You've Made It Easy (Dean Ambrose X Female Reader)

Backstage pass to VIP backstage

Filing into our ringside seats,with our backstage passes dangling from our necks... the empty stadium soon becomes crowded.

Chattering, chanting, and screaming filled the arena air as the stage lights come on flashing vibrant read, white lights, and fireworks screeching from their holders.

Then the sound I've been waiting for I start slapping (Y/ExBFN) in excitement, and jump up screaming it was none other than the intercontinental champion himself, Dean Ambrose! (Y/ExBFN) looks at me and leans in " I don't see why you're so in to him he looks... rough, like a ray from a sewer somewhere here in LA" looking down at him with a snarl, I wave off the remark.

Dean walks down the ramp to the steps to enter the ring, he looks at me, cracks a smirk... my heart almost out my chest, he walks to me grabs the backstage pass from around my neck looks back to me winks and continues about his business.

Grabbing a mic he cuts a promo for his fight later that night against AJ Styles. He drops the mic, his music cues again and as he goes to leave the ring he cuts me another smirk... this time leans in and whispers "Once you're backstage ditch your... friend, and turn right 6 doors on your left is my room". Nodding in agreement, Dean then cuts (Y/BFN) a look then chuckles before walking off. People around me were grabbing, patting my shoulders and signalling for a high five. Leaning in (Y/ExBFN) shouts "WHAT DID HE SAY TO YOU"? "He offered to give me an autograph when we go back stage, also said I reminded him of someone he use to know... nothing important really" I replied.

Turning I hear Alexa Bliss' entrance music queue, I already knew who was next Alicia Fox follows these two have been fueding for weeks now.

Looking over to the backstage light it flicked on allowing us to go back now... pulling (Y/ExBFN) arm I point to the light and start to move for the entrance, keeping in mind what Dean told me I tell (Y/ExBFN) I'm going to walk around a bit do whatever you want, I don't care.

"Hey (Y/N) are you sure you don't want to walk around together... I mean we did come here together". With a huff, I say "Yeah, um no. I guess you should of been thinking about us when you cheated on me both times huh" "Look I said I didn't mean to the first time, and the second I didn't believe you actually wanted it to work" "Quit trying to make yourself out as the victim. I'm done with you I said it not even 45 minutes ago, so get it through your skull, K? K" I say turning and walking away.

I really don't know what his problem is. That's so annoying he's playing victim when he's been nothing but a pain in my ass the last few weeks. Fuck him.

"Okay real mature, just walk away" I hear him say. I continue walking flipping him off.

Okay so right from the entrance six doors down to the left... right? I ponder as I walk slowly making sure (Y/ExBFN) is no longer in sight occasionally... once I no longer see him I pick up my pace. 3...4...5... and...6 well even if I forgot I'd of found the door anyways labeled across the front *Intercontinental Champion Dean Ambrose* chuckling to myself I pull out my phone check myself before knocking.

Hearing a fumbling around behind the door, suddenly it begins to open... peering around the door is Dean... "Hey you" he says opening the door signaling me to enter. As I walking in he offers me something to drink "What'll it be doll water, alcohol, you name it... it's yours" he says shutting the door behind me. "Water will do" I say looking at the room. "Make yourself at home, sorry doll I have been meaning to get your name" he says handing me my water and sitting on the couch. "It's fine, thank you I am (Y/N)" I reply as he sits next to me. "(Y/N)... that's a pretty name, fit for a beautiful woman" he says placing his arm behind me...

Now I'm blushing.... is Dean... Ambrose... hitting on me...
"Thank you Mr. Ambro... "You can call me by my actual name Jonathan Good if you'd like... or both" he says cutting me off... "Okay Jon, thank you for the compliment, if I didn't know any better it say you were hitting on me" I say turing so my eyes meet his. Earning a smirk, chuckle from him he puts his hand on my shoulder and says "Or maybe I just know a goodthing when I see it...".

