Lunatics In Love (WWE Dean Ambrose fanfic)

Two's A Company, But Three's A Crowd

As we got to the hotel, I saw a rather attractive man with half bleach blonde and black hair. I was told he was Colby.

“Is your name gorgeous? Cuz I'm Colby Lopez." Colby grinned as I felt myself blushing. Joe gave him evil eyes, I whimpered in fear of Joe's terror.

“So where is this Jonathon guy?" I asked, breaking the thin ice.

"BRUTHAS!!!" A dirty blond yelled. I was told this was Jon.

So this is Mr. Lunatic Fringe. I kinda like this guy. I thought top myself. I began to giggle as he smirked, his dimples were huge, causing me to giggle to myself.

Jon looked at me, “Whose this nut? I kinda like her. Not to mention she's a looker too"
“Jynxx... my little sister..." Joe said seriously.

“Take a chill pill, Joe... it was only a friendly compliment... and it wasn't even for you, it was for your sister...." Colby laughed.

We walked down the halls. Dean offered to carry my bags. I refused, because I try to be independent.

Dean tried small talk.

“So... I, ugh heard you liked music... you like to sing?" Jon asked.
“I hate my singing. I'm more of a false chord, or low growl kinda gal...." I whimpered.
He frowned, “Well, I bet your singing is great... I can't sing for squat... meh voice is a little too deep, and kinda raspy. "

Joe noticed us talking, and felt uncomfortable.

Once we got to Colby and Jon's room, I left my duffle bag, and suitcase there. I was told that I would watch The Shield fought against John Cena and The Usos. I wouldn't really debut until next month at The Royal Rumble, against Paige. If I won, that match would set me up for a great career, in this golden company.

Once we got to the arena, I texted Nattie.

Me: hey Nat! I'm here, and I won't fight tonight, I'm going to go with The Shield, and be a guest commentator.

Nattie: well get there, my lovely! I'll meet you by the girl's locker room in 10, my match isn't until later... c u then!

I died a little.

“Joe, I'm gonna meet Nattie, by the girl's locker room..." I said smiling. Jon looked up at me.
“Cool, do you want me to..." “I can take her!" Joe spoke as he was cut off by a very enthusiastic Jon.

“Cool, lead the way!" I giggled. I could hear Joe's growls of anger. He is very overprotective of me, if you couldn't tell.

“So.... tell me a little bit about yourself.... Jynxx...." Jon said.
I sighed.
He frowned, “ if you want to... I'm not forcing ya..."

“It's cool... I'm only 21. I like to rough house, cuz most of my cousins are boys. I love music. I like to be independent. Or try to. My parents died when I was 9... it's sucks but, it's life I guess.... what about you?" I sighed. He frowned.
“Let's make this short and sweet", he laughed, “My mom died of an overdose when I was young. My dad's in jail. I've been wrestling since I was 16. I'm 28 now. I like potatoes, and I wear walnuts on my feet... ooh! Ooh! Ooh! Can I tell you a secret?!" Jon yelled, scaring the crap out of me.
“Of course..." I said.
“Well, I've been trying to convince The Vince McMahon to let me do a segment of me just eating a baked potato for like, 30 minutes. I've got it all planned out. I'll sit in the judge of the ring, Indian style, too. Criss cross, applesauce! Ya feel me?" Jon giggled, like a little kid.

I felt like I had known him my entire life... no, don't do this heart.... please, not this....

I went silent, but the heart wants what the mind thinks is wrong...

I can't fall for Jon....

I cannot fall for Jonathon Good...

I've gotta keep telling myself this...