggles that just made me happy. Now they were all for Sheamus. I was still standing in the hotel hall way when Sheamus stepped out his room with his luggage and walked pass me, "Mornin fella." He beamed. "Wait, wait, Sheamus. What's the deal with you and Taylor?" Sheamus smiled when I said her name. "The deal? Taylor just makes me calm and happy, and you gotta admit fella, that girl has a nice piece of arse. Speaking of which I gotta meet her for breakfast. I'll see you on the tour bus. Bye fella."

I sat at a table in a corner of the restaurant and watched as they ate breakfast. They were laughing and making jokes and holding hands. They both had 'the look' in their eyes. How could she date so soon after breaking up with me? That was what hurt the most.

They sat at the back of the tour bus and I took the seat in front them. I wanted to hear what they were talking about. It made no sense because they were both whispering. The only thing I understood were occasional outbursts of laughter from either Taylor or Sheamus. Then I heard something; "No Taylor don't fall asleep on me."

"But I'm tired. You kept me up late last night, remember?"

"How can I forget? It was the best night I ever spent with a lassie in ages."

"Shut up. The entire bus doesn't have to know." Then it got quiet again. The entire bus doesn't have to know what?

In the most casual was ever I turned around and looked at them. He was hugging her and she was asleep in his arms. I was replaced.

AN: There it is... The end of chapter 8. I hope you do. Please review, I've been enjoying reading what you have to say about this story so far and you don't know how much I appreciate it.