I woke up the next morning feeling alittle sore, and since I hadn't done much in the ring the last few days, I attributed that to Jon. My eyes snapped open. Jon. I had sex with Jon, twice. Slowly, I turned onto my side so that I was facing his bed. He wasn't there. At first I was relieved, but then I started thinking where he was. I looked over to the bathroom, the door was wide open and no one was in there. I then figured he left somewhere.
I could feel my stomach start to knot up, I mean I finally hook up with the guy that I had been flirting with back and forth with for a few weeks and when I wake up he's gone. No big deal, right? I shook my head, I wasn't going to get myself riled up over nothing. I reached over to my bags and pulled out my laptop along with my cell phone. I opened up my email and notices from everything I had purchased online for my new apartment I was sharing with my best friend Sara. Some said that my items had been shipped and would be arriving Monday morning, the rest said they would arrive tomorrow morning. I picked up my phone and called Sara.
"Hey, you," she answered.
"Hey, are you sure you're going to be there tomorrow?" I asked.
"Yup, I have the red-eye tonight and will be there bright and early. Why? Please don't tell me you're having second thoughts again because of that Ambrose guy," she said.
I sighed and rolled my eyes. "No, I received emails saying that the couches are arriving tomorrow."
"O, thank God. Yeah, the coffee table and rug are arriving tomorrow too. DOn't worry I'll be there. My bed isn't coming til tomorrow Monday morning so I'm taking a sleeping bag that I bought yesterday."
"Yeah my bed is arriving on Monday too. When I get there on Wednesday We can go to Best Buy or something to pick a TV. Well, two because I want one in my room," I told her.
"We can go halfers on the one that will go in the livingroom and you can buy the one for your room," suggested Sara.
"Sounds Fair," I said.
"O, I called the cable and internet company, there coming Monday afternoon."
"Perfect. I think we have everything, minus some little decorations but we can get those on Wednesday," I said.
"Yup, we did good girl," said Sara.
Just then Jon walked in, holding two cups of coffee. I would be lieing if I didn't feel my heart start to race at the site of him coming back. Seeing I was on the phone, he held up the coffees and motioned towards the table at the farther end of the room. I nodded my head yes and watched him walk over to the table set everything down, and took a seat.
"Hey, Sara I gotta go but I'll talk to you later ok."
"Alright, be safe."
We hung up and I got out of bed. I looked over at Jon who had a smirk on his face as his eyes roamed my body. I looked down at myself, That's when I noticed I just had on a small grey shirt with no bra and my underwear. Feeling alittle self-conscious, I grabbed one of my bags and starting looking for my bra and sweats before heading into the bathroom.
"Over there," said Jon. When I looked at him, he was pointing to the pillow on his bed, which is where my bra had landed lastnight. I quickly grabbed it. He leaned on the side of chair and retrieved my gray sweats. I held out my hands for him to throw them to me, he shook his head no and motioned with his finger for me to go and get them from him.
"Jon, just throw them over here, please," I told him.
"Why can't you just come and get them?" He asked innocently.
"Because I'm practically naked," I said.
"No, I've seen you naked. Three times," he said winking at me.
"Whatever." I gave up and decided I could put on another pair of sweats I had in my bag. Before I could make it over to the bathroom, Jon got up and stepped infront of me. I looked up at his blue eyes and I could feel the fire starting to rise up my body. He stepped even closer so that our faces were just centimeters away from eachother. He placed his finger at the hem of my underwear, running it back and forth. My breathing started to quicken and I knew I had to gain some control before my mind started to get fuzzy with the feeling of wanting him inside me again.
"Alicia Fox is telling anybody that will listen down in NXT that you are I are the new couple down here," I said looking down and away from his intense gaze.
"Who told you that?" He asked. He had stopped moving his finger around the hem of my underwear and had now placed both hands on my hips.
"Paige did, when I was out the night you called me."
"What did you tell her?" He asked as he removed one of his hands from my hips and brought it up to my face, making me look at him.
"I basically told her that we were just friends. Has anyone asked you about our...friendship?" He dropped his hand from my face and hip. He ran his hands through his hair and placed his hands in the pocket of his jeans.
"Just Joe, but that's cause he thinks my flirting makes you uncomfortable and he doesn't want me messing this up for all of us. If only he knew you're the one that came on to me," he said laughing alitlle bit.
"What? I did not come on to you," I said while taking a step back from him.
He laughed again. "Yeah you did, both times actually. I admit that I came onto to you when you were falling asleep lastnight, but the first two times, that was all you sweetheart."
I thought back to both times. The first time we hooked up I had came up to him in just a towel and straddled him. Ok, he had a point there. The second time, which was yesterday morning, I had straddled him again after he told me how he kept thinking about our encounter. Fuck, he was right.
"See, I'm right," he said smirking.
I decided to give up and grabbed the sweats that he had now thrown on his bed throwing them on. "Why are you all dressed?"
"I had to go and call in to some radio stations to promote our house show in Fort Worth today. Why? Did you miss me?" He asked playfully as he reached around me and grabbed a hand full of my ass.
