Chapter 5:
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A loud knock sounded though the room, making Allie sit bolt right up in bed. She groaned after a moment feeling the throbbing in her head, before flopping back down and covering her face with the pillow. Her search last night for something stronger, had lead her to doing shots with Joe and Jon. That had lead to beer pong with her and Colby facing off against Joe and Jon. After failing miserably at that, she had been challenged to flip cup by Rob and Sami, which she also failed miserably at.
She didn't remember making it to bed last night, but knew she must have done so herself because she was wearing her Ozzy shirt backwards and her shorts were inside-out. The knock sounded again, making her yell out, "WHAT?!" Followed by a whimpering, "Ow," as she held her aching head.
The door opened cautiously and Joe poked his head in. She gazed over at him and had to chuckle at his hesitant look. "They sent you to face the firing squad?"
Joe laughed lightly and spoke softly, "How do you feel?" He moved further into the room. Allie just groaned, making him chuckle again. "That's not surprising. You tried to drink everyone under the table last night. I'd be shocked if you didn't have a hangover."
"Please tell me I didn't say or do anything stupid," Allie grimaced as she sat up slowly.
Joe smiled, shaking his head, "Nah. You called it a night before it got to that point." He scratched the back of his head, with a look on his face trying to think back. "Except for one thing. As you started for the stairs you said something about going to find the keymaster."
Allie covered her bright red face, muffling a, "Oh my God." Joe laughed deeply at her reaction. She made a mental note to kill Stephanie for putting that in her head. She peeked out at him from in between her fingers, "Anything else?"
"No," Joe said, shaking his head, still holding that gorgeous smile, "I think that was bad enough. Awesome that you're a Ghost Busters fan though."
Allie removed her hands, still bright red, but smiled. "Glad you approve. So what's up?"
"Well I wanted to see if you still wanted to hit the gym with us. We're gonna leave after breakfast," he said, as she swung her legs over the side of the bed and made to stand up. She pulled her arms inside her shirt and spun it around, then pushed her arms back through. Joe opted not to comment on it as she seemed embarrassed enough for one morning. "And Sami wanted me to ask you if you wanted anything to eat since you're hung over."
"Where are we going?"
"Oh, he just fired up the stove and I think was pulling out eggs and sausage," Allie snapped to attention, looking at Joe alarmed.
"Sami's cooking?" Joe just nodded, before Allie bolted past him, yelling behind her, "Who the hell let him near the stove?!" She made it down the stairs and skidded into the kitchen getting the attention of the three men in the room. Sami was standing by the stove with a skillet in one hand and a plastic flip in the other. "You, with the skillet. Put those things down, put your hands in the air and step away from the stove, slowly." By this time Joe had joined them in the kitchen and watched with great humor as Sami looked at Allie guiltily and place the items down and switched off the stove.
"Ummm," Sami began, with a look of embarrassment on his face. "I was gonna surprise you with breakfast."
Allie just looked at him completely bewildered, "Have you completely lost your mind? We've talked about this. You, under any circumstances, are allowed to touch that stove."
Sami rolled his eyes and huffed, like a child being disciplined, "Geez... A guy almost burns a house down once and suddenly he's never allowed to cook again?"
Allie just looked at him for a minute, "I'm not even going to justify that with an answer... Now, I'm going to go upstairs and get dressed. When I come back down, we will all go out to breakfast." She turned to face the other three, and pointed back to Sami, "You three watch him. He can be sneaky." Sami huffed again at that, and plopped down into one of the kitchen chairs.
She then made her way upstairs to get dressed. She jumped in the shower quickly, getting rid of the grunge she felt from last night. After she was done, she ran back to her room, and pull on a pair of jeans and an Austin 3:16 t-shirt. She then, quickly dried her hair and applied some basic make-up. Giving herself a quick once over in the mirror, she seemed satisfied with the product after the rushed work. She threw on her leather jacket, stepped into her black ankle boots and then turned to leave the room.
Allie opened the door to her room and took a step out, when a hand suddenly clamped over her mouth and a body pushed her back into her room, closing the door. After recovering from the initial shock, Allie looked up and met the blue gaze of Jon, who looked at her pleadingly.
