Camp Over The Hill - Dean Ambrose (AU)

Day Dream Dean

Day: 16

I stand at the end of the dock looking out at the lake. Today was a busy day full of activities and it didn't help that it was hotter than hell.

Being a councillor isn't easy.

Although the day was jam packed with a bunch of crazy stuff, all I could think about was the beach, Dean's lips inches away from mine, leaving me hanging because Seth is a fuck head, a fuck head and he doesn't even know it.

"Fuck head." I mumble to myself.

Is it even possible to fall in love with someone in 16 days? I'm not implying that I'm in love, but I do have deep feelings for Dean.

He has a great personality, he's quite smart but he tends to hide it, he likes the same movies as I do, he gets my jokes, he's handsome, lovely body, perky butt, BEAUTIFUL eyes.

Can't believe I fell for a white guy.

"What are you doing out here all by yourself?" A voice asks from behind me.

I turn away from the water to face Dean. His hair is wet, probably from the shower he just took, and he definitely didn't do a great job drying off as his shirt is sticking to his wet, lean, body.

Oh my.

"I'm just looking out at the lake" I say smiling at him trying my hardest to keep my eyes on his rather than his body.

He laughs, "all alone, in the dark?"

"Well I missed the sunset, I was helping out in the kitchen" I explain as Dean walks closer to the edge of the dock where I stand.

"Ah, I wouldn't have known that, I'm banned from the kitchen."

"That's very understandable" I nod.

"Alex" Dean says as he runs his fingers through his wet hair, practically hovering over me.

His neck probably really hurts with all the looking down and all..

"The other day" he reminds me, like I actually forgot and it hasn't been taking over my mind all day, "the beach.."

"What about it?" I say awkwardly.

"There was, uh, some unfinished business, if you will" He says in his deep voice.

A small smile starts to grow on my lips as he leans down, once again inches away from my lips.

With Seth nowhere in sight and nothing else that could possibly ruin this moment, Dean's lips ring.

Okay, let me try this again.

...Dean's lips touch mi- ring.

*RING RING RING*

My eyes slowly open, to the annoying sound of something ringing, oh and also my heart breaking at my extremely realistic dream crushing me to bits.

"Fuck . This . SHIT" I shout to myself as I cover my head with one of my pillows. "I don't deserve this abuse."

"GET UP FAT ASS, WE GOT A BUSY DAY!" Seth shouts as he walks into my room.

"It's 6am" I say from under my pillow. "And who said you could call me fat ass? That's my thing, fat ass!"

Seth grabs the pillow from over my head "wake up, sweetheart" he smiles unsympathetically.

"Cock-block" I mumble as he walks away.

-

I sigh. "Maybe if you guys just listened to me, you wouldn't have so many questions" I say with a bored expression across my face. "It's not that hard. You literally put a spoon, in your mouth, and pass an egg around without dropping it, and no Ellie, you can not use your hands."