Who Would've Thought (WWE Fanfiction)

Chapter Fifteen

Punk's POV

Angel and Sansha were standing outside as Randy and I drove up. We got out to help them with their luggage. I stared at Angel trying not to be obvious. She looked different. Not bad or anything just different. She was wearing a hoodie and it was almost 90 degrees outside. I hugged her. Surprisingly, she put her arms around my neck and pulled me close.

"You missed me?" I whispered in her ear. I pulled back to look into her eyes. I couldn't read them. I wonder what's going on in that little brain of hers, I thought.

Angel's POV

"Why the confused face, Punky?" He stared into my eyes as if he was searching for something. Oh God! Did Randy say something? He promised not to.

"It's nothing really. What's up with the hoodie? How are you not about to pass out?" He tugged on the sleeve.

"It's comfortable," I answered with what I hoped was a convincing enough smile.

"Just don't go and faint on me. Denver heat and altitude is relentless sometimes."

"Aw, you care. How sweet, Punky?" I pinched his cheeks.

He shooed my hands away. "What's with this nickname. It's terrible."

"That's why it's perfect," she laughed as I made a face.

Once Randy got the rest of Sansha's stuff in the Escalade, we drove to the hotel. Sansha and I are sharing a room at the hotel closest to the arena. Sadly, AJ wasn't here, she had a few days off.

After checking into the hotel, Randy and Punk walked us to our room. "So what room are you guys staying in?" Sansha asked Randy and Punk.

"I'm staying in my tour bus." Randy said.

"Same here, I'm staying in my tour bus."

"Oh okay, well maybe all of us can hang out later or something." Sansha said enthusiastically.

"Yea sounds like fun." Punk said as he winked at me and I blushed. Why does he have to this effect on me? And he enjoys every bit of it.

"Like a double date?" Sansha asked.

"Yeah, we'll come pick you two up at 8:00." Randy and Punk hugged us both and left. Sansha and I unpacked most of our clothes. I laid out all my makeup and other cosmetic items in the bathroom. After my shower, I picked out a long sleeve gold sparkly dress that stopped right above the knee. and black heels for the double date. I sat on my bed waiting for Sansha to get out of the shower.

Around 7:30, Sansha curled my hair and I helped her straighten hers. I looked in the mirror, put makeup on my bruised cheek and red lipstick, hoping to camouflage the cut on my lip. My lip was a little swollen a few days ago, but it's looking better now. Hopefully Punk won't notice anything.

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Sansha and I were adding our final touches when there was a knock on the door. I opened the door to see the most handsome men I had ever seen. Punk was wearing a black buttoned down shirt with dark jeans and Randy was wearing a white button down shirt with dark jeans.

"They're here, Sansha!" I called from the door.

"Okay I'm coming."

"You ready to go?" Randy asked us.