AN: I am so so so sorry it took this long but I've been crazy busy with Uni and life, so much has happened and I kinda lost inspiration and I'm sorry. I was asked if I take story requests... I don't mind playing around with what u guys want. So go ahead... And please review

Disclaimer: It is with great regret I inform you that I don't own WWE. If I did though... *hehehe*

Chapter 16: Guess Who?

I was going insane since the last time I spoke to Taylor. It had been an entire five days and I was arriving at the most bizarre conclusions. I tried calling her again. "Yup, talk to me." she said after four rings. "Finally, how are you?"

"Busy, how are you?"

"I missed you. Why didn't you answer your phone or reply to my messages? I've been trying for five days."

"Like I said; I've been very busy. Besides, I'm working on something really awesome now."

"Something like what?"

"I'm not necessarily at liberty to say."

"Hmm, I see what you're doing. So how is work coming?"

"It's exhausting."

"Really?"

"Yeah, and could you believe the work is so much I could barely get to see or talk to my boyfriend."

"That sucks. So, ah, what's your boyfriend like?"

"He's so boring it should be illegal. I'm just with him for his looks."

"His looks?"

"Come to think of it; he's not that good looking either. I just pit him."

"Hey!"

"Ha-ha! I'm just kidding. How are you?"

"I miss you."

"I know Punk, I miss you too. Hey, look, I gotta go but I'll see you later."

"You'll see me?"

"You know what I mean. I'll call you later tonight. Bye!"

"Yeah, bye Taylor."

When I got back to my locker room after my match with Kane, instead of going back to the hotel I sat on the bench looking through my Twitter. I smiled when I saw Taylor latest tweet; 'I miss my brother and my bff ' I replied to her tweet, ' Tayylor And I miss you too.' A few minutes later my phone beeped and I reopened my Twitter to see a reply from Taylor: ' CMPunk Who are you?!" I smiled and replied; ' Tayyor Yeah, who am I?' I was about to shower so I could leave when my phone beeped again. I opened my Twitter and I had another tweet from her; ' CMPunk Guess who?' with a picture attached. When I opened the picture it was one of her standing outside my locker room. I went to the door and opened it. She was leaning against the wall opposite my door. "Hey stranger." She said looking up at me. "What are you doing here?"

"You haven't seen me in months and that's the first thing you say to me?" I smiled, "Happy six-month anniversary. What are you doing here?"

"That isn't till next week. And I am finished with work, for now at least. That was the reason I didn't want you around, so I'd be done faster." I smiled and stepped closer to her, "I love what you did to your hair." She had cut it just past her shoulders and the ends were red. Her curly hair was now straight. "Yeah, you really like it?"

"Yes. Really and somebody discovered the use of a flatiron." She laughed and pulled me into a hug. "Oh, I missed you so much," She said squeezing me. "and you need to shower. You're sweaty and you smell."

"Can't I at least get a kiss first?"

"No." She said ducking into my locker room. I followed her and closed the door. I stepped towards her and grabbed her waist. "I'm taking one anyway." I said lowering my head and kissing her. She wrapped her arms around my neck and deepened the kiss. She got on her toes and held me tighter. I was still in my wrestling gear but she didn't seem to mind, just as the kiss was getting intense my locker door busted open: "Taylor! You're 'ere!" Taylor pulled away from the kiss. "Is knocking before entering a room not accepted in Ireland?" I turned and frowned at the guy who had just ruined the best moment I had in three months. "Stephen!" Taylor screamed running to him. He grabbed her and spun her around. "Taylor, you're not helping."

"Was I interrupting something?" Sheamus asked with a wicked grin. "As a matter of fact, you were."
"Yeah Sheamus, Punk was just gonna take a shower." Sheamus burst out laughing. "You better sleep with one eye open mayo." I said to Sheamus. "Sure fella and I'm shaking in my panties. Just go take a show, ye kinda smell." I glared at Sheamus and Taylor walked up to me. "Just go please. I wanna get some rest. I had to do double work to finish in half the time." I got my stuff and headed to the bathroom. "Fine." I said mumbling under my breath as I closed the bathroom door.

When I got Taylor was nowhere to be seen so I called her. It took eight rings for her to pick up. "Yeah?" she said laughing. "Where are you?"

"I'm on the bus. Ha-ha! Stop cheating!"

"Perfect, I'm gonna be there in a minute."

When I got on the bus she was playing video games with Kofi. "Hey guys!"

"Hey!" Taylor said her eyes never leaving the screen. "Dude did you know your girlfriend is AWESOME?!" Kofi said looking at me. "Ha-ha! YOU'RE DEAD! I WON AGAIN!" Taylor shouted as the game ended. I chuckled, "Yeah, that's why she's my girlfriend."
"How come I never met her?"

"You did, you guys just never really had the time to hang out."

"Ahh, same difference."

"I see you're already spending too much time with her and that's why you guys never hung out. I don't need an extra Taylor or an extra Kofi."

"Anyhoo, I'm gonna make myself scarce so you too could, you know, ehnmm."

"What's wrong Kofi? Got something stuck in your throat?"

"I'm not gonna answer you. Night T.C."

"Night Sarkodie." When Kofi disappeared I sat next to Taylor and put my hand her shoulders. "So, where were we when Sheamus busted in?"

"You were gonna take a shower?"

