Here's the next chapter! I developed a case of writer's block which is why this chapter took so long. Thanks to all my lovely reviewers on the last chapter, you guys make my day. Be sure to review and check out my instagram, idk_wwe
I wake up Sunday morning with the biggest smile on my face. It was Night of Champions! I would get to experience the pay per view first-hand, and that thought alone had me beaming from ear to ear.
Stephanie had called me the night before to tell me that she had scheduled a spa day in honor of my first pay per view. The woman may play a villain on TV, but she was quite literally the nicest person I'd ever met.
Knowing that I would have to be all glammed up for the pay per view, I didn't even bother with makeup, and I threw my hair in a pony tail. My outfit consisted of yoga capris, and a Authority T-shirt that Stephanie and Triple H had also gave me in honor of my first pay per view. I could only imagine what they would do when I actually got to have a match.
As I make my way out of my hotel room and out of the hotel, I hear someone call my name.
"Kat!"
I turn around to see Seth running out of the hotel gym, all sweaty. He must have been in the middle of his morning workout. I have to stop myself from letting my eyes roam over his body, knowing that he would call me out on it.
"Where are you off to?" He asks wiping his forehead with a towel he had hanging over his shoulder.
"Steph booked me a spa day."
"Then I guess I won't see you until the show?" He asks with disappointment laced in his tone.
"I know you're disappointed, Seth" I say with a teasing smile. He rolls his eyes at my teasing.
"Just shoot me a text when you get to the arena, we can head to catering together." He says.
"Alright, I'll see you then." I say with a smile, walking towards the door and turning around to give him a little wave.
As I make my way to the car and the spa, I couldn't help but think about my feelings for Seth. We had become really close friends over the last week. And Seth was a good guy. But I wasn't sure if I wanted to date someone at work, I knew it would get awkward if anything happened. I also didn't want to risk the friendship that Seth and I were building. He was the only friend I really had. Which reminded me that I really needed to make friends.
Goal for the week: Get friends that are actually girls.
I was so terrible at making friends it wasn't even funny. My poor social skills were part of the reason I was such an outcast in high school. But if I could go out every Monday on national TV, I shouldn't have a problem with making a couple of friends. Hopefully.
Shaking my head at myself, I pull into the spa that Stephanie had gave me directions to. Time to get my relaxation on!
-x-
I walk out of the spa feeling completely relaxed and clean. I had received a facial, a massage, a manicure and a pedicure. I even got to sit in the mud bath for a bit!
My time in the spa killed 5 hours, making it 4 o'clock. I had to be in Sandy's chair for her to do my hair and makeup by 6.
Even though I had about 4 hours until showtime, I could feel the bundle of nerves forming in the pit of my stomach. Even though I wasn't doing anything except for cheering on Seth, I was terrified I would do something to screw it up.
I shake it off, trying to rid myself of the negative thoughts as I drive myself to Bridgestone arena.
When I arrive, I shoot Seth a quick text message telling him I'd meet him in catering.
When I get to catering, Seth's already at a table waiting for me.
"I wasn't sure what you would want so I kind of got everything," He says as I sit down. The tray he had got consisted of 2 bowls of fruit salad, a bowl of pasta salad, a slice of meat loaf, and some chicken strips.
"You're the real MVP." I say with a smile taking the chicken strips and the pasta salad.
He playfully rolls his eyes at me. "So, have you heard about the change in script?" He asks.
"No, what change in script?" I ask slightly panicky.
"Roman has a hernia, and is going to be out for the next several months. So, instead of a match tonight, I'm issuing a bit of an open challenge to the people in the back. And that's when Dean will come out." He explains.
"What am I doing?" I ask.
"Here, take a look at the script." Seth says, passing me the papers that had been stapled together. A smile graces my face as I read over the script.
"Looks like I get to dip my toes in as a heel character tonight." I say beaming down at the script. Out of all my years of wrestling, I had never found anything I liked more that playing a heel. It might have sounded strange, but I loved to come out to the crowd booing. I lived off of it.
"Yeah, playing a heel is great," Seth says as if he read my mind "There's nothing better than knowing you play a character so well, that the crowd hates you."
"Exactly! Playing a heel gives me so much satisfaction. That probably makes me sound really sadistic." I say with a laugh.
"It does, but I feel the same why so it's okay." He says with a wink, and I have to force myself to stay calm because of the wink.
"Seth, I need your help." I say going serious all of a sudden.
"With?" He asks.
"I need your help with finding some friends." I mutter, looking down as I tear the chicken strips into tiny pieces.
"What? Am I not good enough for you?" He teased.
"Of course you are, Seth," I say with a roll of my blue eyes "It would be nice to have some girl friends though." I say with a shrug.
