My Only Desire - Drew Galloway (aka Drew McIntyre) Fanfiction

Chapter 9

"McIntyre?" A ginger haired man looked surprised as he watched us walk into the café.

Drew stopped and took some time to stare back at him. Then he cheerfully replied. "Heath! Hey man, what's up?"

"Nothing much, we haven't met since ages now! How have you been, McIntyre? And how is TNA?" The ginger man fist bumped Drew.

"I've been good and TNA is great. They don't make me miss WWE anymore." Drew's cheerful smile was converted into a very small painful one.

I couldn't help but notice the way Drew was behaving. He was very uncomfortable while talking about wrestling to this guy named Heath.

"So," the man looked at me. "Who is this young lady?"

"This is Arlene." Drew kept his hand on my back. "She's my friend."

"Nice to meet you Arlene, I'm Heath." He removed his sunglasses to reveal his eyes. Then he looked at his watch and sighed a little. "I have to scoot now. Bye Arlene, and bye McIntyre."

He quickly walked out. Drew and I found a place to ourselves where we sat silently. The awkward silence was making the situation more worse so I decided to speak.

"Why was that guy calling you McIntyre?"

He peered into my eyes before answering. "My ring name in WWE was Drew McIntyre and many people know me by that name."

Then I threw another question at him and I knew it would offend him but my tongue could be so uncontrollable sometimes. "Why did you leave WWE?"

He didn't mind at all. "They fired me." He looked down to avoid any eye contact. "Ever since I was a young boy, I always wanted to become a wrestler. I played football in Scotland but my passion always remained for wrestling. At the age of 15, I trained myself, learning everything I possibly could about wrestling. Then I officially started wrestling, that's when I received a contract from WWE. It meant everything to me. I was a happy guy, working in the world's biggest wrestling production. But last year they just fired me. In January I signed with TNA, that's where I wrestle now."

It made me heartbroken. Even if I wasn't a wrestling fan, I couldn't help but feel sad for Drew.

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After we had our coffees, Drew drove me to his house. It was a small beautiful house which had a green, large front yard. The house from the inside was perfectly decorated and furnished.

"Now be careful, I bought this house two days ago." Drew chuckled as he walked towards the room which was to be mine.

"Does Taryn live with you?" I asked him as I slowly followed him.

"No." He sighed. "Taryn and I broke up. It wasn't working for us. We always ended up fighting and arguing."

He stopped in front of the room and opened the door. The room was larger than my expectations. There was a bookshelf in the corner which had a dozens of books, the king sized bed looked so comfortable that I could feel myself getting sleepy just by looking at it. There was a neat dressing table on which everything was set on its place and beside the table was a large window from which the whole backyard was visible. The whole room was a source of fascination.

"This is your room." He stated with a happy look on his face.

"This room is perfect. I don't know how to thank you for this." I strolled around the room, noticing every single object in it.

"You don't have to thank me right now, I haven't helped you yet." Drew grinned. "I'll get your luggage."

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