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Dean walked Amber to her hotel room. Amber was standing with her back against her room door, Dean inches in front of her. "Dean", she said, "are you ok?" "I'm fine. Just tired as hell", he said rubbing his face with his palm. "Are you?" "Peachy", Amber chuckled. Dean forced a smile. "I'll let you get some rest then. Good night, princess" he said turning to go to his room but before he could go, Amber grabbed his wrist. "Dean", she said. He turned slightly and raised his eyebrow at her. She reached her face to his and kissed his cheek. "Thank you", she whispered. He smiled as she disappeared through the door into her hotel room.
Dean rummaged through his pockets and his gym bag for the room key but couldn't find it. He knocked on the door and sighed. Seth opened the door, his eyebrows furrowed. "I lost the room key" Dean shrugged. Seth opened his mouth to say something but Dean stopped him. "I'm going to talk to her tonight, Seth", he said. Seth chuckled, "I wasn't going to ask about that. I just wanted to apologize for earlier. I crossed a line." Dean shook his head, "nah man. I'm the one who needs to apologize. I'm just stressing about the situation and I took it out on you. So…. Y'know… sorry." "Wait… Did Dean Ambrose just admit he was wrong AND apologize for it? ROMAN!" Seth yelled laughing. "Fuck you, dick", Dean laughed before taking a change of clothes into the bathroom to take a shower.
Amber dried herself off after getting out of the shower and pulled on a pair of sweats and a sports bra and flopped her aching body onto her bed. As soon as her head hit the pillow, she heard a knock on the door. She groaned loudly, rubbing her back as she walked to the door. 'Who the hell could this be?' she asked herself. Amber opened the door to see a sad looking Zack Ryder standing in front of her. "Uh.. hi. I just wanted to see if you were ok" he said quietly. "Come in", she said moving to the side allowing Zack to enter. He stood next to her bed. "I can't stay long. How are you feeling?" he asked. "I'm ok. Just sore" she said. "Are you ok?" she asked him worried. "Yeah, I'm fine. I have to get back to my room, though. Mike forgot his key and I don't want to keep him waiting" he chuckled before clearing his throat. "I just wanted to make sure you were ok, though." "I'm fine, Zack. Thank you" Amber said giving him a hug.
After all that convincing from Seth, which consisted of the constant "are you going to talk to her?", Dean found himself walking to Amber's hotel room. This behavior wasn't typical of him. Normally, he wasn't one to 'talk', and when someone fucked him over, he dropped them. But he couldn't ignore the situation with Amber. There was something about her, something she made him feel that he couldn't even begin to fathom. If someone were to ask him, "Why are you going to talk to her right now?" he would blame his actions on Seth's constant nagging throughout the past few days, but he knew it was more than that. He chewed his gum faster the closer he got to her room. Just as he lifted his arm to knock, the door opened and he stood face to face with Zack who, upon realizing it was Dean standing there, quickly looked at the ground and walked away. Dean looked from Zack to Amber who was now standing in the doorway. "Dean", she smiled. Her smile quickly faded seeing the look on his face. He scoffed, "forget it". He turned to walk back to his hotel room. "Dean!" Amber called running after him. She grabbed his wrist when she finally caught up to him. He jerked himself from her grip and continued walking without even looking at her. Amber stood there in the middle of hallway watching him walk away from her and she felt vulnerable. The image of him becoming more and more distant broke her heart and she had to fight to hold back her tears. Once he was out of sight, she went back to her hotel room and grabbed her phone quickly looking for Seth's number in her contact list. Finding it, she pressed 'call' and shakily brought her phone to her ear. "Hello?" Seth said groggily. "Seth", Amber said tears rolling down her cheeks. He could hear the sadness in her voice and sighed knowing that Dean had something to do with it. "What happened?" he asked. "Dean came to my room and saw Zack leaving. I don't know what he's thinking, but he refused to hear my reasoning and…" she stopped, hearing the slam of a door through the phone line. "I'll call you back" Seth said as Dean walked quickly into the other side of the room.
Dean picked his bag up and threw it across the room. He sat on the edge of his bed, putting his elbows on his knees and resting his face in his hands. Seth walked slowly to Dean's side. "I know you don't want to hear it but…" Seth started. "Then don't say it", Dean sighed. "You need to hear it, Dean." Seth said. "You need to talk to her, man. You didn't even give her a chance to explain herself." Dean lifted his head and tilted it, confused to how he knew. Seth shook his head, "give her a chance, man." Dean sighed again. He knew Seth was right and he knew he overreacted, but he couldn't help jumping to conclusions. "I'll talk to her in the morning" Dean whispered. Before walking back to his own bed, Seth had one more piece of advice for Dean. "And do it properly, Ambrose. Be a gentleman. I know that's not a word that's in your vocabulary, but I'm sure there's a dictionary around here somewhere that you can use" Seth chuckled. Dean picked up a pillow and threw it at his friend, "fuck you" Dean said laying back to try to get some sleep.
MAN. Sooooo close yet so far. Hopefully Seth can find Dean a dictionary and he can woo Amber over haha.
I'm in another one of my writing moods so expect another chapter here within the next couple hours! XOXOXO.