A/N- This is my favorite story that I have written, and I don't know why.

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Online Friends, Offline Enemies

Chris sat in his living room listening to the conversation going on. Caylin hadn't shut up since Jay arrived. Chris was more patient that usual with her, he knew it was her first time meeting Jay, but after awhile, he got sick of her gushing over Jay.

"Caylin, shut up." Chris had had enough.

"Chris...go away or something." Caylin brushed him off and turned her attention back to Jay.

"This is my house, I don't have to go away."

"Are you done talking yet?" Caylin asked, tired of Chris interrupting.

"Are you done being a bitch yet?"

"Are you done being an ass?"

"I hate you!"

"I hate you more."

Jay sat on the couch with an amused smile on his face. He had never seen two people argue more in his life. Ever since Chris joined Caylin and himself, all they had done was argue and send each other dirty looks.

"So you never did tell me why you are here with Chris." Jay cut in, hoping to cease their arguing for a few minutes.

"Vince." Chris and Caylin said at the same time.

"I'm not following you."

"Vince put us in a storyline together, because apparently we have chemistry with each other," Caylin sent Chris a disgusted look before continuing, "so he is making us room together."

"So this has just started?" Jay asked. It was clear that it had because they aren't getting along yet.

"Six weeks." Jay held back his surprise. People usually tended to love Chris after awhile because he was so friendly. They were able to overlook his cockiness.

"How much longer will it last? If I remember correctly, Vince doesn't like storyline to last longer than a month, and you have already surpassed that."

"What can I say? We have chemistry." Chris joked, nudging Caylin playfully who in turn, slapped him.

"What time is it? We have to go soon." Caylin switched the subject, not wanting to talk about the storyline.

"Yeah, we should be heading out. Jay, you want to come? Visit some of the guys?" Chris offered.

"No, you two go ahead." Jay neglected to tell them that he had a meeting with Vince the following Monday.

"Alright man. Caylin Sue, go grab my wrestling bag and get to the car."

"Fuck you." Chris rolled his eyes.

"No time now. I offered earlier but no, you wouldn't do it, because 'OMG Christian was in the house!" Chris mocked, laughing at the blush that appeared on her face. Caylin turned to face Jay so she could redeem herself, but he wasn't there. He apparently left when Chris and her were arguing.

"Go get your own bag, and hurry up, I'm not going to be late because of you."

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"It's a house show, I shouldn't have to kiss him at a house show!"

"Caylin, calm down. You have to peck him on the lips, no make out with him."

"I don't want to kiss him. I know, you can do it for me, Beth."

"You've kissed him before, you can do it again."

"Did you ever think that if maybe you two slept together, the tension would dissolve?" Mickie chimed in. She has listened to Caylin complain about Chris for over a month now, and was beginning to think there was more to their relationship. Everyone was.

"Absolutely not." Caylin quickly finished her hair and walked up to the curtain, her match was next.

"Ready to kick ass with the Ayatollah?" Caylin jumped slightly as Chris came up behind her. She hated when he did that.

"Sure."

"What's wrong?" Chris asked. He didn't detect any sarcasm, spite, or hate in her answer. Odd.

"Nothing, lets just go out there and get this over with."Chris didn't get a chance to respond as his theme music started to play.

Chris stood in the middle of the ring waiting for Caylin's entrance, which came a few seconds after he got in the ring. They moved to the end of the ring and watched Santino and Beth make their way to the ring. It was a quick match, not even lasting a full ten minutes. Jericho and Caylin were declared the winners.

"Just get it over with." Caylin mumbled, her face right up against his.

"We don't have to do this. Vince won't say anything, we aren't on television." Chris put his hands on her shoulders, making it look to the fans that they were having a 'moment' together.

"Just kiss me so we can get out of here." Not waiting for him to respond, Caylin leaned forward and connected their lips. After getting over his initial shock, Chris began to move his lips along with hers. She stepped closer to him and wrapped her arms around his neck, her feelings overtaking her for the moment. Eventually needing air, they pulled apart, stunned.

"Come on, we can go," Chris led her out of the ring and behind the curtain, "Go get ready so we can leave."

Caylin nodded her head and went in the opposite direction of Chris, not saying a word.

"Just friends, right?" Mickie asked when Caylin entered the dressing room.

"Right."

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"Cody Rhodes, why don't you have my bags in the car? Were you not aware that it was time to leave?" Caylin heard Chris badgering Cody when she approached them both.

"Let him alone, you can carry your own damn bag." Chris ignored her, not taking his eyes off Cody, waiting for an explanation.

"I..uh..I was talking to Ted...and....lost track of time."

"You are a disgrace, Cody Rhodes. You disgust me. Leave." Cody walked away with his tail tucked between his legs, scared to say anything.

"You're such a dick." Caylin informed Chris, as if he didn't already know that.

"Yeah, I know. You ready to go?"

"Sure."

"What hotel are you staying at?"

"Doesn't matter, I didn't make reservations anywhere, I figured Quality Inn or something, it's close by."

"Are you sure you don't just want to stay at my place? You can have your own room."

"No, it's fine." Nothing else was said on the short car ride to the hotel. Chris tried to walk her to her room but she refused to let him. He knew something was wrong with her, but knew she wouldn't tell him.

