She Wants What She Hates ~ Ally/You (G!P)

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You

After the call, I got up from my spot, careful not to disturb the tiny Mexican lying in my arms. I make it so that her head is now on Normani's lap. She snuggles into her and I smile softly.

She's so fucking cute.

I quietly slip on my shoes, about to head out when someone groans and a groggy voice speaks up. "Y/N? Where are you going?" I look back and see Lauren squinting up at me, stretching under Dinah.

"Uh, nowhere special. Just... out," I shrug. She blinks a few times before scoffing, "Bullshit." I roll my eyes, "Then where am I goin', since you know everything?"

She sits up from her laying position on the couch I usually sleep on and rubs her eyes. "I don't know. That's why I ask," she sasses. I stuff a hand in my pocket while the other treads my messy waves.

"Hey... you okay?" She then asks, voice full of concern. I stay quiet for a bit, mind going back a few months ago when I first came in contact with Baby Girl's crazy ass ex.

I cringe when I remember my dick getting inverted that day as well as Lauren going apeshit on the nigga.

The girl stands up cautiously, moving the Tongan's arm away from her torso. "Y/N," she says and I sigh. "I'm gucci. Just gotta call from the last person I'd ever expect."

She hums in thought, "Let's talk in the kitchen." She starts for that direction and I follow, careful not to step on Norminah, who was knocked out on the floor.

Garbello was upstairs; probably "celebrating".

We enter the kitchen, switching on the light above the stove. Lauren sits at the island, folding her arms over top of it. "Who called you?" She asks.

I sit across from her, copying her position.

"That crazy dude that came by here a while back," I answer, earning me a perplexed look. "He kicked me in my shit?... I thought I had a pussy for a second?" Her expression changes to one of humor.

"Haha, yeah, I knew who you were talking about already," I laugh sarcastically while glaring at her. "What's Will doing calling you so late? What did he want?"

"A fucking rematch. He's still hung up on Ally," I say and she shrugs. "How are you gonna deal with this?"

"I was gonna call back and tell him to meet me at that warehouse near the hospital," I say, looking down at the bands around my wrists.

"What, Striker's?" I nod chuckling a bit after, "He's gonna need a hospital when I'm done with him." She chuckles shortly, "When are you planning on doing this?"

"Tonight," I reply. She eyes widen slightly, "Tonight?" I nod, "Tonight."

"Pebs, no," she says, looking at me seriously. "And why not? I'm tired of this nigga already and I only met him once. Under a dumb ass circumstance," I mumble the last part.

"Fighting him wouldn't solve-,"

"All I gotta do is whoop his ass once and he'll leave me and Ally alone," I shrug. Lauren rolls her eyes with a huff. "What?" I ask.

"Will doesn't play fair, Y/N," she says. "What, you mean he'll bring other niggas? Baby girl, you forgot I singlehandedly defeated 14 other Superstars in a Battle Royal," I say cockily.

She smacks her forehead, "This isn't the WWE, Dumbass!" I raise an eyebrow at her, "What I'm sayin' is that I can handle myself."

"At least take someone with you."

"Yeah? Like who?" I squint at her, waiting for an answer. "I dunno. Maybe one of the guys? Or even AJ?" I ponder some, "Nick's the only one from them that I'd bring with me in a fight."