And a decision was made.

I decided to go home, and by home I mean to Boston and spend a few days with Steph and Hunter.

I was too gutless to face Adam, seeing his face would kill me. Jeff on the other hand, I couldn't spend time with without my whole body drawing myself to him. In all honesty, I didn't want to fall in love with Jeff, I knew it would be a dead end road and I would end up getting hurt. He was that man your parent's told you to stay away from, not to get on the back of his motorbike. Ironic, as he wanted to teach me how to ride one in Cameron. Nevertheless, I couldn't control myself around him. He had this hold over me, the only way I could get some thought around this whole situation was away from him.

I walked into my room at Hunter's house; it appeared just the way I left it. I was a pretty plain person, so when Hunter insisted on painting my room the colour of my choice when I moved in, I chose a creamy white. I love the way it looked fresh and crisp off of the floorboards. On top of the fire place I kept Polaroid photos of the gang and my family. I picked up one of Adam and I and broke down instantly – what have I gotten myself into?

I heard a knock at the door – damn I thought I was home alone. I turned to see Steph standing there looking and me with concern.

'Sorry,' She started 'Your door was wide open.'

'I thought you were out grocery shopping.' I said quietly.

'Nope, just Hunter. I thought we could go get our hair done?' She suggested as she walked over to me grabbing my hair. 'Those roots guurrl' She exaggerated her American accent. Stephanie McMahon, forever my personal beauty consultant.

'I don't really feel like doing anything at the moment.' I sighed honestly, plonking myself down onto my bed and tossing up the picture of Adam and I into the air. She picked it up and studied it, then gently sat down next to me.

'Thank you, by the way, for not taking that storyline with my Dad. Ugh, the man is weird sometimes. Did you know that he wanted Shane and I do fall be romantically involved on camera? Like, he is my brother!' She shuddered. 'What's going on?' She asked referring to the photo. 'Are you two ok?'

'I don't know.' I answered.

'Are you breaking up?' She cut to the chase.

'I don't know.' I repeated myself.

'What are you fighting about?'

'Steph, I can't talk to you about this.' I snapped.

'Cat, you can tell me anything.' She begged. 'Why can't you tell me?'

'Because you are literally my boss.' I said bluntly. She sighed and rested her chin in her hands.

'There's drama behind this, isn't ther?' She asked quietly.

'Not yet.' I replied.

'Ok – let's make a deal.' She proposed, sitting upright back to her perfect posture. 'If you tell me what is going on, I'll tell you about my meeting in New York. You know the emergency one?' I gave her a confused look. 'Cat, you want to know this exciting, world of wrestling changing information. I haven't even told Hunter. It changes everything… in the best way possible.'

I was too nosey to refuse. 'Ok, promise?' I asked.

'Scout's honour.' She saluted me. We both laughed.

'Adam and I aren't fighting,' I started. 'I just know we are about to start.' She nodded in thought, processing this information.

'So you have found out something – oh!' She gasped. 'Is there someone else? Another girl?'

'Not that I know of.' I shook my head.

'Then what has he done?'

'It's what I've done.' I corrected her. I was the bad person, and I wasn't proud of myself.

'You're seeing someone else.' She stated.

'Well, no…' I said awkwardly 'I just slept with someone, I am a major idiot.'

'Well I can't judge you considering how Hunter and I started.' She was right. 'This guy isn't with the company right?'

'No.' I lied blatantly. A little white lie doesn't hurt anyone, right?

'Do you love Adam?' She asked.

'I want to. I really care about him, and now I am going to hurt him.' My eyes full of tears, Steph grabbed my hand. 'But this other guy, he has this hold over me. He makes me feel so… different. It scares me.'

'Is that a good thing?' She looked puzzled.

'I've never felt this way before.' I whispered. There was a silence, and then Steph spoke up.

'Please for your career sake, keep this on the down low. But for your heart's sake, I think you need to take as much time as you need to figure out what you want. Does Adam know you're here?'

I shook my head. 'I just told him I couldn't go with him. He doesn't usually ask many questions.' I was done with this topic. 'Ok, you're turn!'

'Cat, you have to keep this information more confidential and private than anything before.' She warned, pointing at me.

'Like the information I just told you.' I gave her a stern look.

'Ok.' She nodded. 'I'm just going to say it. There is no more WCW. We win. No more Monday Night Nitro or whatever, no more competition as we have bought them out!' She threw her hands up in the air and started a happy dance. She was right, this was big news. 'We are in the process of talking to both Creative and WCW superstars for some sort of Invasion storyline which will happen probably around July. This is why you can't say anything as you could imagine the uproar, competition is fierce already.'

