Shivers * WWE Fanfic

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"That was really embarrassing." I say leaning back against the wall. "No it's fine." Paige says. "What did Sami say?"

My cheeks blush as I remember breaking down in front of him. He looked really freaked out. "He's okay. Nothing he's never seen before."

"Oh okay. Well good." She smiles and I smile back. "Do you have a headache?" I shake my head no. "I'm okay. I didn't drink much so I'm good."

"Okay so I'm pretty sure you remember everything you told me. Right?" I look at her and nod my head slowly.

"Yeah but-" she interrupts me before I'm done. "Don't even say it was fake or that you were drunk because you weren't."

"So what do I do about it? There's nothing I can do." I say with a loud sigh. "There is something you can do."

"And what's that?" She leans closer to me, "Talk to him." Paige says this so calmly like it's no big deal. "Talk to him? I can't even say hi anymore because he's always with her."

"Go to his room and talk to him. Tell him everything you told me last night. Tell him how you feel. Tell him." She sounds so encouraging I almost want to do it.

"You're crazy." I finally say. "No, you are. That's why you need to do it. Come on take a chance. What if he feels the same way?"

"He doesn't. It wasn't even part of the plan." I reply sadly. "You don't know that. Even if he doesn't you need to get this off your chest. You won't be able to move on if you don't tell him. And what plan? The plan of falling in love? You can't plan that. It just happens."

I bite the inside of my cheek, "I don't even have his room number." She grins pulling out a paper from her pocket.

"Paige, how did you get this?" I ask staring at the paper. It has his floor number and room number. "Sami got it for me. Now go on."

"But-" she literally pushes me off the bed. "Go." I stare at my pjs and then at her, "I can't go like this."

"Well get changed and get super pretty and go. I mean it's up to you but I highly suggest that you do it. I want you to get over this because it's no good to keep it to yourself. You need to say this or you'll regret it in the future."

She gets up from my bed and gives me a quick hug before walking to my door. "Think about it." She walks out of my room closing the door behind.

I stare at the paper on my hand. Fifth floor, room 324. Paige is right. I need to get this off my chest. Who knew Paige could be so wise?

I'm looking through my clothes trying to find the cutest clothes I own. Everything I look at looks ugly.

I end up picking a pink shirt and ripped jeans along with my converse of course. After I brush my hair I look at myself in the mirror.

If I'm going to confess my feelings I should at least look decent right? I go to my suitcase and dig to the bottom pocket where I keep my cheap makeup.

I grab my clumpy black mascara and pink lip gloss that's more gloss than pink. After I apply mascara and put on the gloss I head out.

My heart is beating so fast and loud it makes me sweat. It feels like how I felt my first time going to Wrestlemania.

I feel that same familiar anxiety and nervousness through my veins. I don't want to screw this up. This could potentially ruin our friendship.

"Aj. Hey, could I talk to you?" I turn around and see Randy behind me. "Hey Randy. Umm I'm actually-"

"Listen I'm really sorry about the other night. It was supposed to be a fun night and I made it miserable. It's just been rough, you know? I would really like to go out with you again."

"Well..." he speaks up before I say something else. "I understand if you don't want to but think about it."

"Okay. I will. Sorry I have to go. I'll talk to you later." I rush to the elevator before he says something else.

My shaky hand presses the fifth floor. It takes about ten seconds for me to get there. As soon as the door opens I want to go back to my floor.

I take a deep breath and step out the elevator. At this point I don't know what to do or think. Everything is going through my mind and I'm remembering everything that Dean has said.

Could he possibly feel something for me? What is Sasha is with him? What will he say? What will she say? What if I confess my feelings and he laughs at my face? What if after that he never wants to speak to me again?

Will he think I'm weird? Will he feel the same? Will he let me down? What will he do? What will I do?

After a few minutes of standing outside his room I knock on it. I knock very quietly as quiet as I can.

I'm so scared it's not funny. I'm about to knock again when Dean opens the door. His hair is wet and he's got a towel around his waist.

"Oh. Hey Aj." He smiles. He sounds and looks surprised to see me here. I clear my throat feeling my cheeks redden.

I can't help to glance down at his body. "I just got out the shower. It was really nice. You should've showered with me. Could've helped me wash my back."

He smirks and I laugh quietly. "Kidding. I'm kidding. Or am I?" He laughs and I smile blushing. "Always making jokes." I say with a grin.

"Yeah. Uh, so what's up? Come on in." He opens the door for me and I walk in. Sasha is obviously not here and I'm thankful for that.

"Hey so I wanted to talk to you about something." I say quietly sitting on his bed. "Go on my little crumpet. I'm all ears."

A familiar butterfly feeling starts to form in the center of my stomach. When he's alone with me he's Dean again. The Dean I know. He doesn't act like he does when he's with her.

"Well I wanted to say something. It feels like a weight on my chest and I need to get this off my chest. Otherwise I won't be happy and I won't feel okay. It's-"

I stop talking when there's a knock on the door. Dean freezes and looks at me. There's another knock and Dean finally moves.

He moves quietly to the door and looks through the peep hole.

"Shit."