Opposites Attract ( a Baybrose fan-fiction )

Part 1. And Then I Saw Her.

"Fuck," I mumbled to myself as I attempted to warm myself up. RAW just had to come to Chicago didn't they?! And in the winter too?! I wonder who's bright idea that was. My eyes then caught onto a little coffee shop, perfect. I could defiantly warm up in there. I pushed the door open and let out a sigh of relief when I felt the warm air around me. I took a quick look around the shop in amusement. "Ha, cute," I said softly. Not too shabby, I could crash here for a while. As I warmed myself up on a nearby lounge chair, I saw her. My breath hitched as my eyes followed her around the shop. She sat about five feet away from me, and my god she was stunning. She looked up at me and gave a weak smile which took my breath away. She wore a vintage "Macho Man" shirt, black leggings, red converse, and her glossy brown hair was thrown up into a messy bun. What really stunned me about her was her face. Those big beautiful brown eyes, those cute little lips, her dimples. Wait a second. What are you doing Dean? You don't even know this girl and you're practically fawning over her. I shook my head but to no avail. I couldn't take my eyes off her. "Um hello?" I snapped out of my daze and realized that she was talking to me. Play it cool Dean, play it cool. "Uh hi!" I said a little too loudly, catching the attention of some old couple. She smiled and let out a little laugh. Fucking. Adorable. "Do you need something? You're kinda staring at me," she replied. My face flushed pure red. I ran my hand through my hair and stuttered out, "uhhhh, yeah. I mean no. I mean yeah. Um...sorry this is really awkward. I'm Dean," I said sticking my hand out. A handshake? Really Dean? God, why was this so hard!? I excepted her to be weirded out but she wasn't. She smiled at me and shook my hand. "Nice to meet you Dean, my names Bayley." Bayley. Gotta remember that.