"Well, I don't have much to do with the Diva's locker room, but I'd stay away from the Total Divas crew if you don't want to be on that."
"No shit, Seth. They're filming 24/7, if I didn't want to be on Total Divas I obviously wouldn't hang around them."
"Hey, man. I'm just saying." He chuckled, holding his hands up in mock surrender.
"Well, more than half of the Diva's locker room is on Total Divas. That doesn't leave me with a lot of options." I remark.
"True." He says, contemplating.
"I hear Emma's pretty cool." He says finally.
I nod at him, "Yeah, maybe I'll try to talk to her one day." After making a mental note that I needed to approach Emma one day, I finish off the chicken strips.
When Seth answers a text on his phone I ask him, "What time is it?"
"5:45." He says before taking a chug of his water bottle.
"I better get going, " I say standing up from the chair "I have to be in Sandy's chair by 6."
"Sandy? As in the one that abandoned you on Tuesday night?" He commented, with a ghost of a smirk as he stands up also.
I roll my eyes at him once again, "Yes, as in the Sandy that abandoned me."
"Are you riding with her tonight? I'd say again, but.." He trails off, and I lightly kick the back of his leg as we walk to hair and makeup together.
"No, thank you very much. I actually have a rental tonight." I say crossing my arms and huffing at him.
"That's too bad." He says, and I can't tell if he's joking or not.
"Is it?"
"Yeah, because I don't know if you can be trusted behind the wheel without falling asleep." He drawled.
"Are you implying that I need to carpool with you again?"
"Yeah, I mean, if you want to of course." He stutters awkwardly, scratching the back of his neck.
"You can carpool with me, I want to get my money's worth on this rental." I declared as we reach the door of hair and makeup.
"Sounds like a plan. Does that mean you have to drive?" He asks.
"Yes, that means I have to drive. But don't worry, Seth. I'm a great driver."
"I'm sure you are," He says rolling his eyes. "I have to get going, but I'll see in a few hours."
"Alright, bye Seth."
"Bye, Kat."
Even though we both said our goodbyes, neither one of us have moved. I hadn't made a move to walk into hair and makeup and he hadn't made a move to walk away. We kind of just stand there, staring at each other. Just like we usually do.
We're still just staring when the Miz comes out of hair and makeup and clears his throat rudely.
"Excuse me, I am trying to get through." He says, and that's when I realize Seth and I had blocked the doorway of hair and makeup.
"Sorry." I mutter as I move from the doorway to let him through. He does nothing but roll his eyes.
When he's far enough away Seth and I break out into laughter.
"I really have to go now, Seth." I say with a smile, when we've both calmed down.
"Okay." He says with a smile that matches my own. I give an awkward wave before disappearing into hair and makeup.
As soon as I sit in Sandy's chair she says, "That was so cringe-worthy, Kat. What's happened since I last talked to you?"
As she starts fixing me up for Night of Champions, I fill her in on all that had happened in the last week.
-x-
Sandy is finished with me about an hour and a half later, and I don't think I had ever felt more beautiful. I was wearing a skin-tight red dress with cutouts at the neckline, and white pumps. My hair was in tighter curls than it usually was, and my eyes were enhanced with a dark brown smoky eye.
Seth had texted me while Sandy was doing my hair to tell me that creative had added a last-minute segment that would be aired during the kick-off show.
After thanking Sandy and telling her good-bye, I make my way over to the hallway I was supposed to meet Seth and the camera crew at.
I spot him sitting on a lighting case, scrolling through his phone. When he hears me coming he looks up, and then looks me up and down.
Smirking, I do a little twirl for him. "Do I look okay?"
He clears his throat awkwardly before stuttering "Y-yeah, you look great." I smile at the pink tinge that comes to his cheeks.
"Thanks, Seth." I say as I sit down on the lighting case beside him. "Do you have the script for the segment?" I ask, and then he picks it up from his lap and hands it to me.
When the camera crew comes not even 10 minutes later, I find myself appreciative of my quick memorization skills.
"Okay," The director says as he approaches us "Seth, stay on the lighting case, Kat I want you to walk up to him and start your scene from there."
We both nod at him, and then he yells "Action!"
"Hey, Seth." I say with a smile as I walk up to him.
"Hey, Kat." He says with a smile that matches my own.
"I heard about Roman, I was really looking forward to cheering you on ringside, tonight." I say with a slight pout.
"I was looking forward to having you there, sucks that Roman's to chicken to show up." He says with a roll of his eyes.
I shrug, just like the script calls for "It's not like he was going to win anyway. It would've been a waste for him to come and get humiliated anyway. Nobody in that locker room can beat you, Seth." I say.
"Yeah, you're right." He agreed, cocky.
