"Pride and Prejudice"
An Edge/Ashley fanfic
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Chapter 33
"Everything's Fine… Is It?"
The sunshine slowly crept over the silent hotel room the morning after, revealing clothes scattered all around the bed and then irreverently pausing on Ashley's peaceful sleeping face.
The dirty diva automatically stated to scrunch her eyes a few minutes later, before eventually giving up and opening them.
As she rubbed her sleepy crystal blue eyes, something moved next to her, causing the diva to paralyze in wonder.
But then she was immediately fully awake, as the sweet recollection of the previous night finally hit her.
Not that she could have forgotten even if she would, of course.
And so she couldn't help but widely smile, the sunshine dancing on the walls lighting up her happy features even more.
It had been a long time since she had waken up next to a guy… besides that time when she had miserably fallen asleep on Brian's bed because of too much partying, but then again she didn't sleep in his arms nor wake up without her clothes on.
Nope, last time was actually when she was still with Matt –not that she thought of the older Hardy in that very moment- and it would be a lie saying that she hadn't miss it one bit.
And she was determined to fully enjoy this positive feeling overwhelming her. So she swiftly turned on her other side, smiling at the sight of the peacefully asleep Rated R superstar on her pillow, and snuggled against his tattooed shoulder.
Slowly, yet firmly, an arm closed around her, bringing her closer to his chest as she let out a giggle.
"What's so funny, punkie?"
She looked up to see the corners of his mouth curving upwards even though his eyes were still closed.
"Nothing." She replied with the same giggling tone.
"You're laughing." He pointed out half amused, half curious.
"But it's not of amusement."
"What of then?"
"Happiness." She revealed with the sweetest smile ever.
His expression genuinely mirrored hers, before it turned into his trademark smirk.
"After all that's the Rated R Superstar effect."
She playfully smacked his arm, grateful he couldn't see her amusement as she rolled her eyes.
"Here we go, ladies and gentlemen, he's fully awake now."
It was his turn to laugh now, stopping only when she slowly pulled away.
"Where do you think you're going?" He asked tightening his grip around her waist, still with his eyes closed.
"I hate to break it to you sleepyhead," she giggled "but it's almost 11 AM and I promised to go to the mall with Michelle today."
"…Oh, I get it now." He commented with a grin after a brief silence.
"What?" She asked in confusion.
"You can't wait to see your girlfriends to tell 'em how great your man is. I know, it's understandable."
She laughed, deciding to play along.
"Oh baby you're so naïve… who said anything about how good you were last night?"
And with that she playfully pinched his cheek and stood up, putting on his t-shirt of the night before on a pair of black boy shorts. A smirk on her lips as she started to mentally count to 3.
1, 2…
"You're kidding, right?"
She wore her most innocent smile as she turned to find him definitely fully awake now, sat upwards, looking at her with ease.
"I don't know, maybe." She shrugged "Weren't you so sure of… what's the name… the Rated R superstar effect?"
He scoffed, "So you plan to leave me in a limbo here?"
"Hmm yeah, that's basically what I had in mind. That's what happens when one's too full of himself." She giggled, enjoying to no end his expression of utter disbelief.
"Oh no, I don't think so punkie." He quickly recovered, seizing her by the hips as she turned again and pulled the diva on the bed once again.
"What?" She squealed.
"C'mon, do tell."
"No way." She giggled.
"Alright, then. Don't say you didn't ask for it." He warned, a playful smirk on his lips as she looked at him in confusion.
But the obvious question waiting on her lips soon got replaced by a fit of giggles as he started to tickle her.
"Told ya so." He grinned, continuing his task as she squirmed, laughing uncontrollably.
"Will you tell now?"
She just shook her head.
"Oh well it's not like I have plans for the day." He shrugged, not stopping for even a second.
"Okay, okay, I give up…!" She eventually cried out, still in between giggles.
"Do you?" He skeptically asked.
She eagerly nodded.
"Alright, go ahead." He triumphantly smiled.
She supported herself on her elbows, reaching for his lips… and as he gave in to the kiss she used the –pleasant- distraction to get up from under him. And then pulled apart, quickly standing up.
"I guess you'll never know baby." She grinned as his satisfied expression turned into a frown.
"Oh, c'mon!" He rolled his eyes.
"Aw you have such a huge ego." She playfully shook her head as to scold him.
"…You sure ego is the word you were searching for?" And his smug expression was back on place once again.
"Oh shut up!" She exclaimed with a playful roll of eyes, throwing Michelle's pillow at him, who swiftly ducked out of the way. "You're impossible, you know?"
"Yes, I do." He innocently smiled, prompting her to roll her eyes once again as she shut the bathroom's door closed.
"But you know you love me really!"
She ignored his cry and just giggled, leaning for a moment with her back against the door, a content smile on her face.
x—x—x—x—x
In the same hotel it seemed like the punk princess wasn't the only one to have waken up in a cheerful mood that morning.
Another blonde diva was definitely in high spirits as she danced around singing into a hairbrush as it was a microphone.
