I DO NOT OWN ANYONE OR ANYTHING IN THIS STORY BESIDES THE OC'S.
A Couple Weeks Later-
I was pushing my suitcase shut zipping it up before pulling it off my bed to roll it behind me. I was nervous about this whole weekend, Jeff had us flying in today and the first show isn't until tomorrow so we had time to explore the city.
"Come on April, we are going to be late." Jeff yelled throughout the house. I headed out of my room going out to the living room where Jeff already had everything packed and in his hand.
"Ready." I said almost certain that I was ready for this trip as Jeff nodded leading me out to his car where we put out suitcases into his trunk. "Matt isn't dropping us off?" I asked curiously.
"Nah, he had plans today so we are just going to park there." Jeff said as I nodded as I went to claim the passenger seat where I buckled up letting Jeff drive us to the Charlotte airport where we were to fly out. The airport was busier than I would have thought it would be for a Thursday afternoon but what did I know about being in an airport? I had never flown before so I wouldn't know how busy an airport could be. We waited in line to check in for our flight, dragging our bags to the security that had to take our bags to check them and such. Jeff and I then moved to another line that took us through our own security before we got to the different flight boarding areas. Jeff and I got separated into two different security lines to get through the updated body scan machines that was taking one person at a time and the x-ray scanners for our carry-on bags. I met Jeff on the other side in which I grabbed my carry-on bag along with my shoes that I slid back on even though they were uncomfortably on, they had to do until we got to our terminal. Upon finding our terminal, I sat down fixing my shoes before Jeff dragged me to the nearest restaurant to pick up some food to take with us back to our terminal in which we ate the food that was recently purchased whilst we were killing the numerous minutes that we had until it was time for our flight. I understood that they always said to get to the airport two hours in advance because that security did take a good minute to get through but here we sat bored out of our mind trying to find stuff to do to entertain ourselves much less did you want to pull things out of your carry-on only having to put them back in a moments notice. After what seemed a century of waiting, they began to make announcements about the flight we were taking up to New York. I was glad we were flying opposed to driving on the aspect we will get there a lot sooner but I wished we were driving because the amount of time we waited in the airport for this damn flight we could be already a few hours closer to New York. All this talk could just be my nerves as well but Jeff knew what he was doing and what was best. I followed Jeff into the line, moving our way closer to the front of the line where Jeff handed over the two boarding passes that allowed us access to walk along the tunnel that led us to the plane where we climbed on the carrier plane. Jeff led us to our seats where he let me slide in first to have the window seat and he plopped into the middle seat beside me. I grabbed the buckles on either side of me and began to put the two pieces together. I began to nervously tap my fingers against the arm rest before I felt Jeff grasp the hand closest to him letting it rest and slide into his bigger hand. "You're going to be just fine, just hold onto my hand and squeeze whenever you are afraid." Jeff spoke as I nodded and did a soft smirk as I looked out the window trying to calm myself but Jeff's hand continued to hold onto mine making me feel more comfort in flying that he was right here with me. I know it sounds stupid to think I felt more comfortable or protected having Jeff there or holding onto his hand, because that won't be able to save me if we went crashing down but it was nothing but sweet and calmed my nerves that he cared and was trying to ease my nerves. After I saw the last of the bags being put onto the belly of the plane and the employees tugging at the large tubes and cables that were attached to the plane allowing the plane to be cleared to be taxi out onto the runway. I felt Jeff's other hand patting at the top of my hand in a soothing manner as the the plane began to move in a backwards manner and I dug my other hand into the armrest as I wasn't sure what to expect or what this whole thing was going to feel like. The plane was moving slowly whilst the stewardess was doing their spill on safety and such. The captain finally came on only to state that it was clear for take-off. I rested my head back against the head rest squeezing Jeff's hand as tight as I could waiting for this take-off. Jeff spoke softly trying to calm me down and I was nodding, slowly releasing pressure to his hand with each thing he spoke. The plane began his ascent into the air and when the plane began to level out in the blue sky, with the view out the window I could see the clouds below us that looked like giant fluffy pillows and the other area we were with was so blue, the bluest I had ever seen the sky. Once it was leveled out, I let go of Jeff's hand and I blushed oh so lightly at how I reacted to the whole thing. It wasn't that bad, we were still alive and that the whole take-off process wasn't too bad but I think I was fearing the whole landing process more so because we were going head first towards the ground.
