Rampaige. [Editing]

The One

We've reached Chapter 21! :D

Saturday, June 10: Green Bay, WI

PUNK POV-

Tired, sore, drained but we made it to Green Bay. The night, which is turning into dawn as we enter the hotel, is deathly quiet as we make the way up to our room. I'm dragging all belongings, managing to drag my body with them while I'm at it. Just another day as a WWE Superstar. Paige is trudging along right behind me in the empty hallway. We're silent because we know a bed is waiting and that's all we really want.

The car ride did provide interesting conversation though. We spoke about everything you can name. I'm pretty sure we covered how the universe was created, but I'd have to check.

I slip in the card key and pop the door open. Two large beds sit so perfectly made in the rectangle space. We settle in then plop onto the mattresses. It's almost 6 AM and I have an autograph signing in a DVD store at 11.

Alright, I guess I'll have 3 hours of sleep again. I set a phone alarm accordingly before resting my head on a pillow. I look to the left and see Paige knocked out, nearly snoring already. That seems so good to do right now so I follow her and sleep away...

(3 hours later)

I'm woken up by, not my phone alarm, but a body sprawled across me. I take a few seconds to straighten my vision and there's Paige on her phone. She's on her back over my stomach as she's texting away towards the ceiling. Her shirt is riding up so I give her abdomen a tickle and she twitches.

"Well, goodmorning to you too." I say. Her weight actually feels nice on me so I don't try to get her off.

"Morning, babe." She's still looking at her phone.

"Really? I'm less interesting than your phone? Really?"

Paige finally looks over at me, "Aww, Phil.. nothing could ever make you less interesting. I just needed to respond to a few people." I love her accent.

She drops her cell on the bed and sits up on the adjacent edge. There's a draft where her body was, now it feels kind of empty.

"How was your nap?" She asks.

"Not enough but I'll take it. How about yours, did you dream of me?" I joke.

"Why would I need to dream of you if I have you in real life?"

"Touché, babe, touché."

Paige laughs as I sit up next to her. A little too quickly, the room spins for a moment. "Hey, I have a signing in a couple hours."

"Ooo, sounds fun."

"Yeah, it should be. I was thinking about having you there with me." (Actually, that thought literally happened at that moment.)

"Me at the signing? Wait, can we do that?"

"Why not? I'm sure the fans will love it." I throw an arm over her shoulders.

"Okay, I'll be there!" She lands a kiss on my cheek. I turn to her and give a peck back on the lips.

All of a sudden, a phone goes off.

Thinking it's just my alarm, I stand to grab mine from the drawer and freeze at the sight of a familiar name on the screen.

It's April calling.

Paige sees who it is and looks up to me, "You're still gonna have to talk to her, you know that. Answer it Phil."

Hesitantly, I slide to unlock and hold the phone to my ear. "Hello?" I ask, then settle on the bed across from where Paige is patiently sitting, her eyes glued on me.