Just Friends. With Benefits.

"Will you seriously shut the hell up already? You're getting on my last nerve," Haylie glared over at Mike then punched his arm roughly.

"Damn. Colby wasn't joking when he said you could really throw a punch," said Mike Mizanin with a look of pain written on his face while rubbing the place she just punched.

"She's a fucking firecracker. That's why I try to stay on her good side," Phil Brooks stated with a grin.
"What? She has a good side?" Mike joked which only earned him another punch.

While waiting on The Shield to get done with their small interview, Haylie sat in catering along with Phil and Mike, who are known as CM Punk and The Miz to the wrestling world, and joked around with the two. Like usual though, Mike was getting on her nerves as he kept up with his wrestling gimmick and sayings which only cracked Phil up who knew not to mess with the woman. She may be a female and small, but she could kick your ass if you pissed her off enough.

Celeste was currently in a match, and April has yet to be seen since she showed up at the arena so that's why Haylie got stuck with Phil and Mike. Right now, she'd love to be stuck with Tyler and his constant flirting than sitting there hearing Mike ask her one simple word that drove her crazy. Really?

Leaning back in the chair she was sitting in beside Phil, she let a loud sigh slip past her lips while crossing her arms over her chest and glancing around the room. Her eye's suddenly stopped when she noticed Jenna grabbing a bottle of water then walking out of the room.

"See you two knuckleheads later."

Ignoring Mike's muttering, she left the table and walked out of the room to see Jenna making her way down the hall, and went into a room. She hasn't spoken to Celeste yet about what happened, so she was still curious about what the girls problem was. And after making her way down the hall and stopping at the door she just went in, Haylie knocked on the door three times before pushing it open.

"What the hell do you want?" Jenna asked from her spot on the chair, about ready to take a sip of her water until Haylie walked in.

"I want to know what your fucking problem is with one of my best friend's, and I'm not leaving until I get the truth," Haylie leaned against the door that she closed behind her and crossed her arms over her chest.

"Listen,"

"No. Don't give me that bullshit that you just don't like her. There has to be a reason," Haylie cut her off while pushing off the door and stepping closer to her.

"It has absolutely nothing to do with you, now leave me the hell alone," Jenna said before taking a sip from the bottle.

"Like I said. You mess with one of my friends mean that you're messing with me aswell," Haylie stated, raising her eyebrows.

"She made my boyfriend break up with me because I'm not as hot as Celeste," Jenna admitted, anger in her voice as she looked at the ground.

"What the hell? How did she make him break up with you?" Haylie asked in confusion.

"It started the first time he saw her in a match. He couldn't keep his fucking eyes off her, and admitted that she was way more hotter than I'd ever be," Jenna sent a glare at Haylie.

"Sweetie, that was all him. It wasn't Celeste's fault one bit."

"Maybe if she didn't dress and act like a skank I'd still be with him. We loved eachother and was planning on getting married soon," Jenna sat her bottle of water on the table and stood up from the chair, shaking her head.

"If he was checking out other women and told you another woman was hotter then he wasn't in love, and didn't plan on settling down anytime soon," Haylie explained.

"We had a date set. And then that bitch comes along, and ruins everything."

"She had nothing to do with it. Can't you get that through your thick skull? He was the one who broke it off with you. Celeste doesn't even fucking know him so before you go accussing shit like that; fucking stop and think over everything first," Haylie pushed off the door and walked closer to her, holding her glare.

"I did. Still her fault, and she will pay."

Pushing past Haylie and opening the door, Jenna sent one last glare at her before leaving the room. Opening the door open a minute later, Haylie glared at the ground and crossed her arms as she made her way to the room she shared with The Shield, trying to ignore Jenna and how childish she was being. Stepping into the room, she noticed the guys had their bags packed and looked as if they was ready to leave.

"Was you all just gonna leave without me?" asked Haylie as she walked over to her bag and zipped it up.

"Colby was gonna text you, but we noticed you left your cell in your bag," answered Jon from his spot near the door, the strap of his bag over his left shoulder and was wearing a hat.

