the heartbreaker || dean ambrose love story

•signing your death warrent•

Important AN at the end :)

                               "Holy fuck, remind me never to let you drive us here again." I glanced across the passenger side of the car and saw Dean holding onto the hand grip for dear life, his other hand against the dash board to stop himself from jerking forward as I braked at a red light.

"Why?" I smiled revving the engine of our rental deliberately. "Can't take a little thrill seeking adventure on the way to work Ambrose?"

"Oh, I can take the adrenaline alright." He scoffed seemingly offended at my assumption of him not being manly enough. "But it's one in the afternoon, traffic is everywhere and I don't wish to get a hundred dollar ticket due to your recklessness and impatient attitude."

I smiled as the light turned to green, turning the corner I drove down the last main road to tonight's arena in Texas. "You love me really, I can see it in your eyes." I joked.

He rolled his eyes, sitting back in his seat as I finally pulled into the carpool, there was a gathering of security and fans behind a barrier as I followed the path of the car just pulled in in front of us. It was Barrett and Sheamus. Wade rolled down the window and waved at the gathering of people, Dean looked over at my window as I rolled it down - feeling it to be a generous kind of Monday.

"Deannn! We love youuuu!" A crowd of young women screamed in high octaves from the corner of the barrier, I burst out laughing and Dean seemed awkward, only offering a wave.

They continued screaming my boyfriends name as though they were about to turn blue in the face and faint as we waited (myself impatiently) for security to guide us into a free space after Barrett and Sheamus.

"Sierra! Sierra! Marry me!" Another man yelled and I laughed again, some fans were a little too passionate to our faces.

"Your dads a legend!" Another group yelled and I called back a thanks, waving every once in a while as Dean tried to block it out after a while, we were sat waiting for a good two minutes and it clearly gets a bit tedious for him.

"Hey Sierra!" I recognised the British twang, it was Barrett. I leaned out of the window and he was mirroring my actions, a wide grin on his face as we caught eyes. "This woman's holding out a piece of paper, it's a partnership agreement! She wants you to sign it and turn lesbian for her!" He chuckled calling over the crowd.

Instantly eruptions of giggles took place and security tried to keep the barriers in place, whoever was in front of Wade and Sheamus clearly couldn't park an equipment lorry, that's for sure.

"Oi' Wade?" Dean called, I hadn't noticed him roll down his window due to my own laughter. He yelled over our car, hoping that Barrett would hear him. "Tell the woman that she's too late! I don't like to share my things!"

"Alright mate!" After a few moments Barrett yelled back, and I rolled my eyes at Dean whilst he smirked at me. I had mostly a good relationship with the fans, I liked my restraints with them for sure, but I didn't mind meeting them and signing things when unscheduled - unless they were too persistent and forceful.

"Who says I wouldn't turn bisexual for the woman?" I mocked Dean with a wink and his eyes went wide, I intended to freak him for a millisecond but seemingly he'd took it another way. As usual Dean does . .

"If you hooked up with a women, then I'd need someone to pin me down. . put it that way." He smirked darkly and I wrinkled my nose, disgusted at his insinuations. His mind was never far from dirty thoughts, I swear it's the first thing he thinks when he wakes and the last at night.