WWE Imagines

chris jericho (request)

this is for slytherin_queen12 i hope you like it xx

WARNING: CURSE WORDS ARE THE STAR OF THIS CHAPTER.
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"Kelsey!" My older sister, Amy Dumas - or better known as Lita. Shouts from the corridor.

i look around and see her with the women's title on her shoulder.

my sister looks badass

i say to myself.

"Stay in my locker room alright? Trish is going to be there." She says and I nod.

Once I get inside my sister's locker room - I see Trish sitting on the couch watching chris jericho's match.

I immediately plop myself down on the couch.

I watch in awe as Chris does an amazing job inside the ring.

Trish snickers at my gwaking.

"If you like him so much, why don't you tell him." She suggests.

I gasp. "Are you crazy? What if he doesn't like me."

Trish snorts. "Yeah 'what if.' Life is full of what ifs, what's the point of living if you don't take a few chances." She says.

I shrug. "I'll think about it."

"When the time is right." Trish says.

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I walk along the hallway to go to the Arena's restroom when I bump into someone.

"Oh I'm sorry." I say, not looking at who I bumped into.

"You should be - worthless bìtch." I look up to see Stephanie, Stephanie McMahon.

I glare at her. "Well, if it isn't Daddy's little spoiled piece of shìt." I say non chalant.

"Real mature sweetie - you're just jealous." Stephanie says

I mockingly gasp. "Jealous? Me? Aww honey - don't flatter yourself." I say with a snicker.

"You should be, I have everything while you have a pathetic excuse for a sister and a little bird told me that you like Jericho! Ha! How lame." Stephanie says

She's such a bìtch.

I raise an eyebrow at her. "Jericho? Lame - oh please he's better than your husband."

Stephanie stops laughing and glares at me - she lunges at me and starts pulling my hair.

"Why you little bìtch!" She says

Suddenly someone grabs my waist and pulls me away from her.

"Stop it Stephanie! Be mature for once." I turn to see Chris holding onto my waist.

Stephanie huffs. "Fine! Whatever!" She says, walking away.

I look towards Jericho.

"Are you alright?" He asks - I look at him shyly.

"How long have you been here?" I ask him.

He smirks. "Long enough to hear that a certain someone has taken a liking towards me." He says - I'm pretty sure my face is red as a fùcking tomato.

"I - uhm, I...." I stutter, unable to form a coherent sentence.

He grabs both of my cheeks and looks me in the eyes.

"Is it true?" He asks

I look into his eyes, I nod. "Yes - I like you Chris, I like you a lot."

Suddenly I feel a pair of lips on mine - I close my eyes and savor the moment.

He breaks away - too soon for my liking.

"Does that mean you like me too?" I ask.

He chuckles, and places a kiss on my lips again.

"Does that answer your question?"

I smirk - a mischievous glint in my eyes. "I don't know."

Chris smirks.

"Well I have a way to anwer your question."

That's how I end up making out with the guy I fancy.

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this imagine is so overdue i'm sorry!

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