"Please, don't make a sound," Jon said in a harsh whisper. He leaned his body back against the door, his ear to it, listening. His hand still firmly clamped over Allie's mouth. Suddenly, his gaze snapped back to her and she looked at him annoyed. "Did you just lick my hand?"
Her look turned to a glare as she motioned to his hand still covering her mouth. He put a finger up to his lips, shushing her causing her eyes to widen. She struggled a moment then slapped his hand away, and in a harsh whisper she asked, "What the hell is going on?"
"Please keep it down," he asked almost pleadingly. "Trina's here."
He said pressing his ear back against the door.
"Trina?" Allie asked, confused at first. She thought for a moment before suddenly it hit her. "Trina Michaels?"
Jon rolled his eyes at her, "Yes, Trina Michaels. Now zip it, Chatty Cathy." Allie looked at him with a look of annoyed disgust on her face. She turned away from the door and plopped back on the bed. Obviously she was being held hostage for some reason and wouldn't be allowed to leave until Trina was gone.
Folding her arms across her chest, she whispered out to Jon, who still had his ear pressed to the door listening. "So why am I being held captive? I thought you and Trina were a thing or friends or whatever?"
Jon sighed annoyed at her insistence, "She and I were never a thing and I would hardly call us friends. We just 'hung out' from time to time."
"So I'm being held captive, because you're a man-whore, that doesn't inform chicks that you're a man-whore and aren't looking for anything more than a hook up?" Allie rolled her eyes and flung herself backwards onto the bed. "How do I get myself into these things?"
"I am not a man-whore," he snarled at her, trying to keep his voice down. He had turned towards and moved slightly towards her now.
"Oh yea?" Allie said sitting back up, hiding the fact she was startled by his closeness. "What would you call it then?"
"I just don't like to be tied down. It allows me to keep my options open and let's me be a free spirit," Jon defended.
"So what you're saying is," Allie answered thoughtfully, resting her hand under her chin as if contemplating what he had just told her, "you're a man-whore?" She smirked as he rolled his eyes at her and ran a frustrated hand through his hair. "That still doesn't explain why I have to hide up here with you, Slutty McHoebag."
"Because Sami told her I wasn't here," he grumbled at her.
"And that has what to do with me?" She asked getting annoyed.
"He told her that you and I went out to breakfast together," he said looking at her hesitantly, before blurting out in a loud whisper, "because we wanted some alone time, since we're dating."
"WHAT?!" She shrieked loudly as she shot off the bed. Jon rushed towards her, covering her mouth.
"Would you relax, please," he pleaded. "I really don't want her to know I'm here." Allie took several deep breaths, trying to calm herself, while keeping a hard glare locked on Jon. Suddenly a voice sounded from the hallway.
"Jon?" They heard what had to be Trina's voice moving towards her room. A silent 'fuck' fell from Jon's mouth as he squeezed his eyes shut. Allie sighed heavily, before pulling Jon's hand from her mouth and walking towards the door. Opening the door just enough for her to slide out, she closed it behind her as she was met with a short, blonde. "Oh, I was just looking for Jon. I'm Trina."
"Oh, well Jon's just finishing up getting ready. He and I are headed out to breakfast," she answered, forcing the sweetest smile, before swallowing and spitting out the next part, "I'm Allie, Jon's girlfriend."
"Wow. I thought Sami was kidding," she said, clear to Allie that she was forcing the sweetness too. "Sami said you'd already left."
"No, not yet," Allie answered simply, before tossing back, "but if you thought we were already gone, why are you here?" Before Trina could fumble for an answer, the door behind Allie opened and she watched as Trina's face lit up slightly. Allie subtly rolled her eyes as she felt an arm slide around her waste, as Jon stepped up beside her.
"Hi Jon," Trina cooed, disgustingly sweet at him. It made Allie's blood boil slightly, as an almost jealous feeling ran through her, before quickly shaking it off. She was definitely not jealous. Annoyed? Yes. Jealous? Absolutely not.
"Oh, hey Trina. Didn't know you were here." Jon's voice sounded nonchalantly, from beside Allie. He pulled Allie closer, hugging her to his side. Wrapping her arm around him as well, Allie turned to look up at him.
