Fresh Air. -A Dean Ambrose Love Story-

Chapter 13- That's Our Girl

Violet.

"Are you sure traveling with Dolph and Zack is a good idea...Considering your...Storyline with Dolph and everything?" It was currently five-thirty in the morning and AJ and I were packing up, getting ready to head to the next city to film for Smackdown. I had roomed with AJ again last night, considering we were already roomies, and I didn't feel like ditching her, even though things with me and the guys were okay again.

Yeah, even with Dean things were okay...Shocking, right? He actually stayed back with us, as we had our 'scary movie/pizza night' and ended up falling asleep next to me on the couch... When I was younger, my sister, Rebecca and myself made blankets by purchasing two separate fabrics, and then tying them both together. My blanket had a cute grey and white pattern on the top side, and a very fuzzy pink side on the bottom...It was my favorite blanket, and I take it everywhere with me.

Except for last night, because last night...I had laid it across Dean's sleeping figure, and think my heart melted when he curled into it. That was the first time i've ever parted with the blanket...I usually can't sleep without it draped across me...But, I figured he needed it more than I did...And I slept surprisingly okay without it....Knowing it was in good hands.

Anyways, so everything was okay with the boys and myself and I couldn't be happier.

AJ scoffed. "That's just what it was, Vi." She paused for dramatic effect. "A story line. Therefore, Phil has no right to get mad at me...About anything involving myself or Dolph. And, it's not like we'll be there alone...Zack will be there."

"I guess you're right, I just feel bad...If you want me to just ride with you, we can-"

"No, Violet...Stop. I'll be fine. Dolph and Zack are fun to be around and they're not pissed at either one of us for anything...You go with your boys, it'll be nice to bond with them...Especially since you and Ambrose are all buddy buddy again." I could feel my cheeks heat up at the mention of Dean's name, and watched as AJ smirked. "God, I can't wait until you two become a thing."

"Shut up." I rolled my eyes, throwing one of my fuzzy socks at her. She laughed, and I smiled to myself before finishing up with my packing. She threw the sock back to me, and I slipped it in my suitcase, doing one more check around the room to make sure I grabbed everything. When I knew I had, I walked into the bathroom and made sure everything in there was also packed.

When everything was ready to go, I zipped up my suitcase, slipped on my sunglasses, tied my shoes, and AJ and I then began to roll our suitcases out of the room. When we arrived in the hallway, we immediately parted ways, since she was supposed to meet Dolph and Zack in Zack's room which was right down the hall from our room. I continued on towards the elevator, having told to meet my boys in the lobby.

I pressed the button to go down, and the elevator almost immediately arrived. This hotel only had five floors, and AJ and my room were on the fourth...So, I was really hoping no one from floor five would be in the elevator...When the doors opened, I almost sighed in relief, thinking the elevator was empty, before I looked in the very back.

Fuck.

I slipped in the elevator, and swallowed down hard, closing my eyes...Of every single superstar and diva in this god forsaken hotel...It had to be Randy Orton standing in the back of the elevator? And could this elevator go any freaking slower?

The doors closed, and the two of us were welcomed in a very, very awkward silence. I started to chew on my lip, and pick at my nails a little bit...And still, we weren't even on floor three yet...I could not fucking have this awkwardness...Randy and I were supposed to be best friends...AJ, him and myself...The three musketeers. How were we supposed to be the three musketeers if we can't even speak to each other in a freaking elevator?