Here's a new chappy of UA!lol. I only own Shay and my other OCs. I'd like to thank Angel for beta-reading this and all my readers for reviewing!lol:) Please enjoy this chappy, read and review:)
*Shay POV*
John looked at me expectantly before glancing around the room. I knew what he wanted to ask me, he was going to ask me to join him to a club that night. We had recently gotten back from our showdown with Drew McIntyre and he still had the anger of his TLC loss in his memory. I had stayed silent the entire time after the match, afraid he'd yell at me or something. Apparently, they didn't tell him he was dropping the title.
He was sitting on the couch, cursing himself and I sighed as I sat next to him. "If it makes y-you feel any better, I could leave you alone…"
"No, it wouldn't." He stated through gritted teeth. We stayed for a few minutes in silence as his breathing became smoother and smoother as he calmed down.
"H-he got lucky and became friends with the boss. He's not even half the man or champion you are. I-I mean he's not nearly as well built, or as good looking, n-nor does he have a good personality." I replied before I realized what I was saying. Blushing, I looked away.
"Thanks." He smiled and I could've sworn I'd melt. He was so…perfect. Perfect teeth, perfect hair, perfect body, perfect personality…the list went on. Everybody loved him, he was charming, devilishly handsome, really sweet and a fantastic person. John was loyal, responsible, optimistic and was…popular. One of the things I wasn't.
It was strange to me how well we were getting along. After all, I rarely talked about anything whereas he always had something to say. He stands up for what he believes in when I just shy away because I'm too cowardly to stand up for myself. He never let on to being afraid, always had a reassuring thing to say and he's a great friend.
My friend, I remind myself. He's actually sticking by me, not teasing me or tripping me as I walked through the halls. As a matter of fact, he was the one catching me half the time.
"Um…y-you're welcome." I brushed a loose lock of hair behind my ear, but it fell forward again. John smiled and I blushed before getting up and walking to the other side of the locker room. Adam suddenly came in, a smile across his face.
"Hey, Shay!" He gave me a quick hug before cocking an eyebrow at me. "When was the last time you went out and had fun?"
"Adam…n-"
"Don't say never, Shay. You're coming with us tonight, even if we have to drag you by your feet."
I knew Adam was serious and I didn't bother arguing with him. "F-fine." I huffed as I crossed my arms over my chest. Adam smirked triumphantly.
"Great, I gotta go though, so I'll see you guys later." He shook John's hand and hugged me before leaving.
John rummaged through his bag for a black button down shirt that coincidentally matched my black wrap sweater that went over my white long sleeved shirt.. "I take it you aren't changing?"
Shaking my head, I walked with him out into the hallway. "So what are you doing for the holidays?"
"I'm going to go up to Canada and seeing you, remember? Although I'll be there a day or so late, I have to take care of some personal stuff."
"Alright." I nodded as I kept walking, almost running into Vince. "H-hi, Vince."
He nodded back. "Shay." He smiled before his expression darkened at John. "John." Then, he walked off. John chuckled.
"What?"
"The man absolutely adores you, and he can't stand anybody else."
"What do you mean?"
"Being a multi-generation Superstar usually means that Vince has known you for quite some time and knows you on a personal level. Not many of us have that with our boss." John shrugged.
"So, he likes me. Big whoop. It's because I don't complain at all, I have nothing to disrupt his day about…I coast by unnoticed."
"You are most definitely not unnoticed." John sighed as he shook his head. We met with Adam by his car and he drove to the nearby club, where many of the Superstars had already arrived. Instinctively, I put my hands in my pocket's and moved closer to John. "You'll be fine."
"I know." I replied as I cleared my throat and we took a seat in a booth. The guys ordered a couple drinks and I shook my head when they asked me. . "No thanks," I whispered and swept a lock of hair behind my ear.
A couple hours passed of everybody dancing and I looked on. I knew I shouldn't have come, and I only did because John and Adam asked me to. Now, had it only been one of them, I would've easily declined, but they both put a little in and I broke down. I glanced up to see John standing there. "Would you like to dance?"
"I-I can't. I can't dance."
"Neither can half the people on the floor, Shay." He stated, his eyes boring directly into mine. If I knew any better, he would probably start pouting. I began to wonder how his mood drastically changed.
"John…" I began, but made the mistake of looking at his face. He had the sweetest, most sincere smile on. I couldn't resist his smile and he had probably begun to realize that. "F-fine." I stood up and followed him onto the dance floor, knowing I shouldn't have.
As it turns out, I was right. Everybody around me was grinding on each other while John and I stood there. My stomach churned with the usual nervousness and I brushed a lock of hair behind my ear. John sighed and I shook my head, knowing I was probably letting him down. He had done so much for me and I can't even repay him. He hadn't even cracked a taunt or snide remark at me, hasn't tripped me or anything. The man was practically my friend and I was beginning to wonder if I felt more. I melted and my judgment collapsed every time he smiled and said 'please', he was everything I could ever want in a guy. And I've said that before, when I began going out with him.
Tears started to prick my eyes as I remembered everything that had went down between us. "I-I'm sorry, John."
"Do you wanna go…"
"No, I-it's fine. I'm gonna use the bathroom then wait in the car. I-I'll have to drive both of you back tonight anyways." I reasoned and he nodded as Michelle grabbed his wrist and dragged him towards her.
"Help me" He mouthed and I smiled.
"Sorry." I mouthed back and I turned around as the tears started to swell up in my eyes. "E-excuse me." I mumbled as I squeezed past people on my way to the bathroom. As I got to the hall where the bathroom was located, I noticed Adam standing there and prayed he wouldn't notice me. Just then, his green eyes flashed to mine and worry set over his features.