Electric blue meeting crystal blue, Allie felt a strange flutter in her stomach at that moment, but just swallowed and pushed it away, "Trina said she was looking for you, Sweetheart."
"Oh?" Jon played along, turning to look at Trina, who had to hide a slightly disgusted look when Jon turned to look at her. "Well, I'm sorry, Trina. My lady and I were just on our way out. Maybe some other time?" Before she could answer, Jon turned his attention back to Allie, placing a light kiss on her cheek, before speaking sweetly to her, "Ready to go, baby?"
Allie smiled up at him, keeping up the act as best she could. "Ready when you are, sugar-lips." Jon smirked at her, before pressing another light kiss to her cheek, then leading her towards the stairs. Once at the bottom of the stairs, they saw Sami, Joe, and Colby giving them weird looks. The looks quickly changed when they saw Trina sulking down the stairs behind them.
As they walked passed Sami, Allie gave him a subtle cutthroat sign as he mouthed an 'I'm sorry' to her. "Jon and I are heading to breakfast." She said as Jon went and retrieved a set of keys. "We'll see you guys in a bit. Trina it was nice meeting you." She smiled sweetly towards Trina, who still had a look of shock and disgust on her face.
"Yea, you too," Trina managed to get out, before Jon came back and took Allie's hand leading her towards the door.
They held hands the whole way to the car. Jon spoke up as he went to reach for the handle to The Shield's rental. "You're gonna hate me for this, but she's probably watching and it would be the icing on the cake." Allie looked up at him, slightly confused, as he opened the door for her. Thinking he just meant his gentlemanly manners would through Trina for a loop, she was surprised when he suddenly leaned forward and placed a short gentle kiss to her lips. He pulled back slowly, whispering, "please don't hit me."
Coming out of her fog, she played it off with a sweet smile before sliding into the car. She put on her seat belt as he shut the door and moved around to the driver's side. After sliding into the driver's seat, Jon started up the car and the two headed down the road. The awkwardness started to set in, the further they got from the house.
Jon cleared his throat, before opening his mouth to speak. He snapped it shut, not really knowing what to say to her. Allie pulled out her cigarettes, quickly lighting two at the same time, then handing one to Jon. After taking her first long drag, Allie suddenly busted into laughter.
Jon looked at her for a moment, trying to understand, before she turned and looked back at him, "Did you see her face?" She laughed, "She tried so hard to hide the absolute disgust on her face. Dude, I think you have a stalker on your hands."
Jon groaned loudly, looking out the wind shield, "Tell me about it. She's actually shown up in random cities at our hotels before. I can't tell you how many times I've had to crash in someone else's room." Jon glanced over at Allie, who's head was now against the head rest, and asked hesitantly, "So on a scale from one to ten, how mad are you?"
Allie huffed out a laugh, "oh, I'm pretty hot under the collar." She rolled her head over to look at Jon, "But don't worry buttercup. You'll be making it up to me. Starting with breakfast, cuz I'm still hungover as hell and was definitely not mentally prepared for that."
"Would it help if I said I was sorry?" Jon laughed lightly. Allie pretended to think about it for a minute.
"I'll take the apology," Jon smirked at her answer, "but you still owe me an Allie Day. Starting with breakfast." Jon's face quickly turned disgruntled.
"Yes, pooky," he said sarcastically, making Allie laugh. Hearing her laugh genuinely, brought a slight smile to his face.
"Now, that's the spirit," she answered, Jon was patiently waiting for some kind of sarcastic pet name and of course she didn't disappoint, "snuggle bunny." Jon groaned, making Allie laugh harder.
Allie Day was going by awesomely. During breakfast, which she and Jon had eventually met up with the other three for, Sami told them about how after the kiss, Trina had stormed from the house. Sami apologized again for putting them in the situation, to which Allie asked how Trina had even gotten upstairs.
"She must have snuck by us," Colby said, after taking a sip of his coffee. "After we thought she left, we went into the kitchen to get coffee and the next thing we know you two are walking downstairs acting like lovebirds and Trina's trailing behind you, looking like a kicked puppy." The group all chuckled at that, before changing the topic to something else.
"Jon, you hitting the gym with us?" Joe deep voice, drawled from beside Allie.
