Find me! (Dean Ambrose)

Chapter I

"Maybe you shouldn't be such a bad influence on the locker room, and give me back MY Intercontinental Title, Dean!"

The Miz mocked Dean Ambrose as I stood in the crowd, watching in awe. 'Dean better pull the Dirty Deeds on him...' I thought. This is my first time at an actual WWE event, and I'm here to watch Dean fuck someone up. Mostly Miz. He deserves it. I watched as Dean stuck his tongue out and licked his bottom lip, and then pulled the mic back to his lips. "Oh, yeah, yeah.. YOUR Intercontinental Title.. Right, right, Uhh.. Let me think about that..." A smirk played on the corner of his signature smile, making his dimples form even deeper than they already are. He walked over towards The Miz, and began handing him the title.

"NO DEAN! GIVE HIM THE DIRTY DEEDS!!"

..... 'You idiot!' I mentally face-palmed as I realized I had just yelled that out loud. I froze as I saw Dean's gaze shift from Miz over to me, and I felt my stomach start to churn. My eyes widened as he looked at me and he winked at me. Not like a flirty wink, but a "You know what I'm about to do" wink. I sighed a bit, as I felt my cheeks burning anyways. He looked back at Miz and performed Dirty Deeds, as I hoped he would, and grabbed his title from the canvas of the ring. Maryse hugged her husband as Dean exited the ring ropes and started slapping the fan's hands on the way out. He started to slow his pace as he got to me, my heart started to race and my hand started shaking. He stopped in front of me and grabbed my hand. I felt a crumbled up paper and I tightened my fingers around it. "Find me." Dean mouthed as he strutted on, slapping some more hands and exiting.

I looked down at my hand as I pulled it to me, and unhinged my grip on the tiny slip of paper. I looked it over. "A backstage pass?.." I muttered to myself. 'This can't be happening! It's like one of those romantic cliche fanfictions I read..' (HA, 4TH WALL BREAK!)

I felt my heart pound with excitement. 'GO, GO, GO, GO!! NOOOOWWWW!' I mentally screamed at myself. I quickly started to make my way through the crowd and to the backstage area. The bodyguards stopped me and asked for my pass, I almost shoved it in their faces, and they cleared me to go back. I slowly made my way back further, and replayed the words Dean mouthed to me.
"Find me."