Shivers * WWE Fanfic

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When the referee holds up my hand an enormous burst of joy explodes all over me. I'm on my knees and I feel the tears of joy as the referee hands me the Championship.

I see Sasha panting and she looks devastated. I get up and kiss the Championship. The crowd cheers for me and it's honestly one of the best feelings in the world.

As I exit the ring I see Bayley on the side of the ring. She looks sad and looks down. I can't help but to feel bad about it.

When I get backstage I'm greeted by Paige who hugs me immediately. "Congratulations!" She says excitedly.

"Thank you!" I say hugging her back. "I knew you could do it." She says clapping her hands.

I look behind Paige and see Dean. He smiles and I smile back. "Oh I better get going." She whispers as she spots Dean. "I'll see you later so we can celebrate!"

"What? Celebrate where?" She doesn't reply just smiles walking away. "Hey... congratulations." Dean says.

I smile, "Thank you." He hugs me out of nowhere and I hug him back. "I'll see you later okay?"

"Okay." I reply. He smiles again and walks away. He must be going to make Sasha feel better.

•••

"Paige this is insane. We're leaving early tomorrow. It's not a good idea. Plus, the last time I got wasted something really awful happened."

The flashbacks of that night and those two me come to mind. Thinking about it makes me sick.

"What happened? Because I remember you said you left with Dean. That doesn't sound awful to me." She smirks and I roll my eyes.

"Nothing happened. I've told you a million times." Paige shrugs as she pulls out a whiskey bottle.

"How did you even manage to rent a place all to yourself?" I ask looking around. "Sami helped me. We invited everyone!"

"Everyone? Paige did you..." my voice trails off and she grins. "Yes I did invite your sexy lover."

"Paigeee!" I say feeling my cheeks redden. A part of me can't help but to feel extremely happy she invited him. On the other side it makes me upset.

He most likely won't come since Sasha lost. He shouldn't celebrate my victory when his girlfriend lost.

"I even invited Sasha." She says as she pulls out a bag of plastic cups. "You did not." But knowing Paige I know she did.

"I did too. Should've seen her face. At first it was like she couldn't believer it. Then she saw that I was serious and she was pissed."

"Oh Paige." I say putting my hand against my forehead. "It's okay. She probably won't come. And if she does we will deal with it."

•••

Everyone seems to be having fun but I'm feeling a bit blue. Just about everyone seems to be here but not Dean.

Of course. What was I thinking? That he would come? That he would be here beside me? Cheering me? Congratulating me while his girlfriend is devastate over losing?

As stupid as it all sounds it did cross my mind. "Why so sad? Shouldn't you be partying like everyone else? This is your party."

I look up from my seat to see Randy. He takes a seat beside me and I straighten up. "I'm not sad. I'm just-"

"Expecting Dean huh?" I bite the inside of my lip and look at the dancing crowd. "No." I lie.

"You can't fool me." He says crossing his arms over his chest. "Okay yes. I was expecting Dean. I know it's stupid. It's really stupid but there's still a hope inside of me that won't die."

He raises his eyebrows and uncrosses his arms defensively. "I know." He says. "You were right. What was I thinking being friends with him? It was never going to work."

"Well your friend is here." Randy says. I quickly turn around looking around everywhere when a particular figure catches my eye.

"Be careful now." Randy says in my ear. He gets up and walks away. I stay seated looking at Dean.

He's not with her. He's by himself and that makes my heart skip a beat. Dean sees me and immediately walks to me.

"I didn't think you'd come." I say once he sits beside me. "How could I not?" He says grabbing a drink from the table.

He gulps it down and I spot Paige in the crowd who gives me a look. "I don't know. I just thought... never mind. I'm glad you came."

I say happily. He hands me a drink and I shake my head no. He laughs and leans down to me. "Come on. Are you scared to drink? Are you scared you'll say too much?"

My stomach turns into knots and my body starts feeling hot. "It's fine. I won't tell a soul."

"I'll rather not drink. It seems like every time I do I get myself in trouble." I say remembering.

When Dean and I started drinking at Lana's wedding things lead from one thing to another. Then a few weeks ago with that incident of me blabbing about my feelings.

"Your loss then." He replies with a grin. He sips the alcohol from the cup and I just stare at him. How can a human being be so perfect?

"What're you looking at short stack?" It's been a while since he's called me nicknames and believe it or not I miss it. Never did I think I'd miss him picking on me and calling me annoying nicknames... but I do.

"Can't I look?" I ask. "Of course you can. I just wish I could read your mind." He says. "I'm sure you wouldn't like to read my mind."

"Why? Are you thinking of rough sex or playing a porno scenario in your mind?" He laughs and I blush. "No! Of course not."

"Whatever you say tinkerbell." He says this so close to me that I can smell his minty breath. I still can't get used to him being so close. It makes me feel some type of way.

I get a text from Paige and it makes me break the eye contact. I read the text and feel my heart drop.

"She's here. Shit. I didn't think she'd actually come."