AN: Get ready for Chapter 11... It's unexpected. I hope you guys enjoy reading it as much as I loved writing it.
Chapter 11: Mixed Signals
"Hey babe." I said sitting next to Taylor at the back of the tour bus. "Babe?"
"Yeah, you know, babe. Since we're back together and all."
"Since we're what?"
"Since we're back together."
"We're back together?"
"Stop fooling around."
"I'm not fooling around."
"What? We got back together last night, remember? We kissed in my hotel room then after the meet and greet when we were outside you room and I asked you said yes."
"I remember all that, but, I didn't say we could get back together."
"Yeah you did, and then you kissed me."
"Noooo, I said I didn't know then I kissed you."
"So let me get this straight. We're not back together?"
"No, we're not back together."
"Then why did you kiss me?" she shrugged and looked at me. "No reason."
"Why are you doing this to me?"
"Doing what to you?"
"Playing with my feelings."
"Phil, I'm not playing with your feelings."
"Yes you are! You kiss me like you really mean it, like you really care for me, then you go on and ignore me like I'm a part of the wall." I was getting frustrated; this girl was messing with me; big time. She was getting inside my head. "Do I really do that?" she had that smile on her face, that look in her eyes. She was doing it again. "Yeah, you keep stringing me along and playing with my feelings. Don't send me mix signals."
"I'm not sending you mixed signals." She smiled and rubbed my leg. I looked down at her hand on my leg then I brought my eyes up to meet hers. "You're doing it again! Please stop, it's making me jumpy." She laughed. "Boy Taylor, you sure are awesome." She said complementing herself. I sighed and slid further in my seat. "Why are you doing this to me?"
"Because it's fun." She put her headphones in and placed her head on my shoulder.
Taylor's POV
I heard him sigh when I put my head on his shoulder and I smiled. His was even more fun than I imagined. I knew he liked me a lot; the kiss last night proved that. I liked him a lot too and we were going to get back together, eventually; when I got tired of doing this. One I did know for sure was that he wouldn't cheat on me again. After the misery I put him through he'd never want to. I felt myself slowly drifting to sleep as music blasted through my ears.
CM Punk's POV
I thought I was good at reading people. But Taylor came along and changed that. She made me feel, think and do stuff I never thought I could do, think or feel. When I had seen her with Sheamus it has made me feel like I meant so little to her that she could've had me replaced within a couple of minutes. I knew how she felt about me; I was positive that she still cared for me. What I didn't understand was what she was doing now; why was she sending me all these mixed up signals? Why was I even allowing her to get to mu head? I've never been through this much for a girl before, not even Maria. Then it hit me, I was still falling for her and I was falling hard.
When w reached the hotel in the next state I woke her up and we went to check in; separate room of course. "Want to come hang out in my room?" I asked, hoping she would say yes. I wanted to get in her head to see where she was going with this thing. "No, I'm tired. Don't forget you've got a meet and greet with Sheamus and Layla in about 2 hours."
"Will you be there?"
"If I'm awake I might show up. Why? Do you want me there?"
"Of course, I always want you around me."
"Well in that case, I won't come. Layla's manager is gonna be there so there's really no need for me to tag along." She went into her room and I went into mine; which happened to be 5 doors away. I decided to find the person that I think could answer some of my questions. "Hey fella! You're here early, the meet and greet isn't for 2 hours."
"I wanted to talk to you. Do you have a minute?" he looked back in his room, "Hey babe, I'm gonna go grab something to eat with Punk. I'll see you at the meet and greet."
"'Kay bye!" Sheamus locked the door and we headed to a restaurant in the hotel. After we ordered and were served Sheamus looked at me. "So, what is it ye wanted to talk to me about?"
"Taylor."
"That's a broad topic fella. What exactly about Taylor?"
"Her mind?"
"Whoa…. That's even broader. I'll see what I can do. Lay it on me."
"Okay, so since the whole Maria thing I've been asking her to get back together with me. But then I thought she was dating you; well played by the way. So I told her that you were cheating on her with Layla because I saw you two together. We got into a fight and ended up kissing. I asked her again and she said no. Last night when she was in my room and she was talking about my schedule and stuff I asked her about you and she told me you guys were still talking. We started arguing then she tells me she knew the truth about the Maria thing since the day after we broke up. Then she tells me she was never with you. She went into the kitchen and I followed her. I asked her where all this would leave us, you know if we could get back together. Then I kissed her and she kissed me back. No ordinary kiss either, like an amazing kiss. You call her and after hanging up she leaves and tells me I've got a meet and greet to go to. When I walked her to her room I asked her again, I told her I needed her and she kisses me. So here I am thinking we're back together when we really weren't. She's playing with my head; sending me a bunch of mixed signals. Help me; I don't know how much more I can take."
"Well fella, I've known Taylor foe a while now and I still haven't been able to analyze her mind."
"So there's no way you can help me?"
"I know she really likes you; really likes you. She's probably just playing around. What you need to do is find her weakness for you. Take her to a place; emotionally, where she has no choice but to officially get back together with you."
"Thanks man, that actually sounds like a great idea."
"If that doesn't work, I don't know what will. We gotta go, the meet and greet is in 5 minutes!"
I heard a knock on my door. I rolled over and checked the tome. "Who the hell's knocking at my door at 2:30 in the morning?" I asked myself. I got up and stumbled to the door; I was in my pajama pants alone. "Hey there Phil!" Taylor said walking into my room. "What are you doing here?" I asked closing the door and sitting on the couch. 'You told me I could come over, remember?" I looked at her; she was in a CM Punk t-shirt which she probably took from me because it came to her thighs and her hair was in a messy bun at the top of her head. "So you decided to come at 2:30 in the morning?"
"Is this a bad time? Because I could leave."
"No, no, no. That's not necessary." She sat next to me on the couch."So what do you wanna do?"
"You mean you invited me here with nothing in mind?"
'I had something in mind."
"I'm listening."
"Why are you messing with my head?"
"So it's working?"
"Yes! It's working. Why are you doing it?"
"Because it's fun."
"Well hunny, two can play that game."
'Pssht, I beg to differ."
'I bet you, if we kiss right now, a real kiss. We'd end up going all the way."
"So, you're basically saying I can't resist you?"
"In a nut shell."
"You're on! Prepare to eat your words." She got up and went over to my bed; kneeling on it. "What are you doing?"
"Creating a scene. You're not backing out of this are you?"
"No." I got up and went to stand at the edge of the bed. She held my face and kissed me. I immediately reacted and kissed her back wrapping my hands around her waist. She got off the bed; her lips never leaving mine and took off her shorts. I smiled and deepened the kiss because I knew where this was going. I felt her hand tugging at my pajama pants and I kicked it off. She took off her t-shirt. So now she's in her bra and undies and I'm in my boxers. We tumbled on the bed still kissing each other. She broke the kiss and smiled at me. She kissed my neck, then my chest. 'She wouldn't!' I thought as she kissed my belly button. She raised her head and kissed my lips again. She broke the kiss and got off the bed. She put on her shorts and t-shirt. "So, what do I win?" I just laid there in shock, staring at her. "Um, I don't know, bragging rights?"
"Bragging rights? That's it? If I knew that was it I wouldn't even have taken you up on the bet. I gotta go. Bye." I watch her as she made her was out my room. She had done it again.
AN: End of Chapter 11! Review and tell me what you think. What should Punk do?