"Shay…"
"I-I'll be fine, Adam." I stated as firmly as possible as I walked past him and into the bathroom. I was just in time as the tears started to fall. Walking over to the sink, I ran the cold water and splashed some onto my face. Right now, I felt like the most mood swingy person on the planet, crying over past memories that I had gotten over. And I thought he did too, but no, no he's planning on making my life miserable and he probably knew that I had accidentally told John I had been hit before.
Wiping my face off with a paper towel, I took deep breaths, trying to calm myself. Looking back into the mirror I scoffed at myself. My eyes were red and puffy and I could barely control the sobs. Closing my eyes, I took deep breaths until the sobs subsided. Again, I wiped my eyes, fixed my hair and waited until my eyes weren't red anymore for me to leave the bathroom.
I had gotten halfway down the hall when a man came up to me, advancing on me until my back was pressed against the wall. Without looking at him, I knew who it was. His smell had been imprinted in my head and I would never forget the sound of his voice, no matter how much I wanted to. My breath caught in my throat and I was about to utter something when he snickered and silenced me. "No, Shay. I need to tell you something." A sly smile spread over his features as he ran a hand over his slicked back hair.
He smirked as he spoke again. "You told him."
"I-I…"
"You told him Shay. Did you really think I wouldn't find out?" One of his hands gripped my wrist and pinned it to the wall behind me. The other held my other wrist to my hip. "Word travels fast in the WWE, babe."
"I didn't tell him…" I murmured.
"Sure you didn't, but you've told him everything else right?" He smirked. "I know you told him, and if you don't tell me the truth, I'll go over in front of that crowd and make him tell me."
"D-don't hurt him…" I replied.
"I've already accomplished that, lass." Another voice came. "I took his title, the one thing he valued most."
"Why, thank you for joining us, Drew."
"No problem, Dolph."
I whimpered as Dolph applied more pressure to my wrist. Drew had walked up behind him, smirking as well. "It's too bad I was just about to leave." Dolph smiled and waved before whispering in my ear. "Don't tell him any more. Just cut it off before somebody gets hurt." He smirked again as he walked back off into the bar, Drew following him.
Sighing, I rested my palm against my forehead, just thankful for the circulation being let back into my wrists. I took another deep breath as I heard footsteps in the hall, approaching me. I prayed it would be either Adam or John, but then I remembered that they probably think I'm in the car.
"Aw, what are you doing here, Shay. I never expected to see you here." It was my second…no…third worst nightmare. Drew McIntyre, he had circled back around to approach me again.. He brushed a lock of hair behind my ear and smiled. "You aren't wearing anything revealing tonight, Just when I thought you were coming out of your shell." He tsked and smirked as he put his hands on my hips. I wanted to push him away, I probably could, but something held me back. I didn't know if it was the fact that I didn't want to make a scene and get myself into more trouble, or the fact that he'd say that I attacked him first.
He got close to me, the Intercontinental Champion was standing a few inches taller than me and was practically pressed against me. "Come with me, please? Or are you seeing John?"
"J-John's not my boyfriend."
"Well then, maybe Adam is. Both of them seem to be pretty close to you."
I shook my head and he chuckled. "So you're single, perfect. I haven't been on a date in a while."
Something inside me knew he was trying to trick me and I scoffed. "J-just please let me go so I can go back to the hotel?"
"I can't do that sweetheart. You know, John's selfish, keeping this all to himself. Maybe he's making you shy, so we won't see what he does."
"J-John sees no more than you do, trust me…" I trailed off.
"Then I see no reason why you shouldn't go on a date with me. I'm interested, I'm single, you're single, it's all good."
"J-just back off, please." I muttered, but he ignored me.
"Shay." Drew smiled. "You have no idea what you're missing." He chuckled as he shook his head. He was leaning down to kiss me when I heard one voice I had been praying to hear.
"I believe she said 'back off'." I turned my head as much as I could to see John standing there, arms crossed over his chest as he approached us. "Which means get your hands off of her."
"You're not dating her, I don't see why you care. After all, this whole thing with you and her's probably a charity event." Drew scoffed and John grabbed him by his shirt collar, picked him up and pushed him against the wall..
"Listen up, McIntyre." John growled and I was surprised at the anger and intensity. "I'm not exactly happy with you right now, hell, I don't even like you, so you really don't wanna mess with me." He dropped Drew and quickly, the taller man scurried off. John turned to face me, his face softening as he approached me. "You okay?"
"Yeah, I-I'm fine." I flashed him a small smile, trying to reassure him.
"Now Drew's bugging you…I'll take care of it."
"John, don't. I-I'm fine, really. Don't worry about me." I added. He was close now, close enough where if I were to put my hands up, they'd meet his chest.
"Okay."
"T-thank you, for helping me. You didn't have to d-do that." I looked away, but he held my chin in his hand and gently made me look at him.
"No problem." He noticed the closeness between us and stepped back, a small blush almost creeping across his cheeks. He ran his hand through his hair and changed the subject. "So, next week you're going to Canada?"
"Y-yeah, and I was wondering if you'd like to come along,"
"I'll be a day or so late, but I'll be there." He smiled and at me and I couldn't help but smile
"T-thanks, so I'm just going to go, um…back to the h-hotel."
"Do you want one of us to come with you?" Adam began.
"N-no, I'll be fine." I assured them both, hugging Adam and John before I left. I felt terrible lying to them, knowing I wasn't going to be 'fine'. I never was going to be fine.