"Oh he's going," Allie spoke up, before Jon had a chance to respond. Jon met her gaze from the opposite side of the round table, with a raised eyebrow. "I need a water boy." Joe who had been taking a sip of water, choked and sputtered, while Sami and Colby snorted back laughter from either side of Jon.
Jon leaned forward on the table, with a sarcastic smirk, "Think you're cute, puddin pop?"
"Come on," Allie beamed at him, "We all know I'm adorable." Jon and Allie just stared at each other for a minute while the other three men chuckled. Blowing Jon a teasing kiss, she turned towards Joe. "So when do you guys feel up to going?"
"We can head back to the house and let our breakfast settle before we head out," Joe answered as they all finished up breakfast. "Unless you have other plans for you and your manservant today." He chuckled in Jon's direction. Jon, never looking up and continuing to eat his breakfast, flipped Joe off.
"Well I do need a shopping buddy," Allie teased. Jon just turned his head up and glared at her. "No?" He just continued to glare. "Ok, how bout you Colby? Joe? Sami hates going shopping with me."
"I hate going shopping, period," Sami cut in from beside her. "It's nothing against you."
"Where you going?" Colby asked.
"Probably just the mall across the street."
"I think I'll pass this time, Hun," Joe said, making Allie give him a disappointed pout. "Don't do that," Joe laughed. "I just don't feel like dodging fans today at a mall that's bound to be packed with fan girls."
Allie sighed, "I guess I can understand that." She turned her attention back to Colby, "What about you Colbs?" He gave her a shrug and a nod in confirmation making her smile. She then look over at Jon, "you know you want to go." Jon just smirked and shook his head. "But what if Trina's there and she sees me with Colby? She might start rumors about me cheating on you with Colby. That could cause tension in the group and you guys might start fighting. The Shield could break up just because you wouldn't go to the mall with me. I don't want to be responsible for that. Do you know what the fan girls would do to me?"
Jon just stared at her, "Really? That's your argument?"
"Hey, it could happen," she shrugged. Jon just rolled his eyes at her, making her give him big puppy dog eyes, "please?" Jon just groaned and put his head down. Allie smiled brightly as Joe high-fived her for being able to play Jon.
After the group finished breakfast, Joe and Sami headed back to the house, while Colby, Jon, and Allie headed to the mall. After about two hours of shopping, Allie and Jon were walking down the mall, while Colby was off buying a gift for his girlfriend.
Jon was carrying several bags in his left hand, most of which were Allie's, while she carried a couple as well. They had just rounded a corner, when Jon felt Allie's hand slide into his. He looked down at their joined hands, before glancing up at her, but her gaze was fixed ahead of them. Looking in the same direction, Jon saw what had caused the abrupt show of affection. A group of five or six women were standing around talking, and amongst them was Trina.
Trina, of course had seen them and made her presence known, "Hi Jon!" She said walking up to him. Jon just nodded at her, pulling Allie closer to him. "Do you have a minute?" Allie couldn't believe this chick. She wanted nothing more than to put this bitch in her place, but thought it best Jon handle it however he wanted.
"I can't Trina," Jon said, letting Allie's hand go and wrapping his arm around her waist. He pulled her tight against, almost as if using her as a security blanket. This made Allie smile slightly as he continued talking, "I wanna spend as much time with my girl as possible before I leave tomorrow. Sorry." There was that weird fluttering feeling again. Allie pushed it aside, as Jon looked at her and smiled. "Come on, baby. I promised you a new watch. Let's go get you one." As they walked away, neither cared to look back for Trina's reaction, but just to add insult to injury, when Jon looked over at Allie, she was the one to lean forward and place a soft kiss to his lips. Jon smirked, when she pulled away, and kissed her gently on the tip of her nose. "You're enjoying this aren't you?"
"Immensely," she giggled. "So do I really get a watch?" Jon only rolled his eyes and poked her gently in the side, making her laugh.
"Let's go find Colby and get the hell out of here," Jon said, keeping her at his side. Neither attempted to break apart from the other, as they continued along through the mall.
A/N: Hope you enjoyed the new chapter. Let me know what you think. Drama is coming...
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