Only her happiness wasn't caused by the tender feeling of being in love, nope.
But for some evil ones, evidently, revenge appears to be a feeling as sweet.
And so Kelly collapsed on Brooke's bed, happily giggling at herself.
"What's up with the sudden good mood?" The brunette questioned.
"What?" It's a beautiful morning, the sun is shining outside, I have my girlfriends with me and an idle day ahead. Why shouldn't I feel great?"
"Is that a cheesy pop song or something?" Layla asked with a quizzical look, prompting the blonde to laugh.
"No, it's not. Why's that so surprising?"
"Well," Brooke hesitantly began "cause you spent the whole evening cursing Ashley so I thought you were still sulking about it."
An icy glare paralyzed the brunette on the spot.
"First off, I don't sulk. Second, I surely don't sulk because of that bitch. And last but not least, even if, there's not reason to anymore." She finished with a grin.
"What do you mean?" Layla inquired.
"Let's say that the punk bitch might have won the first set, but the game is SO going to be mine."
"Do you have something in mind, Kel?"
She shook her head and giggled. "Not in my mind, but in my hands. And I won't even bring my A game yet, nope, I'll leave it for the final strike." She literally beamed clutching her cell phone closer.
"…Sounds good." The curly haired diva nodded.
"You can mark my words, girls, give it a month and the Rated R superstar will be mine. And little dear Ashley will be just an unpleasant memory to us."
"But, I don't understand." Brooke interjected, a frown on her face "Why don't you just leave them alone and get over it? They seem happy… I find them kinda cute actually."
"Are you serious?" Kelly glared at her with such intensity that if looks could kill…
"I mean Ashley never did anything really against you-"
"Have you forgotten what she did to Layla? She claimed she was her friend and then what did she do? Did she trust her with her dirty little secret? No. Such a friend." She scoffed.
"Yeah." Layla promptly agreed.
"You should be ashamed of yourself for defending that bitch."
"I'm sorry, I didn't-"
"So, what about a visit to the hotel pool?" She interrupted the brunette by turning to Layla with a grin, securing the cell phone in her tight jeans' pocket.
Apparently the possibility of making it look like Adam had kissed her back gave her a greater feeling than the recollection of having been rejected by him again.
Yeah, evil minds are strange to understand sometimes.
So, mentally making a note to herself not to sincerely speak up again on the matter, Brooke rushed outside the room, following her friends.
Coming from the opposite side, Kenny's face lit up as he took glimpse of the blonde diva advancing towards him.
"Kelly, hi…! I was just searching-"
But the Extreme Exposé's leader completely ignored the superstar linking arms with Layla.
So he had no choice but to sadly look after the new 'love of his life' who, without him knowing, didn't need the superstar anymore for her services.
Brooke, trudging behind them, looked at him with sympathy judging from his hurt expression, not knowing exactly what had happened between them being her too busy with Hawkins or Ryder –she still couldn't tell them apart- on that night.
A second later though she had just shrugged it off and was quickening her pace to reach the other two divas.
x—x—x—x—x
"You're still like that?" Ashley inquired with a giggle when she, coming fully dressed out of the bathroom, took glimpse of the shirtless champion who was wearing only his black jeans.
"If someone took my shirt…" He replied with a playful roll of eyes "I would gladly borrow something from you as well baby, but I doubt I'll look any good in one of your tops."
"Ooops, good point. Sorry." She giggled, tossing his t-shirt back at him. "Any plans for the day?"
"Not really." He shrugged "I'll hang out with Kenny or Hawkins and Ryder I guess."
"You can come with me if you want." She offered with a smile.
…But his grimace revealed that a shopping session wasn't definitely one of his priorities.
"What? You like Michelle… and I have the feeling you're not indifferent to me, baby." She joked.
"Totally right about that." He laughed "But it's shopping the thing I'm not exactly down with."
"Aw it's okay," she giggled, coming closer and placing her arms around his neck "I'm not one of those girls who want to change their boyfriends… I'll force you into it another day."
His impressed look turned into an amused chuckle. "Alright, I should have seen that coming."
"Yes, you should have." She innocently smiled before giving him a peck on the lips "See you later, then."
"Oh by the way punkie, any chance you can convince Michelle to room in with Cherry again?" He smirked.
"…Any chance you can convince Kenny to leave us the room?" She teased back.
"Look at you… beautiful, sexy and smart as well."
"Yep, that's me." She laughed, mocking a bow.
"Consider it done, baby." He grinned.
She just giggled, opening the door, then suddenly stopped… a subtle smirk on her lips.
"Oh baby?"
"Yes?" He turned to her.
"I forgot to tell you something."
He nodded, motioning for her to go on.
She lowered her voice in almost a soft whisper.
"Last night was simply amazing." And with a wink she closed the door behind her, leaving Adam with a wide smile on his face.
And as he remained alone in her room, lacing up his shoes, a content sigh escaped his lips.
That was like feeling perfectly happy, then.
And, needless to be told, any thought of Kelly and her last attempt of the previous evening were naively years far from his mind.