'I can't believe this. The Attitude thingo worked.' I was really shocked. She was right, the guys are going to hate the extra competition.

'Things are going to change big time, Cat, for all of you. Hopefully for the best.' She squealed as she skipped out of my room, leaving me to just sit there looking like a stunned mullet. I saw her head pop back around my door frame.

'So are you coming to the hairdressers or not? You need a good chop, too.'

I rolled my eyes and followed her out of the room.

I woke up the next morning to my phone buzzing. Groaning with annoyance, I rolled over to look at who it was. If it wasn't Vince Russo from creative I wouldn't have answered.

'Hey Vince.' I sighed into the phone, wanting more sleep.

'Hey Angel!' He sounded excited. This must be good. 'Happy New Year! Sleep ok?'

'Uh yeah, actually, like a log.' I got over the period where I was too stressed to sleep as my thoughts just make me completely tired.

'I have a job for you.' He stated.

'Alright, shoot.'

'We need you to feature in a film clip.' He said with enthusiasm. 'You have been actually requested by the band themselves.'

Wow, this was really exciting! Especially as music was a huge passion of mine. 'Who?' I asked eagerly into the phone.

'Blink 182. They are releasing a new track called "First Date" and want you in the film clip. They also requested Jeff Hardy so you'll be featured opposite him.' My excited heart fell into my stomach; I was not ready to face that man yet. 'I thought you would be okay with this as you two seem to be good friends. Although I have also heard the opposite...' There was a brief silence as I felt my body go numb. What was I going to say to Jeff when I saw him? Do I ignore him? I didn't even know how I felt about the whole situation. I hadn't even found the guts to tell Adam or even speak to him so what were I going to tell Jeff? 'Cat, are you still there?' I heard Vince's voice break my trail of thoughts through the phone.

I was knocked back into reality. 'Uh yeah.'

'You don't really have a choice for this one, it's our decision and I think it will be good for you.' He said, sensing my hesitation.

'No, I'm totally keen for this!' I wasn't lying, Blink 182 were my absolute favourite band. 'Will I get to meet them?

'Well, not on set, but it will be released simultaneously to an epic storyline happening later this year,' He stated. 'I can't tell you anything about that though. We'll have them appear on an episode to promote themselves, just like Ashton Kutcher last year with Adam, yourself and Jay. The band are very excited to meet yourself and Jeff.' It didn't matter that he couldn't tell me because I knew exactly what he was talking about to no knowledge of his. I felt a bit sneaky, ok very sneaky.

'Well, please let whoever needs to know that I am eternally grateful for this opportunity.' I asked him.

'You fly out next week to L.A for filming. Meet Jeff at the airport as he has all the details for hotel rooms etcetera. Cheerio.' He said before hanging up. My mind floated back to last December when Ashton Kutcher appeared on an episode of Raw is War to promote his movie 'Dude, Where 's My Car?' where we were in a backstage segment with him. He was trying to tell us about his movie, but we acted confused and thought that he had literally lost his car. We then got upset with him, feeling as if he accused us of stealing his car. I smiled thinking about how Adam came up with the whole scene – he has the funniest sense of humour. My stomach sank at this thought.

I arrived at the airport in Los Angeles and looked around. I had never set foot in California before, the air already smelt different. I was different to Jeff and preferred the bigger, fast paced cities while he liked living in a small town of only a few hundred people. See, we wouldn't work, I told myself.

As I was waiting for my luggage I felt someone behind me. 'Kitty Cat.' A deep southern voice startled me. I spun around to see Jeff standing there, smirking at me. His green eyes twinkled from the reflection of the window. His hair was a purple mess – he had clearly tried to colour it himself. 'I've missed you. It's good to see you.' Why was he being so nice? My heart fluttered.

'You're hair looks terrible.' I said flatly, giving him a plain look.

He laughed as he saw my pink suitcase on the conveyer belt and grabbed it.

'I can do that myself.' I said with annoyance. 'Let me carry it.'

'It's cool.' He said quietly.

We drove in silence back to the hotel room which we had unfortunately been placed together in.

'Why did you tell them it was okay?' I asked angrily, breaking the silence. He gave me a confused look.

'I didn't think it was a big deal.' He stated shrugging his shoulders as he drove the hire car.

'Well it is.' I shot at him. 'We're in separate relationships. It's completely inappropriate and unprofessional.'

