Chapter 1

The room was filled with darkness as I lay in my bed, impatiently waiting for him to show up. It's been the same thing every night for the past three months. At 10 P.M., I would get on my phone, he would get on his phone and we would chat for two hours. The light of my screen blinded me for a couple of second when I opened it to see what time it was. He was late, again. As I was about to fall asleep, I heard the notification sound.

Hey you :)

I hated when he was late, but I couldn't help but smile when I received his text.

I'm sorry I'm late… please tell me you didn't fall asleep this time! he wrote.

I was about to.

I'm glad you didn't. I hate it when we don't talk for a whole day.

If you were not late all the time we wouldn't skip days ;) I wrote.

I couldn't imagine my life without him even though we never really met. We knew every damn thing about each other, but we never saw each other. Carl knew stuff about me that my own sisters didn't even know. He never judged me, I never judged him and that was why we loved each other him so much. That and because we were both wrestling fanatics. I never thought I'd find someone who loved Pro Wrestling as much as I did. People think I'm weird for talking to him every night. Especially my little sister. She thinks we're in love. According to her, a boy and a girl can't be just friends. I think that's bullshit. Even if I was in love, Carl and I, we don't play in the same team.

So, did you watch Smackdown? I asked him.

Yeah I did… you liked it?

Are you kidding me? Rollins' match was the greatest thing EVER! He looked hot as hell tonight.

Yeah he did :)

Another thing we have in common. Our love for Seth Rollins. Both of us are crazy psycho about that man. We both loved him for his skills, but mostly for the way he looked.

Did you see how great his ass looked in those pants? I wrote, laughing.

For the past three months, we both have been fantasizing about the man. I've said things to Carl that I couldn't even say out loud to my own self.

Yeah… lol, he wrote.

Are you ok man?

I sat on my bed, concerned. I knew something was wrong with him. He normally talked a lot more than that.

Yeah… I'm fine….

You sure? 'Cause you sound weird…

Actually, there's something I need to tell you… he wrote.

What's up?

I stared at my screen for what seemed like forever, waiting for his answer.

Dude, just spit it out. I know all about you, there's nothing you can say that will scare me away.

Alright… I haven't been 100% honest with you… he wrote.

My heart started beating a little bit faster.

My real name is not Carl.

I was disappointed that he lied to me, but on the other hand, you need to be careful with the information you give to someone else on the internet.

It's not a big deal… I just wish you would've said something sooner LOL we've been talking every day for the past three months! Can I know your real name? I wrote.

Seth… Rollins

I burst into laughter, scaring my cat away from my bed.

Ahahah! You're so fucking funny!

I'm not kidding…

Dude stop it, what's your real name?

Seth Rollins

Come on man, stop messing with me…

I'm not.

What the fuck was going on with him? My heart was beating faster and my hands were getting sweaty. I was nervous and I didn't know why. What I knew, though, was that there was no way in hell that Carl was Seth Rollins. I was mad at him for messing with me like that. Why would he act like that? As I was writing that he was pissing me off, I received a photo. I opened it and frowned my eyebrows. It was a picture of Seth Rollins and it looked like he was in a hotel room. I had never seen that picture before and God knows I've seen them all.

I just took that pic, I read on my phone.

Would you please stop messing with me. It's really not funny.

I was upset and I was about to tell him that I had to leave when I received a FaceTime invitation. What in the actual fuck? We never did FaceTime together. I wanted to decline, but on the other hand, I would know for sure that he was messing with me. What was the worst that could happen anyway? My face appeared on the screen when I clicked to accept his invitation. Then, his face appeared and my heart stopped beating.

"What the fu…" I let out in a sigh.

"Believe me now sweetie?" he said.

Seth freaking Rollins' face was on my screen. I couldn't believe it. There was so much going on in my head and I couldn't think straight.

"Say something…" he said with a smile.

He had the most beautiful smile ever and I wanted to tell him how much he was gorgeous but he already knew that. My eyes suddenly widen. Oh my God, he knew a lot more than that. I told Seth Rollins my deepest secret about Seth Rollins. I fucking told that man I wanted to handcuff him to a bed. Shit…

"What the fuck? Seriously dude! What in the actual fuck?" I said, angrily.

"Sarah, I can explain…"

"Explain what?! You're telling me that I've been talking with you for the past three months when all that time I thought I was talking to a fucking geek that shared my passion for wrestling?"

"Hold on! I can explain…"

"Fuck you. Just fuck you!" I shouted as I ended the call.

I was pissed. Any other girl would've been ecstatic to talk with him. I would be if the circumstances were different. I trusted him. I told him stuff… deep stuff. He knew me better than I even know myself and all that time, he was Seth freaking Rollins.