"I always am," I say, giving him a wink, before walking away.
"AND CUT!" The director yells, "Great, as always you two. Break a leg tonight!" He says before gathering his camera crew and walking away.
"So," I say "How much longer until showtime?" I ask as I jump on the lighting box beside him.
"About 10 minutes, but we aren't going on until the show's an hour in."
"We've got awhile then." I affirm.
"Yeah, we've got awhile." He says with a smile, looking down at me.
-x-
The time passed faster than I thought it would. Seth and I had sat on the lighting box and talked about everything from music to movies to childhood memories. Seth and I were becoming really great friends.
We were mid-laugh when a stagehand came and tapped me on the shoulder.
"You guys are on in 3." He says, looking down at his clipboard.
We both nod at him before hopping off the lighting case and making our way over to the gorilla position.
Seth grabs my hand as we wait and I look down at my shoes awkwardly.
"You know," I began "I'm pretty nervous about having to run in these heels when I have to go get security." Seth looks down at my shoes. My fear was an understandable one, the white heels I had on were at least 6 inches.
Seth lets out a snort, "Don't trip."
I glare at him, before gently kicking him in the shin.
"Hey!" He says returning the glare. I just stick my tongue out at him, and before he can say anything else his music hits and the stagehand is gesturing at us to get our asses out there.
At the top of the ramp, we pause and Seth hoists his briefcase in the air just like he normally does.
I smile up at him while he holds the briefcase in the air.
When we arrive to the ring, Seth sits on one of the ropes so I can climb in the ring. Seth then gestures at the people on the sidelines to hand him two microphones, which they quickly jump to do.
We stand side by side in the ring, just looking out at the crowd.
"Isn't it amazing how life works out sometimes?" He starts, "I mean, just crazy. One minute you're on top of the world and the next... you're Roman Reigns." He says with a laugh.
"Isn't that just crazy, sweetheart?" He asks looking down at me.
"Yeah, just crazy." I say with snicker.
"Now, my former partner and brother in The Shield was scheduled to be here tonight and face me in a one-on-one contest. Well, I got word yesterday that Roman was rushed to a hospital here in Nashville. But emergency surgery is no excuse for not showing up here tonight!" He spat, and I nodded along as he spoke, agreeing.
"But in the interest of fairness and in the interest of justice, I'm going to give Roman Reigns a chance. I'm going to give Roman Reigns ten seconds to get here and face me, otherwise I'm going to have to accept Roman Reigns forfeit, and I'm going to have my hand raised in victory." He continued, before smiling evilly at the crowd.
"Referee, if you would be so kind and ring the bell." He says looking over at the ref that had stood in the corner. Seth and I both look at him expectedly.
The ref signals for the bell and then he begins to count to ten.
Seth and I both stand there waiting. I put on a bored expression for the sake of the camera, but on the inside I could burst with excitement. The vibes during a pay per view were much different from the ones you would feel at Monday Night Raw. And I loved the feeling.
Finally, the ref hits 10, and Roman had not shown up and the bell was rung.
"The winner of this match as a result of a forfeit, Seth Rollins!"
I smile up and Seth and pat his chest as a sign of congratulations.
"Wait!" I speak up, "It's not official until you raise his hand, Ref." I say with a glare. Seth nods in agreement and holds his hand out to the ref.
The ref rolls his eyes, but raises Seth's arm anyway.
"There you go!" I say with a sarcastic smile.
When 'We want Ambrose' chants start, Seth rolls his eyes.
"Seth," I say speaking into the microphone. "I think they're all a little disappointed. They really wanted to see you compete tonight. And I don't blame them, I'm disappointed too." I say with a pout.
"Yeah, I'm disappointed too." He starts, "I'm disappointed in Roman Reigns. Roman isn't half the man I thought he was! He's sure not man enough to show up here tonight and face me, which leaves me in a bind. He left me high and dry, and now I have no choice but to rectify the situation, I have to do something to make you guys, and my girl happy." He says looking down at me.
"Luckily, I am a opportunist." He says looking down at his briefcase "And the Authority is all about providing opportunity."
I nod in agreement.
"So, right now, I would like to issue an open challenge. Because that's the kind of guy I am! That's the kind of competitor I am! I'm going to issue an open challenge to anybody, anybody in that locker room who wants to come out here and have a match with me right now!"
"Anybody?" He yells, as we both look at the ramp expectedly.
All of the sudden, on the screen above the ramp it shows a tax pulling into the arena.
I look up at Seth wide-eyed when Dean Ambrose steps out of the taxi and storms his way to the ring.
Seth starts freaking out, pacing around in the ring and yelling intelligible things. I just stand there wide-eyed, unsure of what to do.