Dropping my bag I was holding, I reached up to his hair and pulled it, hard. He let go of my ass and reached back with both hands trying to remove my hand. I didn't let go until I had dragged him to his bed and made him sit down. Letting go, I made my way into the bathroom to put on a sports bra and a sweatshirt so I could hit the gym. When I came out, Jon had already changed and was lacing his shoelaces on his gym shoes. I went over to my bed and grabbed my gym bag, I took some socks and my own gym shoes, sliding them on.
We meet up with the guys downstairs and head over to the CrossFit that Seth had found yesterday. After our normal three hour workout, complete with warm ups, weight lifting and endurance exercises. All four of us headed back to the hotel where we showered, packed up our ring gear and headed to the arena. I was slowly starting to dread these house shows. All I was allowed to do was walk the guys to the ring and interfere if I was told to. It was better than nothing but I couldn't wait for RAW and Smackdown so I can, you know, actually wrestle.
I guess I was giving out a frustrated vibe because as we waited for our music to hit so we could make our entrance through the crowd, Joe took me aside and asked if everything was ok.
"Yeah, just kind of getting tired of being the valet for these house shows," I told him.
"You know it's just temporary. Even Triple H said that he wants you in there with us, they just want to build up those moments and save it for TV. Once it's become a staple you'll be doing matches with us on every show, televised or not."
"I know, it's just watching you guys in there makes me want to jump in and throw down. I'm not very patient," I told him.
He laughed and patted my back. "Just try and relax, you're time is gonna come. I'm positive."
I nodded my head agreeing with him before he went to go talk something out with Seth. The match tonight was going to be Seth and Roman against Sheamus and Randy Orton. Dean and I were just to escort them and cheer them on at ringside. Dean walked over to me and was about to say something when our music hit and we headed out through the crowd. Dean ofcourse went over the barricade before me and held out his hand to help me over. Once all four of us were in the ring, Sheamus' music hit. I felt Dean creep up behind me and bring his mouth to my ear.
"What was Joe telling you?" He asked loud enough for me to hear him over the music but low enough to where only I could hear him.
I shook my head no as in tell him it was nothing. As Sheamus stopped at the bottom of the ramp waiting for his partner, Orton's music hit and I felt Jon's hand give my backside a slight pinch. I turned around to look at him but he just smirked at me and gave me a wink. I looked around to see if anyone noticed, thank God they didn't. It was a house show so I didn't have to worry about TV cameras being in every corner of the ring and arena. He stepped out of the ring and I joined him, keeping my distance. Through out the match, I cheered for Seth and Reigns, whoever was in the ring. I talked trash to whoever they were facing, Orton or Sheamus. The match ended when Reigns hit a spear on Sheamus and picked up the win. As Jon and I entered the ring to celebrate their win, Reigns roared signaling a triple power bomb. As Jon and Colby hoisted Sheamus onto Reigns shoulder, Randy climbed onto the apron and was about to enter the ring, that was my cue. I hurried up and climbed onto the top rope, I jumped off and hit him with a drop kick just as the boys triple power bombed Sheamus. We got a huge pop and we stood over both men with our fists out infront us, hitting our pose.
I didn't notice when we arrived back at the hotel. I was to just going down the list in my head of things the apartment needed. Thankfully most of them were checked off or I was just waiting for them to be delivered. I was brought out of my thoughts by Seth who had been calling but when I didn't answer snapped his fingers infront of my face. "What the hell as your mind so damn preoccupied?" He asked as we all got out of the car with our bags.
"Me," said Jon as he slung his arm over my shoulders. I shook him off and rolled my eyes at him. The guys and I made it up to our rooms. We decided that we were just going to relax and stay in since tomorrow was a traveling day. We had a flight in the morning to Dallas where Raw was going to take place on Monday. I was instantly nervous stepping into the hotel room I shared with my...friend? I didn't really know what we were, the go to thing to say would be friends, maybe with benefits. Again, I was lost in my thoughts and didn't notice that Jon had sat down right next to me on my bed. I was brought out of my thoughts by feeling his hand give my knee a squeeze. His face looked like he was waiting for something.
"What?" I asked him.
He shook his head at me. "What's got you out of it tonight?"
I was not about to let him know that I was thinking about him, mainly because I didn't want him knowing he had any affect on me. So I told him what had been preoccupying my mind on the ride over here from the arena. "I just keep going over this list in my head of things I need for the apartment, Sara and I have gotten most of it. I'm just not looking forward to setting everything up." I sighed and before even thinking I blurted out, "Times like these where I wished I had a boyfriend." I immediately wished I had just shut my mouth, I didn't want there to be any more awkwardness with Jon and I. Before I could come up with anything to say, Jon spoke.
"I could help you set up some stuff, if you want me to."
I looked over at him for the first time. That's when I noticed he dressed to go out somewhere. He had on a pair of dark wash jeans, a grey t-shit, his black leather jacket and had actually styled his hair. He only slicked it back but for Jon that was saying something.
"Where are you going?" I asked him.
