Shivers * WWE Fanfic

07

Today is Monday night Raw. I so very badly want to have a match. Jane and Mark haven't told me anything though.

So I probably shouldn't even show up. I'm currently reading Dear John. I've probably read Nicholas Sparks books like a million times. They're just really good.

"Hey cheesehead. Open up." Dean says obnoxiously knocking on my door. I put my book down and groan.

"What do you want Ambrose?" I say as I open the door. "Aw it's nice to see you too babe." He says walking in uninvited once again. He's so rude.

"Come on we have to leave." He says staring around my room. He lays his eyes on my book and stares at it with a confused face. I quickly grab the book and shove it in my bag. The last thing I need is for him to pick on me for being a bookworm.

"Leave?" I ask as I look at him. "Yes. Hello we have to go to Raw." He says digging through the small fridge in my room.

He grabs one of my drinks and starts drinking it. "I don't ... I don't think I have to go to Raw." I reply sadly.

"Why? I have a match and we have to go." But I don't. "I just- I don't think they need me." I mumble.

"Nonsense. Let's go. Plus this is the perfect time to let the world know we're a couple. Once the whole main roster sees us together it's going to spread like a wildfire."

Do I really want that? "Ohh." It's all I can say. "So grab your bag pookie let's go." He walks to the door opening it slightly.

"Wait! I have to put in my contacts. I cannot let Randy see me with glasses." I say as I rush to the bathroom.

Dean groans, "Why do women worry about their appearance so much? You look fine." He says from the door.

"Is that a compliment I'm hearing?" I ask as I start applying my contacts. "I guess so." He says. In a few seconds I'm ready to go.

"I see nothing different." Dean says. "I look better." I grab my bag and walk to him. "You look the same."

"Maybe I should apply some makeup. Right? I don't look good face naked."  I blab as we walk out of my room.

"I mean I look okay without it. But, but, I need to look more than okay. Plus, when Randy sees me he has to be like woah. Not like eh. Maybe I should go back and apply some... but then again I don't own any makeup. I do own some mascara that I got from the dollar store. It's very sucky. I should get a good one. I don't know about makeup. I also think it's ridiculous to spend a lot on money on dirt. Because makeup is dirt and I-"

Dean turns around abruptly and steps close to my face. "Listen here payjay, you look fine without makeup. You don't need makeup. So please stop babbling about it. Okay?"

"O-okay. Sorry." I whisper feeling my cheeks blush. "Very well. Then let's go." He turns around and continues walking.

On way to the parking lot and the whole way to the arena I don't say a word. After blabbing on and on about the makeup thing I'm embarrassed to talk.

When we arrive at the arena I start feeling my heart speed up. I'm feeling the adrenaline kick in. I feel like I'm on the ring. Except this time I'm not on the ring. Im in the parking lot watching Dean come to the passenger side.

He opens the door for me and I get off. It's still super sunny outside. Wrestlers usually arrive early to get ready while they fix everything.

"Okay let's do this." Dean says with a grin. I spot a small dimple on his cheek I never seem to notice.

He raises an eyebrow and I then notice I've been staring too long. "Yeah. Let's do it." I quickly look away from his gaze.

He closes the door and locks his car. I see some wrestlers in the parking lot chatting. I spot Summer, Becky, Nikki, and Eva.

They are staring right at us. They must've seen me get off his car. Dean puts his arm around me. When he does I see Eva's moth drop wide open. Nikki raises her eyebrows. Summer glances at Becky.

It's obvious they're shocked. I mean I'd be shocked too. I really hate to admit it but Dean is a good looking guy and he's also popular. So to see a hot popular guy with a girl like me must be a huge shock.

"They're looking at us." I whisper to Dean feeling my whole body on fire. "That's the plan shrimpy."

He suddenly kisses my head and I tense up. "Try to be more relax. You look so awkward." He mumbles under his breath.

I force myself to smile and then I see from the comer of my eye that they're mumbling something.

I suddenly want to curl up in a ball and hide on Dean. I probably could because he's easily bigger than me.

We walk inside and I can finally breathe right. Dean grabs my hand as we walk down the hall. As we walk by they all stop and stare.

Literally all of them. Bayley sees us and waves. Dean waves smiling. We see Sheamus and he glances at us. He doesn't say anything though.

Once we're outside the boys locker room he let's go of my hand. "Ew payjay your hand is sweating."

He rubs his hand on his shirt. "Well excuse me. I just got nervous." My hand is sweating terribly bad.

"Did you see that squirt? All the attention was on us. Now there's no doubt Sasha and Randy will find out about it." He grins.

"Aj? What're you doing here?" Jane asks as she walks by. Of course she would ask that. They don't even need me anymore.

"She's with me. Of course my baby had to come support me for my match. Right love?" He puts his arm around my waist and I curl my toes.

"Yeah." It's all I reply. Jane gives us a look, "Oh so you two are a thing?" She asks surprises. Gee, even Jane is surprised.

"We sure are." Dean says with a smile. "Well I'm happy for you too. Aj I'll let you know as soon as I have a match for you."

I simply nod my head as she walks away. As soon as she's down the hall Dean frowns at me. "What?"

"Nothing short pants. Just the fact that you don't say anything. You just stand there frozen and I do all the talking. You're suppose to act all excited about our relationship. Like just now when Jane came to us you totally froze."

"It's just been a while." I admit. "What do you mean?"

"It's just been a while since someone has put their arm around me."