"Strangers with Memories" Dean Ambrose x Reader Fanfiction

Psychology 101

*Bell rings*

Finally, it's the end of the day. You grab your psychology textbooks and stand up. You struggle to manage all your textbooks and grab your bag. A male with dark black hair and blue eyes approaches you.

" Hey Y/N, looks like you're in a situation and in need of help. I will be the kind person i am and hold your bag." he declares egotistically 

"I'm not sure who you think you are. I am many things but a damsel in distress is not on the list!" you quickly reply grabbing your bag out of his grip and making your way out. You can hear the snickering of the other girls.

"She refused help from him" one says

"She's such a freak" they declare

"She has quite the smart mouth" one says

You ignore their thoughts on the way you carry yourself and make your way to your car. People always yell at me and tell me to be more feminine but i feel fine the way i am. You turn on your car and buckle your seatbelt and drive to your apartment. You arrive and you enter your apartment it's a one bedroom urban apartment. You put down your stuff and walk to the kitchen opening the fridge. You take out some ingredients and begin preparing a meal for yourself. You sit in your kitchen eating. The calendar catches  your attention and their is a big red circle on today's date, October 5th, it reads smackdown L.A. I hits you that today is smackdown and you have front row seat tickets courtesy of the school council. You finish and clean up and get changed. You are wearing an AJ Lee black widow shirt and a pair of dark jeans with combat boots. You close your door and drive all the way to L.A. which is about a two hour drive. While on the freeway you jam to your favorite song and a particular song plays and you instantly think about the vague image of your old friend Dean and how you miss him. You change the song instantly and refuse to get all worked up over a guy and he probably doesn't remember you anymore. Right?