"Damn. I can't believe I forgot to grab my phone when I left earlier," Haylie shook her head at her stupidity while pulling the straps of her bag onto her shoulders.

"I was surprised, too, because you never go anywhere without that damn thing," Joe stated with a chuckle before saying, "Lets head out."

Making their way out of the building and to the rental car they've had for the past three days, Jon decided to drive this time while Joe sat in the passengers seat and Colby behind him. And as the car started and they made their way out of the arena's lot, Haylie squeezed her way between the two up front long enough to flip the radio on and search thru the station only to stop when she heard a familiar song she knew Jon couldn't stand.

"And this is crazy, but here's my number. Call me, maybe?" Haylie sang along with the song on the radio by Carly Rae Jepson, ignoring the glare Jon sent her through the mirror.

"If you wanna listen to the radio then listen to some good music. None of this fucking shit," Jon turned the radio off, and groaned when she continued to sing the song behind him as she held his gaze in the mirror.

"You have a great singing voice. Why become a wrestler when you could've been a singer, tiny?" asked Joe, turning slightly in his seat to look at her.

"Singing wasn't something I wanted to do with my life, and I get too self-cautious singing in front of people," Haylie explained, shrugging her shoulders as she leaned back in the seat.

"You was just singing in front of us," Jon said with a smirk, keeping his eyes on the road.

"You guys are totally different. I know the three of you, and I'm comfortable around you all. I'm talking about singing on a stage in front of people I don't know."

After she finished explaining to them, she leaned back up and turned the radio back on, leaving it on the station it was already on. Skillet was currently playing, and the four of them loved the band so that's what they listened to as they made their way towards the hotel through a bunch of traffic.

Parking the car and carrying their bag they took with them to the arena into the building, the made their way up to the rooms slowly from being tired and wanting to rest. And just as the door was unlocked and opened, Haylie tossed her bag on one of the chairs and crawled onto her bed where she layed across it on her stomach with a satified sigh.

"I thought you was gonna take a shower so you wouldn't have to before we head on the road in the morning?" Colby asked while crawling up the bed and laying beside her with his arm laying across her back.

"I'm going to after I rest for a bit," Haylie mumbled out with her eyes closed.

"You mean after you have a little nap, right?" Colby smirked.

"No."

"Yeah. I know you," Colby stated with a chuckle.

Getting up to where she sat with her legs underneath her, Haylie picked up her pillow and smacked him in the face with it. Her little rest was soon turned into a pillow fight with Colby who grabbed the other pillow and started smacking her with it, laughing coming from the both of them.

Having enough of their fight, she put the pillow back where it was and stood up as he watched her every move with a smirk. Grabbing her AC/DC night shirt and a pair of black and purple Eeyore underwear along with her small bathroom bag, she made her way into the bathroom. Adjusting the water temperature, she stripped from her current clothes and got in the shower, relaxing when the hot water fell over her.

Stepping from the shower after she was done, she wrapped the towel around her body and grabbed another towel to towel-dry her hair the best she could. Just as she was drying off her body, the soft knocking on the bathroom door caught her attention.

"Yes?" asked Haylie as she finished drying her body off and slid on her underwear then pulled on her shirt over her head.

"Can I come in for a moment?" Colby's voice asked through the door.

"Sure."

Pushing the door open enough for him to slide in and shut the door back, Colby wrapped his arms around her waist from behind and grinned at her in the mirror.

"Joe and I are gonna run out and get some food. What would you like to eat?" Colby asked, resting his cheek against the side of her damp hair and holding her gaze.

"Right now I'm craving one of those beef and cheddars from Arbys," answered Haylie while leaning back against him and tilting her head to the side to look at him with a smile.

"Want some fries, too?" Colby asked then stole a quick kiss as she was about to speak.

"Hm. Sounds good."

