Chapter 20; Media

*Next Morning*

*Alicia POV*

I woke up at around eight this morning. Phil was already in the shower. We have a flight to Vegas early this afternoon.

I had so much fun last night with him. He makes me so happy and I’m on cloud nine right now.

I pulled my iphone off the charger and decided to go on twitter. I’m just a tad bit obsessed with it.

I looked at the photo I had tweeted last night and it had 19,040 RT’s and 11,305 Favorites. I wasn’t too surprised that people were just now finding out about us.

I went on TMZ.Com to get my daily gossip. I don’t really find those articles truthful, I think they are amusing.

I scrolled down the website to find the photo of Phil and I. I was a tad bit shocked. The article read:

"WWE STARS CONFIRM RELATIONSHIP

WWE talent CM Punk and Alicia Marquez have officially confirmed their relationship. Marquez posted a photo of the two together on her twitter account last night. It was captioned “Star gazing with my favorite guy <3”. Marquez’s 522,000 followers seemed shocked at the news as the two young superstars were trending. CM Punk is the current WWE Champion and Alicia is the current WWE Diva’s Champion. "

I didn’t really know how Phil would react to seeing that. I’m hoping he won’t really care too much about it. 

“Goodmorning babe,” he said as he came out of the bathroom.

“You might want to see this,” I said as I handed him my iphone.

He chuckled a little bit as he read it. He paused before saying, “It’s not really a big deal. I’m not mad about it or anything.”

“Are you sure?” I asked.

“Positive,” he said as he kissed softly.

I hopped in the shower and took in the hot water. I usually don’t take long showers. 

I got out and picked out my travel outfit; a gray best in the world t shirt, black skinny jeans, and my trusty pair of white vans. 

I let my hair dry naturally because it is just easier. My natural hair is very wavy (like when you put it in a braid). 

I added some minimal makeup before coming out of the bathroom.

Phil saw my shirt and grinned as he said, “Nice t shirt Alicia.”

“Thanks, I got it from a bum,” I joked.

“Do you remember this bums name?” he asked.

“I think his name was Phillip,” I teased.

Just then he swooped in and picked me up. He slammed me on the bed lightly as I laughed. 

“While I would love to play around, we have packing to do,” I said with a sigh. 

I got out our luggage and repacked for the next city. I never really tell people this, but I was born in Las Vegas. I moved around from Vegas to Jersey a couple time when I was growing up. I just consider myself from Jersey because I like it better there.

I opened up my suitcase and packed; ring gear, wrestling boots, t shirts, vans, heels, dresses, underwear, bras, jeans, and some shorts. 

For a WWE superstar, “Packing” consists of repacking things you took out of your suitcase. 

Luckily, I have a house in Vegas that we are staying in. No more hotels, for now!

I put on my big black sunglasses so none of the media could see my eyes. I threw my Diva’s title over my shoulder and so did Phil.

Phil grabbed my hand tightly as we checked out of our hotel. We each had a suitcase in the other hand. 

As soon as we walked out of the hotel, there were a few cameras and people from E! and TMZ, of course.

“Punk, are you two really dating? Or is this just for show?” one of them asked.

I kept my head down like Phil told me to do. To my surprise, he answered the guys question, “Why are your questions so stupid? Obviously we are together.”

“Are you worried about dating someone so young?”

Phil tightened the grip on my hand as he tried not to punch that guy in the face.

We reached the car and threw our bags in. Phil told the driver to take us to LAX (the airport).

*A couple of hours later*

*Punk POV*

After a pretty short ride, we touched down in Las Vegas. I really hate this place. It is full of gamblers, smokers, partiers, and druggies. 

However, this is the city where I cut the greatest promo ever. It was June 27th, 2011 at the Thomas and Mack.

***A/N I WAS ACTUALLY THERE THAT NIGHT. I HAD FLOOR SEATS BY THE ANNOUNCERS. IT WAS THE BEST WWE SHOW I HAVE EVER BEEN TO***

The car dropped us off at a pretty nice house. Alicia had keys and she opened up the door.

“Well this is my house here in Vegas,” he said.

“You have a house here?” I asked.

“Well, yeah. Technically I was born here. But I grew up in New Jersey,” she admitted.

“Oh, well that’s cool,” I said.

I looked around and saw pictures of her and her family. There were pictures of her play softball, running track,  and just hanging out. 

“You want to go take a nap?“ she asked as she yawned.

“Sure, we still have a couple of hours before RAW,” I said as I followed her to her bedroom.

Her house was pretty big actually. There were 4 bedrooms, 3 bathrooms, a pool, beautiful hardwood floors, and a kick ass kitchen. 

She traced my tattoos as we fell asleep together. 

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