Shivers * WWE Fanfic

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"You have to wear heels." Paige says handing me a pair of high heels. "I don't wear heels." I say staring at them.

"Well whatever you wear you'll look hot. I'll just leave those here in case you change your mind."

Paige gets a call and she answers right away. "Yes. Yes. I am. Okay be right there!" She hangs up and puts her hair behind her hair.

"Sami is waiting down at the lobby for me. I'll see you later. Bye!" She hugs me and gives me a quick kiss on the cheek.

"Okay bye! You look gorgeous." She walks out of the room closing the door behind. I sit in my bed looking at the heels Paige left behind.

I kneel down and pick up the heels. They're gorgeous. I could never wear them though because I can't walk on them.

"Well whatever you wear you'll look hot." I remember Paige's words and I get the courage to try them on.

They make my feet feel awful but they look so pretty. I struggle to walk to the bathroom. It takes me a while but I finally make it to the bathroom.

I stare at myself in the mirror. Looking at myself I don't look that bad. I'm sure Dean will like it.

I mean he wouldn't want to go with me if I don't look good right? I have to at least look decent enough. Suddenly I hear loud knocking.

"Pookie! Can I come in?" Dean asks. "Yes." I say hiding behind the bathroom door. "Come on. We're going to be late."

I peek behind the door and look at Dean. I quickly hide behind the door again feeling my heart rush. He looks stunning in a tux. Literally. I hold my breath as I look at him.

Must be the tux effect. "Come on. Let me see you." He says. I take a deep breath and glance at myself in the mirror.

My makeup is dramatic. Paige helped me put on false lashes and she did a dark makeup on me. Not to mention my lips are red and I'm wearing heels.

I walk out slowly so I don't fall on my face. Dean looks at me from head to toe. I'm smiling but my smile suddenly disappears when I see his face.

"Do I look good?" I ask self consciously. "Yeah." He answers flatly. I suddenly feel insecure about myself. Do you know that feeling when you feel super good about something and suddenly someone knocks you off that cloud?

That's how I feel right now. I take a seat on my bed not wanting to go out anymore. He literally crushed me.

"Hey you look stunning." He says sitting beside me. "You're lying." I answer staring at the floor. "I'm not. You really do."

"Then why did you make that face?" I ask looking up. My feelings are legit hurt and I feel a sick feeling in my stomach.

"Because it's ... it's not you." He answers. "What do you mean?" He looks me in the eyes. "It just doesn't feel like you."

I shrug wiping off my red lipstick with the back of my hand. "Do I look like a clown again?" This takes me back to that one night Dean and I talked.

Paige had asked him to be my dance partner. I remember he laughed at my makeup. I probably look horrible again.

"No! Oh gosh you still remember that?" He asks. "Hard to forget." I mumble staring at my lipstick smeared on my hand.

"I was kidding. You know I always am." He says in an apologetic tone. "Yeah I know." I say with a sigh.

"What I meant was that you don't need all this." He says staring at me. He gets up from the bed and kneels down to my feet.

He starts taking off the heels. "You don't need to wear heels to look pretty. You also don't need to wear false lashes or a ton of makeup. You look hot with it on but without it you look beautiful. I like you with your natural beauty and your converse. I assure you every guy will be looking at you because you don't need to try."

I get a rush or warmness through my whole body. "Oh Dean. Thank you." I gush with a foolish smile. "It's the truth payjay. Now come on get ready for real."

I get up from the bed and grab a pair of socks with my converse. After I do that I remove the false lashes which almost tear off my real ones. I wipe the smeared red lipstick off me and remove the dark makeup Paige did on me.

After I'm done I look at myself in the mirror and smile. I look like me again. It feels a lot better. I'm glad I didn't have to wear all of that because it was uncomfortable. I felt like I was fooling myself.

"Okay I'm for real ready now." I say walking out of the bathroom. Dean smiles from ear to ear. "Much better pumpkin."

•••

Arriving with Dean feels different. I always come alone. Well last year I came with Paige but besides that I come by myself.

I start feeling nervous because I know cameras will be here. They're going to take pictures of us and probably interview us. I'm not used to this sort of attention.

As we're walking they snap pictures of us. "Could you pose?" A photographer asks. I'm about to leave Deans side but he grabs me by the waist and pulls me in.

I look up at him and that's when they snap the picture. They snap a couple more and we keep walking.

"And theres handsome Dean Ambrose with Aj Lee!" Renee says as the camera turns to us. "Shh Renee she might her jealous." Dean answers with a low chuckle.

Renee laughs and then speaks, "Tell us how do you feel about being here?"She first hands the microphone to me.

"Feels good. It's always an honor to be here." I answer. "I see you guys arrived together. Are you the newest WWE couple?"

"You bet we are." Dean answers putting his arm around me. "How does it feel to be date Dean?"

I look at Dean with a smile. "It's great. He's a really good guy. I'm very lucky to have him. He's not just my boyfriend he's like my best friend."

Dean grins, "Aw! Isn't she the cutest!" He squeezes me and after that we keep walking. "Well said bambi."

We're walking when Dean stops. "I have to use the bathroom tinkerbell. Be right back wait for me here." He says as he walks to the bathroom. I stand there waiting for him when I see something that catches my eye.

Sasha is with Randy taking pictures. She's wearing my dress. The same dress I'm wearing. She said she was planning to wear blue.

After they're done snapping pictures they walk towards me. She makes a surprised face as she approaches me.

"Oh my gosh! We have the same dress. What a coincidence!" She says. "Wow it really is the same dress." Randy says glancing at me and then at Sasha.

"Isn't this crazy?" She asks with a laugh. After that they walk away and I feel my anger inside. My eyes are filling up with tears because I'm angry.

"Are you okay?" Dean asks as he comes in front of me. "She's wearing the same dress." I say. "What?"

I point to Sasha who's talking to Bayley. "Ohhh." Dean says as he looks at the dress. "That's no big deal."

I close my eyes with a sigh. "It is a big deal. She's doing this to bother me." I answer. "It's okay. Don't worry about it. It's just a dress. Okay? Let's enjoy tonight. Come on." He grabs my hand as he pulls me to the opposite direction.

Maybe Dean is right. It is just a dress but I can't help feeling bothered by it.