PLEASE NOTE: This is not one continual story, each chapter is a separate requested one shot. I have just grouped them all together to make it easier for people to read
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*Flashback*
I had just wrestled in a match against Nikki Bella and I was eager to get out of my sweaty clothes and shower. As I approached my locker room however, three large bodies blocked my path
''Can I help you?'' I asked ''Cos you're in my way'' It didn't escape my notice that Dean's was checking me out ''Hey Ambrose. My face is up here''
He just shrugged ''Oh come on darling. Just admit it. You want me right? I mean everyone does''
Oh my. He was delusional as well as cocky
''In your dreams sweetie'' I replied ''Now if you'll excuse me, I have things to do''
* * * You
Don't get me wrong; Dean wasn't all bad. He could be nice, sometimes, but he could also be a pain in the ass. We didn't exactly get on but we weren't enemies either. We had a complicated relationship, some may say a love / hate relationship. My fellow female Superstars were always talking about how hot he was, they all seemed completely smitten with him, but i just didn't see it myself. I was sitting in catering when Roman came in and sat down beside me. Now me and Roman got on well enough but we weren't friends
''Hi'' I smiled politely
''Hey'' he replied
''What's up?'' I asked after a few seconds of silence
''Can I ask you something?'' Roman looked across the room and i followed his gaze to Dean, sitting directly opposite us
I could see where this was going. Dean had obviously sent Roman over to ask me something
''Sure'' i eventually answered
''Why do you dislike Dean so much?''
''Who said I disliked him?'' I asked
''Uh. Well no one exactly, I just-''
''Look Roman'' I interrupted, standing up ''Dean's obviously sent you over here so don't worry about it. You shouldn't have to do his dirty work anyway, i'll go and talk to him''
As I got closer to Dean's table he attempted to look anywhere but in my direction
''Have you got something to ask me Dean?'' I sat down in the chair beside him
''Nope'' he replied
''Really?'' I questioned ''Because from what i can gather, you sent Roman over to ask me why i don't like you'' He only shrugged in response ''You're acting like a teenager. If you want to say something to me, then just say it''
''Okay fine'' Dean replied, turning to look at me ''Why do you hate me so much?''
''I don't hate you'' I answered honestly ''You just get on my nerves sometimes, that's all''