He shifted alittle bit and then got up. "Um, I'm gonna go out for alittle."
"With who?" I asked. I could feel my jealousy slowly start to creep up to the surface.
"With a friend," he said. He picked up his cell phone and wallet from his bed and placed it in the pockets of his jacket.
I got up and walked over to him, he turned around but wouldn't look me in the eyes. "What friend, Jon?"
He sighed before finally meeting my eyes, which I'm sure were starring daggers into him. "Why does that even matter, Lex?"
I knew he was going to go out with a girl and I knew I shouldn't be getting angry or jealous. We were not anything official or with a title. We were just friends, and that slowly started to kill me on the inside. I soon felt my anger turn into sadness.
"I guess it doesn't," I said and bolted for the bathroom. I slammed the door shut and locked it. I then sat down on the closed toilet not wanting Jon to see my mini-breakdown that I was about to have. I kept thinking back to two weeks ago when Sara and I were looking at our new apartment. I told her about hooking up with Jon and how he told me he didn't want anything serious. Sara pointed out how I wasn't a hook-up kind of girl. She also picked up on the fact that I did have some feelings towards Jon, which were stronger now that we had actually had sex. I liked Jon and I really enjoyed the attention he gave me and our sexual banter that we sometimes had with eachother. I hated that I still pursued him even after he told me he didn't want anything serious.
After a few minutes, my breathing and heart rate returned back to normal. I opened the bathroom door and peeked around the room. No Jon. I let out a breath that I hadn't realized I was holding until then. As I layed down on my bed, I couldn't stop the thoughts and imaged that were going through my head. All of which were about Jon and whoever he was doing tonight.
"I need a drink," I said out loud to myself. I thought about going out myself and then decided I was. Thinking about who I could get to go with me didn't take much time since I really hadn't tried to talk to anyone besides the guys for fear that another Alicia Fox incident would happen. So, I called Joe.
He picked up on the third ring. "Hey Lex, what's up?"
"Hey Joe, what are you doing?" I asked while trying my best not to sound like an idiot.
"Um, nothing," he said while letting out a laugh. "Why? What's up?" He asked again.
"Would mind coming with me to get a drink, or ten? I don't feel like being that girl sitting at the bar drinking alone tonight." Before he could say anything I added, "Strictly as friends, I swear."
"Um, yeah. Alright, just give me a few minutes to change," he said.
"Ok." After I hung up I decided to get dressed as well. I opted for the outfit I had worn out with Paige. Just as I was putting on my shoes, there was a knock on the door. Knowing it was Joe, I grabbed my purse that had all my essentials and headed towards the door. I opened it and stepped out closing the door behind me. "Ready," I told Joe as I stood infront of him. He just laughed and we made our way to the elevators.
"So, what brought this on?" He asked.
I racked my brain for a believable reason because there was no way I was going to tell him the truth. "Sometimes a girl has to drink," I said shrugging.
We stepped into the elevator and were soon walking into the hotel lobby. "So this has nothing to do with Jon going out?" He asked.
Shit. I looked up at Joe and could tell by the look on his face that he knew something was up between Jon and I. "No, Joe. I just really need a drink."
"Ok, if you say so. Let's go."
We walked a few blocks before hitting a street littered with small bars. We chose the one that looked to be the most laid back one which was named Joe's Bar&Grill.
"Do you want a table or just to sit at the bar?" Asked Joe when we walked inside.
"I wasn't going to eat anything, were you?" I asked.
"I could go for a burger and some fries," he said.
"Table it is then."
He lead the way to a table that was against one of the walls. The waitress came over and directed most of her attention to Joe which wasn't surprising, he is very easy on the eyes. After he ordered his burger meal, the waitress glanced at me and asked what I would be having with a lot less enthusiasm. I didn't take any offense to it. I simply smiled at her and ordered a bottle of tequila with all the works and two shot glasses. She took our order and left but not before giving Joe one more inspection.
I looked at Joe who was smirking at me. "What?"
"I'm not gonna have to carry you out of here am I?" He teased.
"Carry me? No. Having to stand behind me to make sure I don't tip over and eat shit, possibly," I said.
He laughed and shook his head. Sounds like something Jon would say."
I rolled my eyes. "Please, no J word for the rest of the night."
"Why?" Asked Joe.
Before I could come up with something to say, the waitress came with my bottle of Tequila. Along with the two shot glasses and two bowls, One had cut up limes and the other had salt. I rubbed my hands together and Joe laughed at my excitement. I pours the two shots and slid one to him. He shoo his head no and slid back to me.
"You're gonna make me drink alone?" I asked with a pout.
"No, that's why I came along for company so you wouldn't physically be alone. I didn't mean that I was going to drink."
"Just one?" I said while sliding it back over to him.
"Fine," said Joe. We both dipped our finger in the tequila and rubbed some on the back of our hands. We then but some salt where our hand was wet from the liquor. We licked the salt, took the shot and then quickly sucked on the lime.
Before Joe had put down his shot glass, I was already shooting back my second shot. "This is going to be interesting," said Joe while shaking his head.
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