Looking at the clock above the door he turns to me "My match is in 15 more minutes and in that time I would like to get to know you better, now if you say you need to get back to that smug asshole of a guy you were with.. well I understand" shrugging and turing away from me. Now giggling "Are you trying to convince me to stay... because I was going to anyway" "You sure that guy won't miss you" "Most definitely not... because I sure as hell do not miss him" "Some history there or... if you don't mind me asking of course" "Well in short we were together for a long while, before he cheated on me, then proceeded to cheat on me again today when I was giving him another chance, so I left him" I say confidently. "Woah (Y/N) what a dumbass he is because you're... abosoluty stunning, to beautiful to be interested in a guy like me" turning away from me again.

Reaching for his chin, turning him towards me "I'd rather sit here, with you, you're my favorite wrestler, and you're really sweet. What more could I possibly say for you to see that I'm really enjoying my time with you..." "Well you could say yes to this" He says. Now pulling a cup pass from his pocket... "Here's my vip pass you can stay back here all night, I'll take you to the box, you can watch my match from there." "I'd actually enjoy that" I say smiling ear to ear. Grabbing my hand Dean lead me up the stairs, "So I am your favorite wrestler, why" "Because your character feels like you genuinely are giving it your all, you're smile is adorable don't get me wrong, physically you're easy on the eyes". Earning a smile I poke his dimple. "So I am physically attractive, you like my lunatic character, well I think you need to get to know me on a personal level" "Really, you want to get to know me, a pretty face in the crowd" "I told you I felt the need to speak to you, now I want to know the girl with the pretty face" opening the door to the VIP box he let's go of my hand. "Alright my street match against AJ is in 3 minutes so I have to run, but I'll be back up here for you after the match ends, we can go to my hotel room, I'll shower, and we can grab some food?" "Yeah that sounds great... Dean have fun" I say waving him off.

Looking down I hear "Retaliation" begin to play, see Dean walking to the ring, swinging his taped hands, and then AJ comes from behind him with a chair.

Ramming it in to Dean's side multiple times, before taking it over his back, and then getting in to the ring. Dean made his way to a sitting position, by now I had to look at the monitor his back was to me, he had a crazed smile about him. Standing to his feet he held his side before getting in the ring, he reaches below the ring pulling out a kindle stick. Tapping the ring he slides in acting like it's a sword to keep AJ back, the crowd laughs, they love him. The referee rings the bell, AJ lunges at Dean so he two hands the stick slapping AJ in the leg.

Now hobbling on one leg,  proceeding to fall on his back Dean begins slapping him multiple times with the stick. Once the stick broke Dean threw it to the side and began throwing rights and lefts in to AJ now in fetal position. Once Dean finally let up it was just to get his championship, to use it as a new weapon.

Laying the title in the center of the ring, pulling AJ to his feet Dean walked hum to the title point down at it and shook his finger no to AJ. Then wham Dirty Deeds on to the belt, AJ went down thrashing, and now bleeding.

Dean grabbed two chairs placing one on AJs leg the other on his arm. Making his way to the top rope he landed a elbow drop to the chair on AJs arm, grabbing his elbow in pain, I gasp. He stands up regaining him self and does a leg from to the chair on the leg. Going down for the pin 1...2...3 the ref throws Dean's hand up.

Excited I feel my phone buzz, looking at it, it's (Y/ExN). "You're really missing this, the guy you drool over getting his was handed to him, by this other dude with a tatdown his side". I ended up sending a picture from the box of the ring view with my middle finger in it with the reply "Actually this great view Dean has given me the privilege of seeing has been great, it's even better that he won, now if you'll excuse me he should be on the way up here to get me. Good luck have fun with whatever you do. I'm riding with him... so don't wait around for me" letting out a laugh.

"What's so funny beautiful" I hear a voice say behind me, turning to see Dean in his pullover on, and dark jeans. "Just my ex trying to be a dick so I had to let him know a few things" "Goodshit you ready to head out" "Of course I am... I'm having dinner with a cute, sweet guy how could I not be ready to go" I say as he grabs my hand.

A/N I have to type some more but this chapter is 1557 words roughly. Sorry if it's long♡