Rampaige. [Editing]

Airport Confession

Friday, June 13: Tampa, Florida - Tampa International Airport

(Nighttime/Approx 10 PM)

PUNK POV-

We roll into the terminal with bags in tow. Both of us have baseball caps on, trying to lay low. Our flight leaves in 30 minutes so we go sit down at the gate. At night, the port can get very quiet. The air is still while we wait. From Tampa to Hamilton, it's only two and half hours. At least we'll be able to catch some Z's when we arrive at the hotel .

After the long training day at the Performance Center, Paige's family friend stopped by and introduced me to Sooki and Jovi (her dog and cat). Sooki was obsessed with me and wouldn't stop wagging her tail whenever I would hold her.

It was cute to see Paige relax even more. When she's at home, it's beautiful because that's the person the fans won't ever get to see Saraya Jade Bevis.

Not Paige, or anyone else. I'm so lucky to see her purest form.

"You tired?" I ask.

"Not really but I'm sure the plane ride will do the trick."

"You know, I really wish we could spend more time together. Like, just you and me. The entire locker room can be freakin' stressful."

"I know, I wish that too. Although I can survive with this. Having you to travel with has been my favorite part lately." She slips her fingers in between mine.

"You take the stress away..." I lift our hands and give the back of her palm a peck.

She smirks.

The weightless, weary feeling overtakes control and in that moment I decide to pour my heart out. It's a necessity, to test her, and hear what she thinks.

Not a lot of people know this, but through the flashy personality that is CM Punk, is a guy who's too sensitive for his own good. A front like Punk protects my emotions from the world's lack of compassion...

"Paige, do you mind if I get things off my chest while we wait?"

"Not at all, babe. I'm listening."

Her stare focuses on me. The gate is still quiet, with only the two of us to share the space.

I let out a deep breath,"I just wanted to say that you're amazing... You really are. I regret not meeting you sooner than I did. The first time I talked to you, it felt like I fell in love, but the married part of my mind denied all of it. My heart didn't." The expression on her face is struck in red highlights, I love when I do this to her.

Our hands are still together. Tilting my head back against the chair, I close my eyes to let it all go, "You have no idea what you do to me. I'm in love you, Saraya... Never thought I'd feel this way again in my life, but damnit, you did it." My vision readjusts after my eyelids lift, squinting to the bright lights above me, then I catch her by the eyes.

She's close to tears.

"The moments when you smile back at me, when you laugh at what I say, when you kiss me, I can't get enough. I'm in love with you because you let me love in a way no one has ever understood."

Near silence.

The only audible thing is her newly paced breathing, like she's trying to make it obvious that she's not on the verge of crying.

"Saraya, I have a question..."

She sniffles, "...Okay."

"Can I love you for the rest of my life?"

I release our grip and wipe away the single tear falling from her cheek.

She smiles wide and shyly laughs before answering, "Please?"

Paige scoots herself closer on the hard cushioned seat and leans in for a kiss I gladly take.

The soundless energy hanging in the air amplifies its meaning. In the dead of night, we only have ourselves. As I close my eyes, the very entity in the kiss joins our souls, and I feel that. Nobody in this world would know, but her, what this means. That's what separates any girl I've ever loved from Paige, she knew I fell in love the second I met her. As hopelessly lost as she was with herself, it would only take one moment for her to find me.

How could I ever let that go?

Parting lips, I wait on her turn to speak.

"...Phil, I'm speechless. I-I've never had anyone love me like you do. And quite honestly, I'll never want another one." Her sleeves act as a tissue, but I hear every word through the muffled response.

"I love you so much, Phil, you mean the world to me. Y'know, I've only known you for a few weeks but something this strong as our relationship makes it like I've known you my entire life. I'm not really good with words, especially this kind, but I feel the same way you do. With you is where I want to be every moment of the day."

Can't help but float in that thought, the corners of my mouth get pulled up in a grin that would make the Joker jealous.

They say if you really love somebody, you have to set them free. I say that's bullshit. It doesn't make any sense-if you really loved somebody you'd hold on as tight as you could, fighting to keep them in your life. With Paige, I don't really have to fight for her, she's been mine from the start because I'm hers.

"I love you... I've probably said that a million times but a million times I mean it." I say as I dive into her stare.

"No I like when you say you love me. I love you too."

I lunge forward and latch onto a pair of lips in front of me. This feeling is beginning to keep me sane, my saving grace...

PAIGE POV-

When we part, I notice my hands shaking to its fingertips. The entire time Phil spoke, my heartbeat increased to a dangerous rate. My stomach had rabid butterflies and I thought I was going to explode in joy. It's only him and the way he is that can ever bring me to such extreme lightness. His words had me melting in his hands. They're authentic, I believe in him. I feel as though I don't deserve someone like Phil but every time this thought pops into my mind, he's quick to remind me that he is mine.

And I'm his.

Please, nobody wake me up if I'm dreaming.

Minutes later, we finally get the chance to board our flight. We walk hand in hand through the tunnel. On the plane, he throws our bags into the compartment above. In the dark cabin, we settle into the first row. I take the window seat and he places himself right next to me. His body dips into the cushion. I curl up and lean my head against his shoulder.

We sit like this until the plane takes off. The tired feeling is finally catching up to me. Before I fall asleep, Phil positions his head on top of mine. I smile and relax into the most comfortable pillow I have...

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Author's Note:

Awe fluff c: they're so cute.