hurts so bad ➳ cmpunk (on hold)

Chapter 2 : Training

Riley's P.O.V-

// Oh, written in the stars,  A million miles away, A message to the main, Oh, Seasons come and go,  but I will never change, And I'm on my way \\

My phone rang as i opened the apartment's door. I looked down at who was calling me. It was a unknown number. But i picked it up anyways.

"Hellooo?" I said as i opened the door.

"Is this Riley?" A man's voice said.

"Yeah. And this is?"

"CM Punk but call me Phil."

"CM Punk? Haha. You gotta be kidding me right?"

"Nope. Anyways. Come down to your lobby. I'm here anyways."

"Alright?" I answered and ended the phone call. I grabbed my snapback, shades and used my sneakers immediatly and headed down.

And wow, in front of my eyes standing and folding his arms is CM Punk, Philip Jack Brooks!

"Hey Punk." I smiled and walked infront of him.

"Wow. Hey." He smiled and looked at me up and down.

"What are you looking at jerk?" I smirked.

"Nothing. This wasn't what i expected." He smiled and shook hands with me.

"What? You mean me?" I asked him. And surprisingly he nodded. "Anyways, lets go up first. I need to change."

-

"Nice apartment you got here." Punk wondered and looked around.

"It's not mine, it's Dylan's."

"Your boyfriend?"

"Nope. I'm single. He's my best friend. And band member." I smiled.

"Your Single?" He came close and smiled at me. His hand we're on my hips.

"Yeah? Got a problem?"

"Nah. Just wondering how can a girl like you be single?"

"I'm a 'Don't Mess With Me' type of person." I smile. "One of them ended up in a Coma. Poor Boy." I smirked to myself.

"Ohh.." He slowly let go of me and sat at the sofa.

"Alright. I'll be changing. Need any drinks just go to the refrigerator and grab some." I said as i headed to my room. I slammed the door shut and quickly opened my closet and choose some boy type of outfit. I used my 'Loser' jumper and my skinnys with a little bit of tears. Also Snapbacks, shades and my fave boots.

Phil's P.O.V-

Wow. At first i didn't think i would be training a beautiful girl. And secondly, Whoa she's tough and fierce.

"Alright. Let's go Punk." She said picking up her hoversack and grabbing a drink.

"And have you packed your stuff cause Vince told me that he was changing his plan's." I told her.

"Vince?"

"Mr. McMahon." I sighed and went over to her.

"Ohh.. Nope. But i could tell Dylan to help me pack my stuff, I guess?" She smiled and went out of the apartment waiting for me to get out. "So what are we taking?"

"My tour bus?"

"Can we take my bike instead or my jeep?" She innocently asked.

"Sorry, but we can't. I'm takng Vince's orders sternly.."

"Sigh.." She said and hung her head low. I ignored her cuteness and headed towards my bus.

Riley's P.O.V-

Randy Orton, Cody Rhodes ,Evan Bourne and Alex Riley were in the bus and i was stunned.

"Guys, this is Riley. And she's my rookie diva. No stupid things must happen in this bus alright." He smiled.

"Hey Beautiful." Cody stepped up to me wanting a kiss.

"Hey. Um, can you um, go away from me? Sorry i didn't mean to be mean." I smiled cheekily.

"Oh, don't worry. I find you cute." He winked and left.

"Alex. Hi." Alex Riley introduced.

"Hi. Um, I'm a big fan of you." I blushed.

"Yeah. And um, love the name." He smirked and went back to his seat.

I put my hoversack down and sat next to Randy Orton who was busy tweeting on his phone.

"Hi Randy?" He was still on his phone. "Hi Randy Keith Orton?" I smiled and looked at his reaction.

"Oh. Hey. Sorry. I was busy with somethings. Punk's Rookie right? Um, Riley is it?"

"Yeah. Thanks for paying so much attention." I sarcastically said and start tweeting too.

[  @RatedR_ : This is the best day ever! The fucking bets day ever! ]

I smiled and recieved a text from Dylan.

[ From : #FuckingBestFriend - DUDE? WHR THE HELL R U? ]

[ To : #FuckingBestFriend - With some wrestlers! I got the fucking job BITCH! Anyways, help me pack my stuff. I'm gonna go to NXT tonight. Luv ya:) _|_ ]

"Hey. I'm Evan. You must be Riley?" A cute dude with really cute dimples stood next to me.

"Hey. Yeah. I'm Riley. Nice to meet you." I smiled.

"Wanna Tour Around?" He asked shyly.

"Yeah. Sure." I replied and got excited.

-

After much tour.

"We're here!" Punk announced. The guys we're taking shifts. Shifts in driving the bus.

"Wow..." I smiled and looked outside the window.

"Shall we?" Cody handed a helping hand.

"Nah. I'm good." I smiled and smacked his hand. I felt like as if we knew for a long time. Shortly after i entered the Arena, Dylan texted me.

[ From : #FuckingBestFriend - Want me to send it to you where ever you are? [

[ To : #FuckingBetsFriend - Guess So. I'm at the Chicago Bulls Arena.]

[ From : #FuckingBestFriend - Okayyy... Meet you there in 15.]

Well, i find Punk really seriously cute.. I feel like kissing him NOW!