Really short. Don't complain I went to fast... That's all this will be. Theres no more...
What would you do when the one you fell for left? Where would you go? How would you feel? I was broken, and I'll tell you why my story turned out to be the best in the end....
I smiled, walking into the arena of my favorite event, WWE. I had gotten backstage passes and I got to choose one superstar to meet. Of course, being the fangirl I am? I chose CM Punk. He's been my idol for only gosh knows how long, and I was excited for today. I walked in and showed security my passes, they brought me to meet him and when I saw him, I almost cried. I held back my tears as he turned around and smiled.
"Ah, a Punker are you?" He laughed simply and stuck his hand out. I nodded and shook his hand trying to keep my cool as I said,
"I just want to say... You're my idol, and I honestly don't know what to say, because I've been waiting to meet you." I said blushing and looking down at my feet. I heard a small laugh and an arm put around my shoulders.
"Would you like a couple photos?" He smiled and I nodded. The security gaurd took my phone, and we took a simple photo together, he then smiled and said,
"Keep your head straight." He leaned in and kissed my cheek as the guy took the photo. I blushed a deep red and covered my mouth, trying to breathe. He laughed and looked at me,
"Why don't you come hangout with me for a while?" He asked and I moved my mouth, but couldn't get out words.
"S-Sure..." I smiled and he put his arm around my shoulders again leading me to his dressing room. We sat down and he brought me a Pepsi.
"Thanks." I smiled and he nodded,
"So, tell me a little bit about you, I think we'll be great friends." I laughed, CM Punk, wants to be friends with me? That's almost too funny.
"My name is Ashley, I'm 25, Cm Punk is my Idol, I love roses, and the color purple." I smiled cheesily and he laughed,
"That'll do. Friends it is." He smiled and so did I blushing.
"Hun, you're gonna have to stop that at some point, thats a lot of blushing." He chuckled and I stopped blushing.
"Alright sorry, so do you have a match tonight?" I plainly asked and he nodded,
"Yeah, it'll be later tonight though for the main event. So I'll take you out to your spot. Oh and," He got up and grabbed one of his shirts out of his suitcase and threw it at me.
"Wear that for support of me." He said and I laughed nodding. He pointed to the bathroom and I walked in shutting the door and pulling off my regular shirt and putting on his. It had this distinct smell of cologne, and it smelled amazing. I smiled and walked out. He looked at me and smiled,
"Much better, you can keep the shirt." I smiled and nodded,
"Thanks Pun-" He stopped me and said,
"Phil, Phillip Brooks." I smiled,
"Thanks Phil." He nodded and walked me to my seat. He then handed me two tickets and his phone number.
"Text me as much as you can, we'll make plans to hang out, I'll try to get you out to events and everything." He nodded and walked back to his room.
As I was watching the show I couldn't help, but wonder. I mean Phil had just met me, and he wants to be friends. I smiled and pulled out my phone.