"Sorry." I stated as I bit at my bottom lip and he gently chuckled.
"It's fine…it is normal for first time flyers; I was the same way when I first flew." Jeff said with a shrug.
"Well, I hope that the flight back I won't be as nervous or worried." I said as he nodded.
"Over time you will more and more comfortable with the whole concept of flying. You want anything to drink?"
"No thanks…"
"Not even a water or a soda?" Jeff asked as I let out a soft chuckle.
"You know, my mind immediately went to alcohol because I thought you were trying to make me more relaxed." I said with another chuckle and Jeff laughed.
"If that is what it will take to make you more relaxed then I could purchase you some alcohol for you, but I highly don't recommend it though."
"I don't need any, maybe just a soda or water…" I said.
"You can get both, they will also give you a snack. The snack may not be much but it will tide us over until we land and can actually go for a meal. I was thinking, when we land we will grab our bags, grab a cab to our hotel for the night then stay the night in to rest up since it has been a long day and tomorrow will be longer since I would think we can go out to explore the city before the show."
"That does sound good, what about Saturday? When are we flying out Sunday?" I asked curious what Jeff had planned for the next couple days.
"Well, Saturday I was going to see what we didn't do tomorrow and to see how we are feeling."
"How we are feeling as in?" I asked not sure what he meant. I only presumed that I would feel good because all I would be doing is wrestling and I have wrestled in training many times before this. I have worked so hard towards this and have put Heather into so many body slams for this day alone.
"After your match and from our celebration."
"Shouldn't we celebrate Saturday?"
"You want to celebrate Saturday?"
"Yes, only because that would be the end and celebrating a successful two-day wrestling shows and a way to end it all." I said with a shrug.
"Then we will celebrate Saturday then. We leave Sunday afternoon so we will have time to kind of take our time in the morning to get ready and such." Jeff said as I wasn't sure what this whole celebrating with Jeff. What did he mean by celebrate? Did he mean going to go get drinks or did he mean hanging with the guys or did he mean splurging on a large pizza? I was about to find out and I was along for the ride because I wanted to experience it all because this was what I had signed up for and what I wanted to do for so long so this was what I needed to do. Jeff began to list what we could do in New York and we discussed these things that he had listed off as to what we both wanted to do and what we should do. The flight had went by faster than I had imagined it would have went, but I think that was the perks of chatting the whole time. The captain made the announcement that we would be begin the descent and by instinct I grabbed Jeff's hand again squeezing harder than I had before but this time instead of trying to comfort me all I heard was Jeff chuckle. Did pain make him laugh that hard or was it that funny that I was scared? Either way, I was holding on for dear life as we were going faster than I thought we should have been towards the ground until I felt the wheels of the plane finally hit the cement. Now more than ever the plane felt like it was going faster than ever but you can feel that the brakes were being applied heavily to get the plane to slow its speed. I did not let go of Jeff's hand until the plane had gotten to a speed that I felt comfortable with. "You survived your first flight, only one more to get through." Jeff said as he patted at the top of my hand, "It will be easier the second time around, I promise you that." Jeff said as I nodded as the plane then got taxied into the airport and the terminal that was our planes designated spot. I unbuckled my seat belt not wanting to wait much longer, I had hit my limit on being confined to this plane but I had to get used to being on a plane if I were to fly further than New York because flying to California was at least four hours without any stops. I cannot think that far advance, I had to get through this weekend first before I even begin to think of the any other promotions. My mind was thinking ahead of itself but I was beyond excited about this. As the plane was taxied into the terminal then we were told we could begin unbuckling and getting ready to get off this plane. I unbuckled my seat belt and began collecting my things to get off this plane, I stood up hunching over the seat in front of me so I wouldn't hit my head on the overhead compartments when Jeff did the same thing only to feel his hand grip mine.