She would tell KingOfYourWorld though.

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Caylin laid on her bed and looked around the room, she looked at the bathroom expecting Jericho to walk out in nothing but a towel and make a few sex jokes, but she was alone. The bed seemed so much bigger than it actually was because she didn't have to share it. Right about now Chris would be beside her fighting over what to watch on TV. To clear her head, she got her computer out.

CanYouSayCay: I am so bored!
KingOfYourWorld: That is the first time I have ever heard you say that.
CanYouSayCay: It's so lonely here.
KingOfYourWorld: Where are you?
CanYouSayCay: My hotel room.
KingOfYourWorld: Where is your roommate?
CanYouSayCay: His place. We are near where he lives so he is staying there.
KingOfYourWorld: I would think you would be happy about that.
CanYouSayCay: I guess I'm just used to him being around. I can't sleep because it is so quiet here.
KingOfYourWorld: Why didn't you just stay at his house?
CanYouSayCay: Too personal. It would be like invading his space.
KingOfYourWorld: Did he ask you to stay there?
CanYouSayCay: Yes, and thinking about it now, I should have said yes.
KingOfYourWorld: Why?
CanYouSayCay: After six weeks with the guy, I've grown comfortable with him. It's too quiet without him here.
KingOfYourWorld: Just call him and ask him if you can stay with him.
CanYouSayCay: Absolutely not. That would be him winning....and at least a weeks worth of bragging.
KingOfYourWorld: I bet he'd let you and wouldn't say word about it.
CanYouSayCay: Maybe, but I doubt it.
KingOfYourWorld: Won't know until you try. If it comes down to it, you could always make up an excuse.
CanYouSayCay: You're right. I'll call. Night!
KingOfYourWorld: Talk to you later.

CanYouSayCay has signed off.

Caylin grabbed her cellphone and scrolled through her contact list until she got to the J's.

Jackass.

After finding his name, she toyed around with the idea of calling him. What if he was busy? Or had company? Would he come get her? Would he let her stay? She had turned him down three times when he asked her previously.

"Caylin! Caylin!" She jumped and looked down at her phone. She had accidentally pressed call and hadn't noticed. Chris had picked up and was trying to get her attention.

"Sorry! I didn't know I hit the call button." She apologized.

"It's okay, did you want something? It's after midnight."

"I...I can't..." She drifted off, she knew she shouldn't have called.

"You can't sleep because my sexy body isn't beside you?" Chris joked.

"Exactly." She wasn't joking.

"So...besides that, did you want something?" Chris finally spoke, keeping the playfulness in his voice.

"Uhh...no."

"Okay then, I'm going to go to bed now, and so sho..." Chris was cut off.

"I can't sleep. Can I come and stay over at your place?" Caylin quickly asked before she could change her mind. She had contemplated on calling one of the girls, but they all were rooming with someone already. Caylin noticed Chris didn't say anything right away. Great, he has someone with him. Some girl. She should have known.

"Never mind, I'll..." It was her turn to be cut off.

"I'm coming. Be in the lobby."

Her body visibly relaxed as she packed her belonging up. She stood outside the hotel waiting for Chris, refusing to question anything; her feelings, his actions, their kiss. She was content with their hate/hate relationship. They argued constantly yet still got along. It was the way she preferred, she didn't want anything to change. She was broke out of her thoughts by a honking horn.

"Could you have taken any longer?" She criticized as she threw her bags in the backseat.

"Could you have waited any longer to call me? It's practically morning!"

"It's one in the morning, not seven!"

"Get your ass in the car and shut up."

"Don't tell me what to do."

"Do you want to walk?"

"Do you want to go through life without all your body parts?"

"I will cut your hair when you are sleeping, I swear to God." Chris threatened.

"I will wait until you are sleeping and douse you in 'tan in can' until you are six shades darker." She retaliated.

"I will murder you."

"It is hard to murder someone when you are dead first."

"Is that a threat, Caylin Sue?"

"Yes."

"Alright then." Before they realized it, they were in Chris's driveway, the ten minute drive had flew by.

"Just let your stuff in the car until tomorrow."

"I need something to sleep in."

"I'll give you something to wear." Chris offered. Yawning, Caylin nodded her head in agreement, too tired to argue with him. They walked straight up the steps when they entered the house, and Caylin followed Chris into his room.

"What do you want to wear? Sweats? Boxers? Just a shirt? Nothing? I prefer the last one, what about you?" Chris asked her.

"Depends on what you have."

"You know what? You can go through my clothes yourself. I am not standing here all night showing you every article of clothing." Chris ranted.

"What a shame." Caylin began going through his dresser, and finally settled on blue boxers and his old Y2J shirt. She went into the bathroom in his room and changed, when she returned, Chris had his eyes closed.

"And here I thought he was only quiet when he was eating." Caylin walked over and turned the lights out. She quietly walked back over and slid into bed beside him, trying not to disturb him.

"You can have one of the other rooms, you don't have to stay here." Chris rolled to face her, mumbling.

"Yeah, I know."

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A/N- I was thinking of doing the next chapter in each of their POV's, what do you think?