Turning around in his arms and grasping the back of his neck, she pulled him into a hungry kiss. Grasping her hips and picking her up to sit on the counter, he stood between her legs as his tongue wrestled hers. One of his hands rubbed the outer part of her right thigh while his other slid up underneath the shirt she wore and gently ran across her lower back where it soon rested upon. Nibbling at her lower lip, he pulled away and leaned his forehead against hers.

"Listen. While we're gone I want you to try and cheer Jon up. He seriously needs it," Colby explained with a smirk.

"He's probably gonna tell me to fuck off somewhere, but I will definitely try since he's our friend and I hate seeing him let his emotions get the better of him," replied Haylie before capturing his lips once again then pulled away with a smile.

"He wouldn't talk to you like that. Feel lucky because he barely shows the sweet side of him to many women."

Chuckling at his words, she rolled her eyes while pushing him away from her and hopped of the counter while saying, "Now go get me my food. I'm starving here."

"On it, sweetheart. You have fun while we're gone," Colby winked as he stole another kiss before sliding out the bathroom door quickly.

Hearing the main bedroom door open then close seconds after, Haylie hooked her blow-dryer up and continued to dry the rest of her hair. She alway's had to blow-dry her hair because she hated leaving it wet, and afterwards when it was finally dried, her hair would be all freezy and she couldn't control it which is why she used the hairdryer.

Brushing her teeth and gargling, Haylie turned the bathroom light out before walking into the bedroom and making her way towards her suitcase where she tucked her belongings in. Going around the room and grabbing whatever was her, she stuffed her things in her suitcases so she wouldn't have to do it in the morning, and also so she wouldn't end up leaving something behind. She's done it before, and had a feeling it wouldn't be the last time.

Running her fingers thru her soft auburn hair, she walked into the adjoined room to see Jon was laying on his stomach across his bed with his head resting on his arms that were crossed under his cheek. He only wore his blue-jeans that were ripped at the knees and a pair of black socks. With a smirk, she made her way to the bed and crawled up his body until she straddled his back, her fingers gliding up his bare back. His body instantly tensed at her touch.

"Haylie?" asked Jon, lifting his head and peeking out the corner of his eye the best he could to make sure it was her. "What are you doing?"

"Relax. You're in need of a good massage," Haylie replied with a smile.

As he placed his cheek against his arms and relaxed a little underneath her, she ran her hands up his back and stopped at his shoulders where she roughly rubbed his muscles then rubbed down his back. Hearing him groan out, she smiled as she continued with the massage, letting her nails run down his back every now and again to see his reaction. She noticed how his fingers gripped the covers as he moaned, and she'd be lying if she said it didn't turn her on just a little.

"Damn. That feels fucking good," Jon moaned out when he felt her nails slide against his skin again.

Smirking to herself, she leaned down and kissed the middle of his back between his shoulder blades which instantly made his body tense up.

"Relax Jon," Haylie mumbled against his skin then stuck her tongue out and licked his back up until she stopped at the back of his neck.

"W-What?" Jon stuttered out, his body shivering.

"I'm just trying to help you loosen up, and make you feel a bit better," explained Haylie as she sat back up.

"You're doing a fucking good job at it if you ask me," Jon replied as he peered over his shoulder at her the best he could then moaned when he felt the palms on her hands pressing down against his sore muscles. "God. Yeah, right there."

Snickering at the use of his words, the palms of her hands rubbed roughly at the same spot on his shoulder then leaned over to where her mouth was right beside his left ear, and whispered, "You want to forget about her, don't you? Forget everything she's ever said to you?"

Suddenly turning over and making Haylie sit on the bed beside him on her knees, he wasn't sure what to say exactly. Sure, he'd love to forget everything he had with Sandra and all the shit she's put him through with the cheating, but he wasn't sure what Haylie had in mind so he was real curious.

"I wish I could, but it's hard sometimes. Her words fucking haunt me at times," admitted Jon as he rested on his elbow and looked down at the bedcovers between them.

"I can help you try to forget if you let me? Even if it's just for one night," Haylie suggested, putting her index finger under his chin and made him look at her, holding his gaze with a questioning look.

"You can try."