Seth pulls off his leather shirt, and lightly pushes me out of the way before Dean starts to attack him.
I act as if I'm frozen, watching as Dean delivers several punches to Seth's head. When Dean throws Seth out of the ring, and somehow they end up fighting in the stands, I quickly run backstage.
When I get backstage security are just chilling, waiting for me to come get them. I smile at them as the rush through the curtain to break up the fight.
I follow them through the curtain, and point to where Seth and Dean are.
Security throw themselves at Dean as Seth crawls on the floor and makes his way over to where I stand at the top of the ramp.
Seth is holding his nose when he reaches me, I give him a hand to help him up and he places his arms around me.
We both stand there wrapped in each others arms as we try to catch our breath. We watch with wide eyes as Dean jumps off one of the boxes on the stage and delivers a flying elbow to the mass of security that were trying to contain him.
When security goes down Dean jumps on another of the boxes on the stage, Seth pushes me out of the way once again when Dean goes to jump on him.
There brawl continues, and Dean drags Seth back into the stands. I rush over to where the security guys are laying on the ground and I glare at them.
"Get up!" I yell, kicking at one of them.
"Get. Up!" I punctuate each word with a kick to their stomachs.
When they finally get up, they rush to the ring. Dean is about to hit Seth with a steel chair when they all tackle him. Seth crawls his way to the corner of the ring.
I climb into the ring, and sit on my knees beside him. Behind me, security are all on top of Dean, securing his wrists with cable ties.
"Are you okay?" I ask worriedly, putting my hands on either side of Seth's face. He nods, out of breath. I sit with him in the corner as we watch security drag a tied up Dean Ambrose backstage.
When Dean's finally backstage, Seth and I get out of the ring.
Seth then begins to yell things I don't quite understand, before slamming his hands down on the steel steps.
"Seth," I coax, placing a hand on his back. "Calm down."
Seth nods before running his hands over his hair, and gesturing for his briefcase. I take his hand, as we make our way backstage.
At the top of the ramp, as an attempt to make him feel better, I raise Seth's hand.
We both glare angrily before turning our back and going backstage.
When we reach backstage, Seth lets out a laugh.
"That was fun." He says with a smile.
"It really was, wasn't too bad for my first pay per view." I say with a wide smile.
"Not bad at all. Listen, I'm going to go shower and change and I'll meet you at the door." He says wiping the sweat from his forehead.
I nod at him and we go our seperate ways.
-x-
About 20 minutes later, Seth and I are both showered and we make our way to my rental car.
"Are you sure you're a good driver, Kat?" He asks.
"Yes." I assure. "It only took me seven times to pass my driving test." I say proudly. When Seth gives me an incredulous look, I roll my eyes at him.
"I'm kidding, Seth."
He nods, "Right. I knew that."
We reach my rental car, and Seth helps me load the suitcases in the back of the trunk.
I climb in the car, and decide to mess with Seth a bit more.
I stare down at the floorboard in confusion.
"What's wrong?" He asks.
"Um, which one's the brake and which one's the gas?" I ask looking over at him in confusion.
"...you're kidding right?" He replies.
"Yes, I'm kidding the right is obviously the brake."
"You know, maybe I should drive after all." He says beginning to undo his seatbelt.
"Seth," I say with a laugh, placing my hand on his knee "Chill out, I'm just kidding, okay."
He nods but doesn't seem to relax any.
"So, you know how you said it was your car your rules, when I rode with you last time? And one of those rules was I couldn't complain about your music choices?" I ask, as I start to back out of my parking space, and leave the arena.
"Yeah?" He states, confused.
"Well, I have the same rule!" I say with a smile and I plug-in my iPhone and tap on a playlist.
The first few notes of 'Let it go' start, and I smile at him expectedly.
"The snow glows white on the mountain tonight not a footprint to be seen," I sing, off-key.
"Oh my god, that is terrible."
"Hope you like Disney movies, Seth!" I say, as I hit the next button on my iPhone. 'Love is an open door' begins to play.
"Can I just say something crazy?" I sing, before holding the imaginary microphone out to Seth.
"What?" He asks furrowing his brows. I roll my eyes at him, "No, that's not right, Seth." But I continue singing.
"All my life has been a series of doors in my face and then suddenly I bump into you!" I singing punching his arm softly for effect. He continues to stare at me with a look of confusion.
"Seth," I sigh, as I turn down the radio. "This little carpool thing isn't going to work if you can't sing Disney duets with me."
"Kat, I don't know the first thing about Disney duets."
"Well, you better learn." I smirk, turning the radio back up.
"This is going to be a long trip." He says shaking his head.
"You'll love it." I say with a wink before turning my attention back to the road.
"Yeah, I probably will." Seth mutters as he stares at me with a small smile.