Short Stories Collection 2

Hey everyone! Thanks for your contribution to the poll based on collection 1!

This is the second collection, and it's going to be a little different this time.

I'm going to post one short story at a time. Instead of just the short story, I'm going to include a brief summary that I've come up with so far based on what I'm thinking of making it into. You are all more than welcome to review and tell me what you think. If you have suggestions or something you'd like to see, please don't hesitate to let me know. I appreciate everyone's feedback.

Once the final short story is posted, I am going to open the poll, which is when I encourage everyone to vote. The poll will remain open for a month. Once the poll is closed, I will begin working on the top stories voted on by you all.

Thanks so much for reading and reviewing me, thus far. I have the greatest readers in the world, and this is my little way of allowing you guys to pick what you want to read!

Thanks!

Love, Jamie

You Give Me Something

Based on the song "You Give Me Something" by James Morrison

Summary: Wade Barrett is cruel and heartless. Everyone knows that. Antoinette is the sweetheart that loves everyone and is loved by everyone, in return. When Wade meets Antoinette, something changes in him. He's not used to the idea of having feelings for someone and tries to push her away. But she sees something more in him. Can he give romance a chance? Or will he continue to be a miserable jerk?

As the WWE's resident douche bag, Wade Barrett was none too pleased with the way he had been feeling for Toni. She was the one person he could truly find himself wanting to be kind to. He couldn't really understand it, but every single time he saw her, he felt his heart skip a beat or two, and he actually got really nervous. It was terribly disheartening. He wasn't supposed to be some weakling like he was around her. Wade was supposed to be in control at all times.

"Hey you," the familiar voice of Antoinette filled his ears. He did his best to resist the urge to smile.

"Toni," he reciprocated the greeting, turning to face her, as she made her way into his locker room.

"I heard you've got a match against Edge tonight," she said.

"Yes, I do," he replied.

"Well, I'll be rooting for you," she told him.

"I thought you were friends with Edge," he commented.

"I am. But practically everyone else is rooting for him. I figured I'd back you up. You need someone on your side," Toni pointed out.

He shrugged nonchalantly. "I don't, actually."

"Well, whether or not you think so, I'm on your side," she sweetly said, giving him a smile.

Wade gave in and smiled. "I do appreciate that."

She placed a hand on his bicep. "I'm glad to be the one who has your back."

He remained silent for a few moments. "Can I ask you a question?"

"Of course."

"Why are you so nice to me all of the time?" he asked.

"I just think you're not as bad as you seem to be," Toni replied. "You act like a hard ass, but I see something different in you."

"Oh really? Like what?"

"I'm not sure. There's just something there. I can see it in your eyes, behind the hostility and anger," she explained.

"Maybe you're imagining things."

"I don't think so," she adamantly said, shaking her head.

Wade backed Toni against the wall of his locker room, staring down at her, menacingly. Her big brown eyes stared up at him, trying to see through him, which was easy for her. His eyes softened slightly, though he tried to look like a monster.

"Do you know how badly I could hurt you right now?" he asked, his voice husky.

"I'm sure you could, but I know you wouldn't," she defiantly replied, her small hand resting against his abs.

"How can you be so sure?" he asked her, trying to ignore the shocks that her touch was sending throughout his entire body. He wanted nothing more than to kiss her, quite honestly.

She shrugged. "I just am," her soft voice spoke.

"You're something else," he said, backing away from her, before he turned around. He couldn't look at her because he'd crack Toni's hand rested at her side, as Wade turned his back to her. "I appreciate your support during my match tonight," he thanked her.

She smiled and inched over to him, placing her hand on his back. Wade turned back around to face her. "You're not as scary as you think you are," she told him.

"You don't know that," he insisted.

"I do."

Wade rolled his eyes. "You need to back off, sweetheart. You don't want to get yourself involved with something…or someone you can't handle," he warned her.

"I think you're trying to tell yourself that more so than me," she replied with a wink, before leaving the locker room.

Wade let out a deep breath. He knew she was right because he was already trying to convince himself that he had to get himself out of this predicament.