Placing her left hand on the side of his neck, her lips captured his dry ones and felt him tense up a little, but soon relaxed as he layed back on the bed, bringing her down with him with his hands grasping her hips. Pulling away and sitting up with a leg on each side of his body, she bit her lower lip while running her fingers down his chest until stopping just above the top of his blue-jeans.

Watching her with lusty blue eyes, he ran his hands up her thighs then suddenly gripped the hem of her shirt with a smirk. As he sat up, he pulled the shirt up and off her body when she held her arms up, the shirt being thrown to the floor. And he groaned deep in his throat at realizing she didn't have a bra on, and the feeling of her breasts against his bare chest about threw him over the edge.

"Damn. So hot."

Gripping her waist, he flipped them over where he was between her legs, his lips connecting against hers in a rough kiss. One hand was gripped on the back of his neck with her nails digging into his skin while her other hand was running thru the back of his hair, gripping his hair into a fist tightly every now and again.

Feeling how hard he was made her buck her hips up against his, both of them moaning into the kiss. And just as she sucked on his lower lip and nibbled on it, he suddenly pulled away and scooted to where he was sitting on the edge of the bed, throwing her her shirt he picked up from the floor.
"What's wrong?" asked Haylie, sitting up and knitted her eyebrows together.

"I can't fucking do this with one of my best friend's girls," Jon stood up from the bed and ran his fingers thru his hair with a groan.

"What are you going on about, Jon? Your best friend's girl?" Haylie asked while sliding her shirt over her head then scooted to where she sat at the end of the bed. "Who are you talking about?"

"Colby. Who else woud I be fucking talking about, Haylie?"

"Wait," Haylie started as she thought over what he was trying to say with a frown, shaking her head. "You think I'm dating Colby?"

"That's what I've heard. And by the looks of how close you two can get, I believe it. I can't do that to him," Jon explained, grabbing a white shirt laying on the chair in the room and pulling it on.

While sitting there watching his every move, Haylie couldn't help but to let a few chuckles out and shake her head even more. She thought Jon knew better than to listen to all those rumors about her and Colby, but lately it seems as if he believes anything that gets thrown at him. Like the words Sandra has thrown his way.

"Colby and I aren't dating. We're just friends," Haylie clasped her hands together in her lap and fiddled around before asking, "If I tell you something, promise not to tell anyone?"

Jon stopped pacing and crossed his arms over his chest while staring at her for a moment before slowly nodding his head as he said, "Promise."

"Well. Colby and I are just best friends," Haylie started then cut Jon off when he opened his mouth to speak by saying, "with some benefits on the side," not looking at him.

With widened eyes and completely speechless, Jon chewed on his lower lip as he still stared at her in shock. Shaking his head after a few seconds, he chuckled when he figured she was playing around with him, and placed his hands upon his hips. But just as he opened his mouth to speak, the door in the adjoined room opened and the voices of their other two friends were heard.

"Honey, we're home," Colby said loudly as he walked into Jon and Joe's room with four bags of food. "Madam," Colby handed a bag of food to Haylie, sending her a wink.

"Thank you, sir. I thought I was gonna die in starvation," Haylie joked with a chuckle.

"Mountain Dew?" Joe asked while joining them with some drinks.

"Please," Haylie reached over to grab one of the mountain dew bottles and unscrewed the lid, taking a small sip from it.

"I'm gonna go out for a smoke. Be back in a bit," Jon said, pulling on his black leather jacket and grabbing his cigarettes before heading out of the room.

"What happened while we were gone?" Joe asked curiously, squinting his eyes at her.

"We just had a heart to heart."

Standing up from her spot on Jon's bed, Haylie made her way into the other room where she made herself comfortable on her bed with her food and Mountain Dew. Flipping the TV on and turning it to the TV Guide channel, she ate her food silently while wondering if what she done was the right thing or not. She was beating herself up for throwing herself at Jon like some slut, and then telling him about her and Colby. And as she tried her hardest to push the thoughts out of her head and concentrate on what was playing on TV, she just couldn't help but feel as if she made Jon feel worse somehow.