"Why are you holding my hand?" I asked curiously, I was not complaining one bit because it was Jeff Hardy. No, I should be complaining because him and I should not have anything happen between us. After the long months of watching Heather flirt with him, it made me quench in anger because she was here just to get into Jeff's pants but here I stood wanting to hold Jeff's hand. Was I becoming Heather? I did not want to become her or that person that contradicted herself. But I also felt that I was a different case than Heather, I got into training because I wanted to train and wanted to wrestle as a career, not because who it was training me. True, it being the Hardy boys did make me even more excited to get into the ring because to be frank, Jeff and Matt were big inspirations of mine as to wanting to wrestle. They were both favorites of mine as I grew up so to be taught by them meant a lot because I was learning from legends and from people I had the most upmost respect for. I was different than Heather, I started this for what I am doing right now and that is to travel to bookings and to wrestle as a career and not to get into Jeff's pants. Over the last however long, I have bonded with Jeff on another level and he has shared so much wisdom with me. I feel like as much as I am still attracted to Jeff and the long hours I had spent imagining and wishing in this dream land that Jeff and I were hook up together. Who did have these sick twisted thoughts besides normal fangirls? True, I hated that term because I considered myself different from the rest but we all read those posts or made up stories involving our favorite wrestlers. I felt something for Jeff, kept telling myself it was just a sibling friendship thing our bond has grown into more than anything else. Don't read too much into this April, get your feelings in check.
"So we get off this plane, we won't lose each other."
"You are just overreacting; it won't be that busy Jeff." I said with a chuckle and thought he was just overreacting.
"I'm not, this airport is way busier than the Charlotte airport, we are in a bigger city and this airport is triple the size of ours so I have reasons to hold your hand." Jeff said as I just shrugged it off, if he felt the need to hold my hand because he thought I would get 'lost' from him then so be it. As it was announced that the door was open and we can now begin to get off the plane, Jeff fought for us to get into the aisle and I kind of cut people off due to Jeff tugging at my hand to keep me close to him. As we walked through the tunnel that connected our plane to the terminal of the airport, we arrived to step on the actual cement flooring of the terminal in the New York airport. I did not want to move and I knew I was going to block the human traffic of those that were coming off this flight, but I just stared around the huge building trying to soak in every detail of the airport, true I was going to see it again in a short few days but I wanted to remember everything. This was my FIRST booked wrestling shows, I wanted to remember everything from my first gig. This was a monumental moment for any wrestlers, well I just presumed it was for all new and upcoming stars. "Come on." Jeff said tugging at my hand and pulling me out of my zoned out state. I quickly followed him towards bathrooms in which we both used before he grabbed my hand leading us towards baggage claim and let him do all the work on figuring out which claim was ours because I honestly did not know what I was doing. I stood beside Jeff, by this time he had let go of my hand as his arms were now crossed over his chest as we were staring at this metal machinery that I presumed will bring us our baggage. The red alarm begin to sound and light up getting everyone's attention, I only thought that this was it and how they would symbolize it was time to get our things. I followed Jeff by stepping a little bit closer to the claim so we could see better. Soon there was bags that were beginning to fill the claim that was going around the predesigned layout of the claim. My eyes were scanning each one bag that had come into my eyesight to see if it was mine. When my bag had come into my view, before I could move to go grab it Jeff was already making his move up there grabbing the bag for me as he stood there and grabbed his that were only a couple bags after mine. I honestly didn't see his bag and I was mere surprised he recognized my bag but he was the one that did buy it so I guess it was meant to be for him to recognize it. Jeff rolled the two bags back to where I had stood and rolled my bag a little further towards me.
"Thanks." I said with a smile as he smiled too.
"No problem. Now we need to go get a rental car." Jeff said as I had no idea where to go. I felt like I was blind and so not prepared for this trip. I am an adult but I don't even know how to do adult things like when it comes to traveling. I followed close behind Jeff dodging around people that were hurrying here and there until Jeff had gotten to multiple ticketing looking like places that had rental car businesses signs hanging above each booth. "Do you mind standing aside with our luggage as I go get our car?" Jeff asked curiously.
"Not at all." I said shaking my head no whilst I spoke as he handed me his bag. I looked around to find a better spot to stand aside so I rolled both bags over to claim the empty spot close to the wall to take up less space watching as Jeff waited in line. I was so bored just waiting and just watching as the man slowly moved through the line to get up to the counter.