I Don't Know You Yet {Amblynch}

19 >Real Smooth Ambrose<

Friday

Dean Ambrose
Dean watched as Becky rejoiced to their victory. He couldn't help but smile as she resembled the characteristics of a child. Their friends acted disappointed in their loss of the match, but Dean knew all to well that it was in fact a act. He knew the six of them swirled up this plan to get him and Becky closer together, and honestly he wasn't mad at it. He knew this would work in his favor of getting to know her better and form a connection.

He decided to give his friends a bit of pride for themselves. He started celebrating along with Rebecca, picking her up in a tight hug then released her and held her hand high in victory as the referee would do after a wrestler won a match. Dean wanted to laugh as he saw Paige and Roman high five to their plan working, but instead he shook his head in amusement of the two, who clearly liked each other. He still questions why the two of them haven't started dating.

Once they all got out the ring, they headed to the shower rooms and freshened up, Becky and Liv wearing outfits Paige borrowed them for after their wrestling season. Which they thanked her for.

Everyone finished not to long after and left for the club that was down the road. When they entered the room was dark, only neon lights giving them sight. The floor was covered with a carpet that was black and had neon printing on, the type you'd find in retro 80's hang out spots or in a bowling alley or arcade. Music played throughout the place and the tables were high, so were the chairs that were placed by them.

Dean could tell the place was going for a very retro feeling, due to how it looked and there was 80's music that was typically played in clubs. He could remember him and afew friends coming here when they were younger.

The place offered food and beverages so the group ordered some things and sat down at a table with enough seats for everyone. Again to Dean's amusement, the others made him and Becky sit together. He could tell they were enjoying this plan of theirs. 'what friends I have' he mentally laughed.

"this place is old school" Dean soon realised that Becky was speaking to him. "o-oh yea! It's been like this since I was young, even the two arcade machines over there were here, bet they don't work anymore though" he replied to her, his eyes scanning the place, getting nostalgia from it.

Dean honestly hated it when he got nostalgia towards something. It felt weird, there is like a empty hole in your chest whenever you get it, like something you once had is now gone forever and it's likely close to impossible to get those moments back. We all say we wish we could go back to our childhood days, 'times were better then' we all say, but the harsh truth is that it wasn't better. We were just younger and our parents could keep things from us. As you grow you start getting wiser and start realizing what is actually going on and our parents and family don't try as hard to keep things from you.

It's the harsh reality we must all come to terms with as we grow.

"how's it like living here?" Becky asked, trying to strike up a conversation. "it's ok I guess, depends on which part you live in, like there's a drug selling, stealing, gang side and then there's this side that is like any other neighborhood" he replied taking a sip from his fizzy drink, "how's Ireland?". "Cold" she answered laughing, making Dean laugh and hold the back of his hand to his mouth so that he doesn't spit it drink out. 'wait, that wasn't even that funny of a joke, why am I laughing?' he questioned himself.

"Ireland is ok, it's not as extravagant as everyone says it is but it's still a really nice place" She now answered back fully, nodding as she spoke. "oh I see, when I was younger I always wanted to go to Ireland and find a four leaf clover" dean shook his head in amusement of himself. "wait... What?" she laughed at him, "you know you can practically find them in any part of the world, just their hard to find". "yea but seven year old me thought if you found it in Ireland it'll bring you luck" Dean look over to Becky and saw a amused smug smile on her face.

"your racing was good yesterday, where'd you learn?" Becky calmed down from the laughing. "my dad used to race, you know before he was put in jail, so I'd often watch how he'd do things and taught myself" he replied, he wasn't to sensitive about his parents, it angered him more than anything else. "hey maybe you should teach her sometime" Paige pipped in, and then took the straw of her drinking and sipped from it, looking from Dean to Becky animatedly. "yea you know maybe I should" Dean knew she'd be listening in on their conversation, but it was a good idea, more spending time with Becky. Not a bad idea at all.

"So have you had any dreams lately?" Dean finally decided to ask. "no not actually, I guess once we met, and you know, died in our past life, the dreams stopped" she replied, her orange hair was now brushed out and left loose. "weren't you guys in love?" Paige turned to them and flattered her eyes. "Paige!" Becky slapped her friend's upper arm. "what you told me last night you think Dean is attractive and has an amazing personality" Paige then quickly ran to the rest of their friends who were dancing to the music, knowing if she stayed longer Becky would of body slammed her.

"haha" Becky laughed stiffly, nervously averted her eyes to her watermelon flavored fizzy drink, "uh ignore her". "wait, you think I'm attractive" Dean laughed and lightly shoved his shoulder into Becky's, "can't blame you though" he played along knowing it would make Becky feel abit more comfortable. He leaned back and crossed his hands behind his neck. Becky laughed in response.

"but do you really think I'm attractive? " Dean asked suddenly slightly more serious. "I guess... Not as attractive as Brian O'Connor though" she joked. "oh so you got a thing for blondes" Dean joked with her, "you know I got a think for redheads" he tried to sound smooth. But in response he got Becky almost choking on her drink. "wow real smooth Ambrose" she gained composure and shook her head amused. "good, I was trying to be smooth" he exhaled proudly, "but still I do really have a thing for redheads". "And he said to me last night, he thinks he might like you" Roman interrupted and as quick as he came he left. Dean noticed Becky stiffen next to him, her eyes wide like she had seen a ghost, and face pale like she was a copy of Paige's skin tone.

"I'm going to put Roman in a choke hold till he passes out" Dean's face light up slightly red. "a little harsh" Becky laughed. "but I guess he was saying the truth" Dean's face went smug. "I'm technically brunette, I dyed my hair, hella smooth of you Dean" she sarcastically formed her lips into a line. "I have a thing for brunettes too" he stuttered out quickly making Becky laugh. "let's go dance Ambrose"