"Funny."

"You driving straight to the next state or you stopping at a hotel?"

"I have a bed right in here."

"Where am I gonna sleep?"

"With me."

"But that bed's too uncomfortable for the both of us to sleep in."

"He-he, babe, who said anything about sleeping?"

"I did. I have three months worth of sleep to catch up on."

"But I have three months worth of you I have to catch up on."

"Not gonna happen." She said getting up and walking to where my room was.

"My pajamas are at the bottom of my bag and I don't feel like getting them. What am I gonna sleep in?" she said when I walked in the room. "How 'bout you sleep in nothing?" I said winking at her. "How 'bout I sleep in..." she walked over to my bag and pulled out one of my 'In Punk We Trust' t-shirts and shook it in my face. "I liked my idea better." I said as she walked to the bathroom to change. I chuckled when she said "Everything is so small."

"It's a bus, what do you expect?" When she got back she tossed her clothes on her bag and climbed in the bed, "Nite Punk." She said. I got in the bed and leaned over her. "Not even a good night kiss?" I asked. She turned and gave me a quick peck on the lips. "Nite Punk." She said turning over. I sighed and dropped back on the bed and stared at the top of the bus. No matter how hard I tried I could not fall asleep. I finally gave up and began reading one of my novels.

A few hours later Taylor turned and laid her head on my chest. I tried my hardest not to move but she eventually opened her eyes and looked up at me. "Hi." I said. "Can't sleep?" she asked getting right to the point. "What was your first clue?"

"How long has this been happening?"

"For as long as I could remember."

"Is it hard?"

"I'm used to it."

"What's the longest you've ever slept in one stretch?"

"Six hours; this one time I was when I was injured and stuck in the hospital."

"Do you know why your insomnia started?"

"No." I said flatly. I didn't like where her line of questioning was headed. "Do you think your childhood has anything to do with it?"

"I don't know."

"What exactly happened in your childhood?"

"I don't wanna talk about it."

"You can't run from your feelings Punk."

"I'm not running away from anything. My childhood doesn't bother me."

"Yeah, and how you reacted to Jericho proves that." She was sitting facing me now. "Look, I don't wanna talk about it." My voice was rising. "You need to talk about it. It was your father wasn't it?"

"I said I DO NOT WANT TO TALK ABOUT IT! Just drop it okay? It's not like you're gonna be able to help me with it, you're just as messed up if not worse. Leave me alone for Pete's sake! You're so ANNOYING!"

"Oh, I'm annoying? I'm sorry I loved you enough to see if I could help you get past it. I can see how stupid I was I was for even trying. I'll leave you alone." She got off the bed and walked out the room. I know she wasn't going anywhere because the bus was still moving so I wasn't worried.

Three hours my phone rang, I glanced at the name and sighed. "Yes?"

"Are you a jackass?" my sister screamed at me. "Good night to you too sis."

"How could you be so insensitive?"

"I am not being insensitive." I argued. "Yes you are. You know how her childhood has made her. Hell, you were the one who forced her to talk about it. Why can't you just return the favour?"

"It isn't that easy and what just happened had nothing to do with her childhood."

"It has everything to do with her childhood; her dad told her she was useless and could do nothing for him. She was reaching out to you and you made her feel exactly the way her dad did."

"I didn't mean to, I just can't talk about it."

"Would you stop throwing yourself a damn pity party? I should've just come and get her like she asked me to."
"Well you can't"

"Why?"

"Because we're in my bus and we're moving."

"So, you gonna tell her?"

"I told you I can't."

"Phil, you're a grown man. You can't keep pushing these feelings down every time they rise to the surface. And don't bring that crap that it doesn't bother you because if it didn't I would know what it was. You can't do this; you'll end up hurting yourself."

"I've done a perfect job of hiding my feelings and I'll continue to. It's not gonna cost me a thing."
"it just might cost you the woman you love."

"No, it won't."

"You wanna bet? Look Phil, I know you're my brother and all but Taylor is my best friend. She's like a sister to me and I love her to pieces. You guys love each other, you love her. Can't you just trust her enough to tell her what's bothering you? You were the one who helped her to start the journey to getting past everything with her dad and you're the one same person who shoves her four steps back when she just made one step forward."

"But I..."

"I don't wanna hear it Phillip. Get your act together because if she walks away I'm not gonna blame her, I'm not gonna help you get her back and I'll gladly find someone so she can get over you quickly." Bye, have a nice night." She said stiffly. I put the phone away and cursed under my breath and got off the bed and headed to the front of the bus. I saw Taylor just staring through the window. She had a hoodie over the t-shirt. It was really dark outside so she was probably just staring at nothing. She had a blank expression on her face. "Taylor?" I said making her turn in my direction. "What? You want me to leave you alone here too?" she was staring into my eyes and it sent shivers up my spine because her eyes held so much pain. "No, I need to talk to you." She laughed and got up. "Too bad." She said and walked past me and I grabbed her wrist. "Oww." She said flinching and pulling her hand away. I frowned at her and reached for hand again. I pushed up her sleeves and saw some fresh cuts on her wrist. "What's this?" I asked her sternly. "Nothing." She said pulling her hand away, adjusting her sleeve and walking into the tiny bathroom.

AN: So that's Chapter 16 for ya! And again, I'm so sorry I've just been real busy

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