'Don't you think it's a bit late for that, now?' He chuckled.

'Wait until I tell Hunter about this.' I added crossing both my arms and legs.

'Do you even hear yourself?' He asked in disbelief. 'You sound like the biggest hypocrite, right now.'

'Not really, it unprofessional due to what has happened between us.' I explained.

'Don't be such a condescending idiot.' He argued. I gave him a hurt look of disbelief. 'Oh you're hurt? If you're going to act like this then I'll just pay for my own damn room.'

I let it go. He was right, I was overreacting. Well I guess it's a side effect of being nineteen and having PMS.

When we got to the hotel Jeff pulled into a carpark and turned off the car. Although he didn't get out. 'You're not an idiot.' He apologized softly.

I shook my head. 'No, I am. I was being ridiculous. You're right. I just don't know how to act around you now.' I added.

'Just be yourself. That's all I want.' He spoke softly as he looked directly into my brown eyes. 'Promise me we won't talk about "us" until we have finished filming this video. It may make it awkward.'

'Us'? I thought. 'Jeff, there is no "us"' I spat out without thinking. 'You and Beth, Me and Adam. Simple.'

He shook his head and rolled his eyes in defeat. 'We'll chat about it later.' He got out of the car and slammed the door, grabbing our bags and marching into the hotel. That's one angry Hardy brother you made there, Cat.

'Are you serious? I fucking hate working with Wrestlers!' Cried Johnny Irwin, the director of the film clip. 'They can't act to save their lives. I hate this huge fascination around them at the moment.'

I stared a Jeff in disbelief as he looked amused. I could not believe how arrogant this guy was being. He turned around stared at us like we were zoo animals, taking us in.

'Angel and Hardy.' He said bluntly. 'Basically what we are trying to capture is a teenage-like date. Jeff, you'll meet Cat at a bedroom window and she'll climb through it to imply she's sneaking out and we'll just film you doing date like things. It shouldn't be too hard for you guys to look like you're having fun, right?'

I couldn't believe this guy's nerves. I loved acting. In fact, I hoped to get into some form of acting after my time with the company. Johnny walked away as Jeff put his arm over my shoulders to calm me down.

'Forget about him, we've got this.' He reassured me.

'Let's get all Stanislavsky on him.' I joked. He looked at me puzzled.

'Staniz-what?'

'Now I understand why wrestlers have a bad reputation in the acting department.' I joked as he pushed me away.

'Can I get you guys running down the street?' Johnny came over and directed us as the crew set up a few cameras. 'You're coming from the window so please hold hands, because that's where we are going to end when we film that in a moment.'

Jeff held his hand out and I reluctantly placed my hand in his.

'Remember, honeymoon infatuation is what we are after.' Johnny yelled at us, doubt written across his face.

Jeff leaned into my ear. 'Just think of right after we…' He trailed off and I punched him in the stomach, although he barely felt it. 'Weak.' He laughed as I rolled my eyes. It was way too soon to joke about that.

'Action!' We heard Johnny yell as we ran down the road. 'Cut! No! At least look at him, Cat! If he's worth sneaking out for you must be crazy about him.' He looked unimpressed. We tried it again and he seemed a lot happier with it.

After filming a few scenes where I climb through a window, ate dinner opposite Jeff, rode around on scooters and threw sand at each other on the beach and many more, we came together to film our last one in front of a tall fountain.

'Ok guys, just give me the most passionate kiss you have ever been a part of and we'll be done. It'll need to last a while as we are going to pan a camera around you.' Johnny directed as my heart did a flip. I wasn't ready to kiss him again; it even was hard to come into contact with the guy. He stared me down, looking deep into my eyes and giving me that same look he gave me before he took me on Christmas night. He gently placed his hand on my cheek, grabbing a fist full of my hair, and pulled me in close to him, giving me the most passionate kiss I have ever received. He got straight into it and Johnny hadn't even called action yet. I swear the passion and intensity in our kisses grew each time we do it.

'Well, someone is keen.' Laughed Johnny. 'Ok, start panning.'

Electricity ran through my body as I collapsed into him as he explored my mouth with his tongue.

'Five, four, three, two, one…' I could hear Johnny count down but we didn't stop. We continued in our tongue wrestle as we forgot about our surroundings for a moment. Johnny piped up again. 'Done guys, you can relax.' I tore myself away from Jeff who was breathing really heavy. 'Unlucky for you too, we got what we need there.' Johnny smirked.