Rampaige. [Editing]

Not Lovers

Author's Note:

Guys I might be deleting Ruined. Maybe. Probably. Only because I'm lazy and don't wanna continue it smh

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Saturday, June 14: WWE Live - Hamilton, Ontario, Canada; First Ontario Centre

(1 hour before show time)

PAIGE POV-

Punk and I are standing in the middle of a hallway just past the make up station. Already in our gear, we talk about the new summer storyline set to continue on Monday Night Raw in Cleveland, Ohio.

"Are you excited, babe? Raw in Cleveland is perfect," I ask.

"It'll be awesome. My whole family's gonna be in the front row too."

"Nice! I can't wait to see the crowd go crazy for you."

"You know, I've already told my sister about, well, about us."

"Really, when was this?"

"Back in Chicago. After April stormed out of the house, the first person I called was my sister Chez."

"What'd she say?"

"Well I told her that I fell in love with you and..." Every time he says 'fell in love', my heart skips a beat. He continues, "She told me she's okay with what I do as long as I'm happy."

He leans against the wall, crossing his arms. I'm relieved at the answer. I thought I would have had to avoid Mrs. Brooks in the long run.

"So begs the question... Are you happy Phillip Jack Brooks?" Standing closer, I point my chin up towards his face. I'm on my tip toes as well.

He flashes a smirk, "The happiest I've ever been, all thanks to you Saraya Jade Bevis." Hearing my real name from him feels too sweet.

He leans down and we meet lips, where it leaves a pleasant taste.

"Hey you two lovebirds!" I hear a sharp voice interrupt the moment then I turn to my right where it was thrown from.

"Hey what's up, Summer?" Phil says. I descend back to my heels and hold my lips in like I just applied chapstick, trying to keep the kiss on them.

She walks over to us, "I just wanted to say that I'm excited to watch your guys' matches later!"

"Thanks girl. It's gonna be fun, as always." I reply her overly enthusiastic statement.

"So Paige, Wade said he was looking for you. I told him I'd send him your way."

I do a facepalm in my mind.

She doesn't know the real drama between Bad News and I, and the fact that he's the last person I want to see when I'm with my man.

"Um okay, I'll be sure to talk to him soon."

"Alright, cool. And Punk, thanks again for the training time. We should do it again someday! Lord knows I could use all the help I can get." She laughs a laugh that seems forced. I control myself from doing a scrunched up scowl.

"Yeah for sure, whenever I have a chance to go to the Performance Center!" He says.

"Alright, well, I'll see you guys later. Take care!" She turns and waves off, strutting in each step to the end of the hall then disappears into the turn.

"Phil, you're not allowed to visit the center ever again." I frown.

"Aw babe, you're hot when you get jealous." He laughs and leaves a kiss on my temple.