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awritinglilypeaTitle:Insanity by Chocolate
Pairings/Characters: Lita, CM Punk, Chris Jericho, Jeff Hardy, Christian
Rating: PG
Complete: No.
Summary: Amy has a plan, and Chris is willing to help her out. She'll take it.
Warning: Absolutely none.
Notes: This is here. Done. Enjoy. Next chapter will be up at some point in time.
Previous chapters
Day Six
Amy wakes up the morning of day six with anticipation flowing through her veins.
It’s better than any adrenaline rush she’s ever had and she is determined to find out something, anything about the person who has been leaving her gifts.
She showered quickly, quickly and then made her way to the gym, surprised when Chris appeared next to her on the tread mill.
She is even more surprised when he walked up to her following their work out, having competed with her (he won) for much of the two hours she was there.
“Hey Aim,” he greeted in a soft voice, looking around nervously he nibbled on his bottom lip and tilted his head to the side as he studied her.
“Yeah?” Amy responded, glancing at him. “Do you need something?”
Chris smiled briefly, “I was wondering if you wanted to go out to dinner tonight, or for lunch? When we’ve finished showering...apart...that is.”
Amy couldn’t help but laugh softly, nodding her head. “Lunch sounds good. We’ll meet in the front area,” she told him, kissing his cheek softly before making her way to the women’s locker room.
As she showered she couldn’t stop thinking, couldn’t stop thinking about whether or not Chris could possibly be her admirer.
Maybe he was just trying to make up for mocking her about the no-chocolate thing?
She dressed quickly, drying her hair as much as was possible and then applied the standard make up, which basically included mascara and lip gloss.
Chris was waiting when she walked out.
“Why the lunch Chris?” She couldn’t help but ask as they walked to his rental car.
Chris shrugged his shoulders, “It seemed like it would be a good idea, an apology maybe.”
Amy felt her heart sink lightly, and was surprised at how much it hurt to hear that this lunch was an apology and nothing more.
She didn’t have feelings for Chris did she?
Suddenly she felt rather angry, and frowned as she slid into the passenger seat.
“So you’re not my admirer?” she asked, looking at him and arching an eyebrow.
A momentary look of confusion crossed Chris’ face and then realization seemed to dawn on him as he shook his head.
“No I’m not Amy, sorry,” he told her, feeling bad as he saw the look on his eyes. “Besides you deserve better than me anyway,” he squeezed her shoulder and smiled.
Amy smiled at him, placing her hand over his. “You’re right,” she nodded her head then laughed at his offended look. “I guess I was just hoping for the confusion to end.”
“I thought women liked that romantic shit?” Chris pulled out of the parking spot, his driving overly cautious.
Laughing again softly Amy shrugged her shoulders, “I guess. I mean it’s nice to know that someone cares about me, but I don’t like being played with. I don’t like games.”
“I can imagine,” Chris commented lightly. “You got any ideas?”
Amy smiled mischievously, “Maybe just one. Do you want to help?”
Chris glanced over at her, studying the look on her face momentarily. “What do you have in mind?”
“Oh just revenge.”
Chris grinned wickedly and nodded his head as he pulled into the parking lot of a local diner.
“What do I have to do?” He asked, readily agreeing.
Amy leaned over and kissed his cheek, “Pretend,” she said sweetly.
Chris glanced at her and chuckled before leaning forward and pressing his lips gently to hers. “That good enough pretend for you?”
Amy nodded her head. “Thanks Chris.”
“No problem, day 1 of plan jealousy and revenge is in effect,” Chris slid out of the car and walked around to her door opening it for her.
So as far as revenge went a fake boyfriend wasn’t the best idea she’d ever had.
But it might just be simple enough to work.
Pairings/Characters: Lita, CM Punk, Chris Jericho, Jeff Hardy, Christian
Rating: PG
Complete: No.
Summary: Amy has a plan, and Chris is willing to help her out. She'll take it.
Warning: Absolutely none.
Notes: This is here. Done. Enjoy. Next chapter will be up at some point in time.
Previous chapters
Day Six
Amy wakes up the morning of day six with anticipation flowing through her veins.
It’s better than any adrenaline rush she’s ever had and she is determined to find out something, anything about the person who has been leaving her gifts.
She showered quickly, quickly and then made her way to the gym, surprised when Chris appeared next to her on the tread mill.
She is even more surprised when he walked up to her following their work out, having competed with her (he won) for much of the two hours she was there.
“Hey Aim,” he greeted in a soft voice, looking around nervously he nibbled on his bottom lip and tilted his head to the side as he studied her.
“Yeah?” Amy responded, glancing at him. “Do you need something?”
Chris smiled briefly, “I was wondering if you wanted to go out to dinner tonight, or for lunch? When we’ve finished showering...apart...that is.”
Amy couldn’t help but laugh softly, nodding her head. “Lunch sounds good. We’ll meet in the front area,” she told him, kissing his cheek softly before making her way to the women’s locker room.
As she showered she couldn’t stop thinking, couldn’t stop thinking about whether or not Chris could possibly be her admirer.
Maybe he was just trying to make up for mocking her about the no-chocolate thing?
She dressed quickly, drying her hair as much as was possible and then applied the standard make up, which basically included mascara and lip gloss.
Chris was waiting when she walked out.
“Why the lunch Chris?” She couldn’t help but ask as they walked to his rental car.
Chris shrugged his shoulders, “It seemed like it would be a good idea, an apology maybe.”
Amy felt her heart sink lightly, and was surprised at how much it hurt to hear that this lunch was an apology and nothing more.
She didn’t have feelings for Chris did she?
Suddenly she felt rather angry, and frowned as she slid into the passenger seat.
“So you’re not my admirer?” she asked, looking at him and arching an eyebrow.
A momentary look of confusion crossed Chris’ face and then realization seemed to dawn on him as he shook his head.
“No I’m not Amy, sorry,” he told her, feeling bad as he saw the look on his eyes. “Besides you deserve better than me anyway,” he squeezed her shoulder and smiled.
Amy smiled at him, placing her hand over his. “You’re right,” she nodded her head then laughed at his offended look. “I guess I was just hoping for the confusion to end.”
“I thought women liked that romantic shit?” Chris pulled out of the parking spot, his driving overly cautious.
Laughing again softly Amy shrugged her shoulders, “I guess. I mean it’s nice to know that someone cares about me, but I don’t like being played with. I don’t like games.”
“I can imagine,” Chris commented lightly. “You got any ideas?”
Amy smiled mischievously, “Maybe just one. Do you want to help?”
Chris glanced over at her, studying the look on her face momentarily. “What do you have in mind?”
“Oh just revenge.”
Chris grinned wickedly and nodded his head as he pulled into the parking lot of a local diner.
“What do I have to do?” He asked, readily agreeing.
Amy leaned over and kissed his cheek, “Pretend,” she said sweetly.
Chris glanced at her and chuckled before leaning forward and pressing his lips gently to hers. “That good enough pretend for you?”
Amy nodded her head. “Thanks Chris.”
“No problem, day 1 of plan jealousy and revenge is in effect,” Chris slid out of the car and walked around to her door opening it for her.
So as far as revenge went a fake boyfriend wasn’t the best idea she’d ever had.
But it might just be simple enough to work.
