WWE isn't mine, and Harlow is owned by someone else (The one who requested the story! Lee Aiden)
Chapter Two, backstage. This requested story will go on, not sure how many chapters it will end up being.
Enjoy?
Backstage, Harlow placed her hands to her head. Had she really just said all of that? Did they not know what she was capable of doing? Evidently not. Breathing out, she checked behind her to see if anyone had followed her. Anyone could be hiding down the corridor, but still she had no reason to be afraid. Looking at the belt she had just gained, Harlow smiled. "We'll show everyone the different side of a diva." Harlow said to the belt.
"I know you will do that, Harlow!" A voice responded. They had faith in her; nothing else had to be said. The figure stood in front of her, taller and simply smirking. It was Roman Reigns; he must have managed to sneak away from his friends. "The reason we selected you was because you stand out from everyone else." Roman admitted.
Harlow creased her eyebrows together, staring at Roman. Positioning the belt on her shoulder, the champion breathed in. "You don't know a thing about me." Harlow said.
Roman breathed in, giving out a little smile. "True I don't, but what I do know is that you will make a difference." Roman confessed. He was not the most respected wrestler, but he was one of the most feared wrestlers. "And I do enjoy a girl being so mysterious, just so you are aware." Roman added. He stepped back and turned half way, walking down the corridor.
Stood still, Harlow's eyes followed Roman's tracks. This made little sense to her, the fact that they selected her to become member number 4 of The Shield. Was this her punishment? Hopefully not. "What have I let myself in for?" Harlow mumbled to herself. Shaking her head, she went off down the other end of the corridor.
The Shield re-grouped, minus Harlow. They stood face-to-face, keeping up a dark emotion. "Have we made the right choice?" Dean Ambrose asked.
"I spoke to her earlier, she seems like the one." Roman answered. He looked over to Seth Rollins, who had not yet answered.
"There is something about her, which makes her right for this." Seth admitted. He tapped his chin, thinking for a short while. "But I can't think of what it is that makes her awesome." Seth pointed out.
Dean stroked his chin, chuckling. "We will find out one day what makes Harlow so special." Dean noted. He was determined to figure the new diva's champion out, even if it took two years. Breathing in, Dean clapped Roman on the chest. "But you do have a soft spot for her, Reigns." Dean teased.
Rolling his eyes, Roman shook his head. "I don't think so." Roman denied. In his head, he knew that Harlow was something special. Just something about her made Roman attracted. "Harlow is very different from the rest; she's being herself whilst not speaking much about her." Roman pointed out.
Seth grinned. "You must be lucky if she speaks to you." Seth commented. Clapping Roman on the shoulder three times, he laughed a bit. "Still, she must trust you a tiny bit to actually speak." Seth observed.
Dean nodded his head in agreement. "Seth's right, Harlow must have faith in you to warn you how dangerous she could be." Dean admitted.
Roman groaned, he didn't want it to come to this. "Guys, she might be dangerous. She might not be. But Harlow is part of us; we can't let our personal feelings get in the way." Roman said.
Seth cleared his throat, exhaling out. "Right, we're professional." Seth stated. His eyes went on Dean, the leader of the group. "Now about this situation with Punk and Bryan." Seth changed the topic.
Wiggling his fingers, Dean smirked. "I have a plan." Dean said. Signalling for the men to come closer, he quietly started to explain about his plan.
Meanwhile, Harlow had finished changing her top. Instead of sporting Metallica, she switched to a Slipknot shirt. Sniffling, she noticed a pair of legs standing close to her. Lifting her head up, Harlow creased her eyebrows together. "May I help you?" She quizzed.
"You stole my title!" AJ Lee screamed. Her fists had clenched by her sides, eyes set to kill. "I want it back from you!" AJ demanded.
"No chance, I won it fair and square." Harlow replied. Looking away from the small diva, she just wanted to ignore her. The match was won in a fair way, it wasn't like Harlow cheated. "Do yourself and favour and get out of my way before I spear you to oblivion!" Harlow advised.
AJ laughed, it seems like she didn't believe that. "I don't think you would do it, you don't have the guts to hurt little me." AJ said. Slightly twisting on her feet, the little diva smirked. "I know you are part of them, but still I don't think you are strong enough to strike me down." AJ teased.
Not needing to hear another word, Harlow breathed out and speared the former champion to the floor. Moving her hair back, the new champion smirked. "You should have thought about your decision carefully." Harlow commented. Standing up, it was her turn to laugh. Picking up her bag, Harlow stood over AJ's body. "See you next time, if you make it." She reminded her. Opening the door, Harlow went straight out to get out of the building.
AJ groaned, her arms flopped over her stomach. She hated it when she got speared, her former best friend did that so many times. Fluttering her eyes open once, AJ had closed them again as the pain flowed around her body. The former champion needed to get the current champion back, revenge would be swift. It wouldn't matter who protected Harlow, AJ was sure to find a way of reaching her to cause a lot of pain.
I know it's short, but my personal life is affecting me. Sorry I won't go into detail, I'll sort my life out.
Might have to result in going on hiatus, but we'll see.
Want more? Review, follow and favourite!
x
