wwe imagines

alive ➵ drew mcintyre

it's Drew's wedding day, and reader has a secret ...

WARNINGS: friends turned lovers, cheating, smut, kinda angsty ... that's it i guess
WORD COUNT: 4,338

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"You have to tell him today, Y/N," your best friend and former Raw Women's Champion Charlotte Flair says. "He's getting married. After today, he's gone."

You're putting on your red lipstick to match your red satin gown as you say, "Char, I love you, but he's my best friend. His happiness comes before anything, including my feelings."

Charlotte blinks at you and says, "You'll regret it."

You finish up your makeup and say, "I won't if it means that he's happy. If that's not with me, fine. I'd rather not tell him and stay friends, instead of telling him and losing my best friend."

The Queen stares at you and says, "You're missing an opportunity. He obviously cares for you and he wants you in his life, even after the drunken sex incident a few years ago."

You cringe at the thought of the drunk sex you had with him. You both were just signed to NXT and became instant friends. You always felt some kind of connection with Drew, and he felt the same way about you. One night, the night he won the NXT Championship at Takeover Brooklyn III, you both went out drinking. Both of you drank too much and you spilled how you felt.

Back then, it was a little crush. Now, about three and a half years later, you're in love with your best friend. He met his soon-to-be wife almost right after the drunk and sex-filled night you had with him, and he always gushed to you how in love he was with her and how he wants her in his life forever.

When he told you he was going to propose to her, that was the moment you decided to keep your feelings to yourself. He wanted to marry her, and you wouldn't get in the way of his happiness.

So, you let it go. His fiance asked you to be her maid of honor since you were Drew's closest female friend, and you said yes. You've grown close with Drew's fiance and she's an amazing person. They're cute together, and you won't ever get in the way of that.

"Hello? Earth to Y/N?" Charlotte says. "You better have zoned out thinking of ways to tell Drew that you love him."

You sigh and finish getting ready before saying, "I am not telling Drew that I love him. That is not happening, Charlotte. His happiness means too much to me, and so does our friendship."

Frustrated, you leave the room. You wander around for a bit, and of course, you find yourself outside of Drew's room. You knock gently and you hear Drew say, "Come in."

So you open the door and walk inside, hiking up the dress a bit so you don't trip over it.

The dress is a red satin mermaid style gown. The dress is tight until it gets to your knees, where it flares out. You're wearing black heels under the dress because you couldn't find a pair of red heels that paired well with the dress.

Drew looks at you and says, "Wow, look at ya. I was with ya when ya bought the dress and ya still look beautiful."

Your face turns red and you eye up the Scottish man in front of you. He's already in his suit and his hair is in a neat ponytail on the back of his neck. "And you look handsome in that suit of yours," you say. "I've wondered what suit you got."

"It's not too much?" he asks. "I tried t'go with the traditional American suit but I think I overdid it."

You giggle and notice his tie is a little off so you walk over to him and say, "You need to work on your tie tying skills, McIntyre. It's crooked."