Rating: M, for femslash. Pairing: Amy/Ashley
Summary: Amy and Ashley get into a fight…
Author's note: So… this is the second fic I've written. I know I'm not a great writer, so if I can make this one better, please tell me. Hope it's still good enough to enjoy you guys!
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"Why don't you want me to pose for Playboy?"
"Because… well, just because!"
"Well if that's all you've got, then I'm just gonna do it."
"Fine, whatever!"
After she said that, Amy stormed out of the hotelroom she shared with her lover, Ashley. She walked up to the room of her best friend, Randy Orton and knocked on the door. Randy opened the door and let her in.
'Ames what's up?' he asked.
'Ashley and I got into a fight. I can't believe she wants to pose for Playboy!' she said.
Randy chuckled. 'Ashley naked would be a bad thing?'
Amy sent him a glare which made him thankful that looks can't kill.
'Okay, so… Why don't you want her to just do it?' he asked.
'She's already beautiful enough. She doesn't need to take her clothes off to make the world see that.' She said.
Randy gave her an knowing look 'Okay, even I know that's not the real reason. Anyways, why don't you crash here tonight, I'll take the floor and we'll figure this out in the morning?'
'Yeah okay. G'night Randy.'
--Next Day--
After a night of practically no sleep, Amy got up early went to her hotelroom to get some clothes. She hadn't expected Ashley to be awake, but she wasn't even in the room. This worried Amy a little, but she got het stuff and went back to Randy's.
This kept going on for a week now. Amy crashing with Randy and Amy and Ashley avoiding eachother. Randy and Trish were going crazy of Amy and Ashley talking about teir fight and eachother.
--Monday Night Raw--
Trish decided it was time to talk to Amy. She found her sitting by herself in Randy's locker room.
'Okay Ames, Ashley is driving me crazy about you two, so tell me why you don't want her to pose in Playboy. And don't give me any crap about her being hot enough, 'cuz we all know that's not the real reason!' Trish shouted out.
(The door opens and closes quietly, but neither seems to notice.)
'You wanna know? Fine! I don't want her posing Playboy, because she's mine!'
She cought her breath a little and continued, calmer.
'I have been crushing her for a year before I dared to start flirting with her. It took me another six months to ask her out and another three monts to actually kiss her for the first time. I'm finally with her and I just don't wanna share her…'
'Really?' Ashley asked.
Amy looked as if she'd seen a ghost.after a moment, she got herself together and said 'Yeah, I-- that's the real reason. I know I'm a selfish bitch, but--'
Before she could continue Ashley's lips were on hers.
She looked lovingly in Ashley's eyes and asked her if she was still gonna pose for Playboy.
"I dunno, maybe' she joked.
Amy and Trish groaned.
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I know, I'm not a great writer. Please review!