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Timeline errors again here...imagine The Shield haven't happened yet and they're still on NXT. Just a brief mention anyway. I told you the timescale didn't really work lol.

So...if you remember from last time...Punk has someone following him...

After talking with Layla, Punk was clear about what he wanted to do. He knew being with Johnny wasn't going to be easy but he really felt like he wanted to give it a go. He walked quickly along the corridors, popping his head into several rooms as he passed, looking for Johnny. He grinned as he looked into the last room of the corridor and found Dolph checking himself out in the mirror. Phil rolled his eyes and turned to go.

'Hey Sexy,' the blond said, not taking his eyes off his reflection.

'Ziggles' Punk acknowledged. 'Sorry, I won't stay, I'm looking for someone.'

The show stealer turned to look at Punk, smiling at the spark that was back in the eyes of the older man. 'Not me I'm guessing?' He asked with a smirk. 'Not even for curiosities sake?'

Phil smiled. 'No Dolph. Not today. I'm looking for Johnny. Have you seen him?'

Ziggler smiled knowingly, the look in the older man's eyes suddenly making a lot more sense. 'You've made up your mind then? He asked. 'Don't suppose you're going to tell him that you've found someone much more attractive and generally much better…so he should fuck off?' He laughed at Punks shocked expression. 'Relax man, I'm joking. Look, last time I saw him he was in the Locker Room across the hall. He's probably still there.'

Phil walked over to the younger man, hugged him and kissed his forehead, ruffling his hair with a snort of laughter. 'Thanks kid,' he said, heading for the door. 'Oh, by the way, you might wanna think about giving the NXT guys a visit sometime. My sources tell me that theres a very good looking guy down there who has a bit of a thing for you. Let's face it, he's not as good looking as me, but I think he's your type.' Phil grinned to himself and pulled his phone from his pocket, typing a quick message before heading for catering

'I've put in a good word for you Rollins. It's up to you now kid. Good Luck.'

'Hey Punk, wait up bro!'

Phil rolled his eyes and tried to ignore the man behind him, sighing when he felt a hand on his shoulder. He turned and waited expectantly. 'What's up Ryder? I'm in a bit of a hurry.'

Zack shook his head before speaking. 'You're going to see Morrison, right?' Punk nodded and tried to interrupt but the LI native spoke quickly. 'You really need to hear this bro. I'll just give it to you straight up – John doesn't love you.'

Punk straightened up and tried to push past the younger man, only for Zack to grab his arm and spin him back round to look him straight in the eye.

'Look Ryder, I don't know what you think you know, but I can tell you it's none of your fucking business so why don't you just run along and listen to some Carly-Rae What's-her-face ok?'
Punk didn't care for the younger man who stood in front of him. At least not anymore. A year ago he and Zack had been close, that was until Zack had gotten involved with the guy that he was currently dating, the face of the company, the one and only John Cena. As soon as Cena had got his arms around Zack, the younger man had changed. All of a sudden he didn't want to hang out with Punk anymore, or Kofi, or any of his old friends. He just stuck to Cena like glue. In fact this was the first time Punk could remember seeing him without the champ by his side in recent memory.

'Punk, all I'm saying is for your own good bro – Johnny's just playing you. Last week he plants his skank lips all over my John in the hallway and now he says he loves you? Bit convenient don't you think?'

Phil's heart sank. 'Last week? He kissed Cena last week?' The same last week that Phil had told Johnny he was thinking about entering into an actual relationship with him. Phil didn't want to believe it.
'Listen kid, I don't know how you found out about Johnny and me but –'

'Johnny and you?' Ryder asked a little too loudly for Phil's liking. He pulled Zack into an empty room and closed the door behind them.
'Johnny and you?' Zack continued, just as loudly. 'Bro, the last time I spoke to you, Morrison had fucked you and thrown you out – not for the first time I might add – and now its "Johnny and me"? How the hell did that happen bro?'

Punk glared at Zack and replied harshly 'Well if you'd ever take your head outta Cena's ass and speak to any of us then you'd know wouldn't you? My life is none of your concern Ryder. Take my advice and just stay the hell away from me.'

Zack threw up his hands in defeat. 'OK bro – it's your life, but don't say I never warned you.'

Phil watched Zack leave the room and sank to the floor, head in his hands. If there was even the slightest chance that what Ryder had said was true, that Johnny had kissed Cena then that changed everything. Punk sighed. An hour ago he'd been so sure and now he was right back where he'd started.

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