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*Chapter 10 - Casa De Ambrose

"Dean, go away come on quit it." I pulled the covers tightly over my head. Dean with no problem just pulled them off of me picking me up.

"Come on lazy we have a flight to catch."

"This is torture it's like 5:30 the only people really up at this hour are prostitutes." I hung my head back.

"Yeah, yeah life isn't fair blah, blah, let's go." He lifted me up off the bed and pushed me in the direction of the bathroom.

"I'm staying in my own room next time at least i know somebody isn't gonna wake me up." I shot him a look before going in the bathroom.

I brushed my teeth and everything before putting on my clothes. I put on my shades i hated people looking at me in the morning. I walked out and zipped up my hoodie.

"You ready?" He put his hat on.

"No."

"Alright were good to go then."

I rolled my eyes if it's one thing i hated was getting woke up out my sleep. We walked downstairs i was a bit behind Dean. I saw Seth and Roman waiting by the truck.

"Hey man." Roman gave him a bro hug before looking around. "Where's London?"

"Behind me being a drama queen." Dean rolled his eye's walking over to Seth.

"I heard that you black bat." I mumbled walking out the door.

"What was that?" Dean looked over at me.

"I said you look beautiful this morning." I smiled he just gave me a 'yeah right' look. I turned to Roman. "Hey Rome." I yawned stretching a bit.

He gave me a look. "Didn't get enough sleep?"

"No but where's the girls?"

"They're still sleep we will see them Sunday."

"Wait woah they're still...Dean!"

"No."

Jerk didn't even give me a chance to say what i wanted. "You don't even know what i was gonna ask!"

"You were about to ask can you go back with your friends to sleep."

"Damn He's good!" I said in a hush whisper Roman started snickering. I put my shades up on took of my head. "I should drive his truck in the damn ocean."

"You know how to drive, Lon?" Roman asked.

Seth and Dean loaded up the car with our luggage. When travelling with the girls Emma, and Aj usually drove. And when i went with the guys they did all the driving.

"Of course i can." I said putting my hands on my hips. "You don't think i can Roman?"

He put his hands up in defense. "I've just never seen you drive babygirl."

"Because somebody never let's me." I pointed back at Dean. "I'm a good driver." I nodded, he gave me a look. "I am." He raised a brow. "Seriously!"

Roman looked at me amused. "Uh huh i believe you."

"Oh you're about to Dean, i'm driving." I said still looking at Roman.

"No London."

"D-did he just tell me, No!?" I spun around. "The hell you mean no?"

"No." He repeated, "I drove with you before and it's my second worse experience in my life."

"Whimp." I scoffed Seth came over laughing . "I am a perfectly good driver sir!" I glared at Dean.

Dean sighed giving me a look. "Didn't you almost crash because you were singing 'Hit Me Baby One More Time' by Brittany Spears?"

Seth and Roman slowly turned to me with they're brows raised. I scratched my head looking over at Dean. "I had a moment okay?" I pointed at him.

Dean closed the trunk and walked over standing in front me. "You're not driving."

"Why not!" I stomped my foot.

"Because I-" Dean pointed at himself. "Said so."

"Injustice." I said plainly.

"The only injustice here is you Regan." He smiled and pulled me to him. "You're not driving beautiful."

"Come on let me redeem myself! I really can and it's only to the airport. Witch i should remind you is only 3 minutes away."

Roman shrugged. "The airport isn't that far so i don't mind."

Seth nodded. "Everybody deserves a second chance."

"London Regan wins again." I smirked walking behind him.

I snatched his keys right from his hand smiling. He grabbed my arm and gently pulled me back, I just looked up at him.

"No Talia." He said firmly taking the keys back. I glared before nodding and walking away. I stood by the hotel door. "What are you doing?" He raised a brow.

"I'm not going..have a lonely night in Vegas Dean." I folded my arms over my chest.

Roman shook his head. "Dude, give her the keys."

"No." Dean plainly told Roman before looking back at me. "Get in the car London."

"No Dean." I turned to the side.

"Talia."

"Moxley." I glanced over at him seeing he was getting mad.

Seth sighed. "Give her the keys."

"Not happening." Dean snapped at Seth before turning his head back to me. "London!"

"Dean! Now that we know each other what is it?" I asked innocently.

Dean glared at me for a moment before groaning. "You mess up one time-London and i mean one and i'm taking over."

I smiled quickly taking the key's kissing his cheek. I ran over near Seth as we did a little handshake.

"I see you gave in?" Roman smirked.

"She was gonna come regardless. But i just didn't want to hear her complaining." Dean said with a little shrug.

"He know better." I whispered to Seth before doing a dance to the driver's door. Seth just chuckled walking to the car. "Come on, guys! First stop the male stripclub!"

"Say that out in public again and i will put you in the trunk until we get to the airport." Dean said firmly.

"See so violent." I shook my head i turned around to see them still standing outside.

"The doors babygirl you gotta unlock the door." Roman pointed out.

"Damn my bad!" I looked at the key thing i haven't held on in a while. I pressed one of the buttons nothing happened. I groaned trying to figure it out.

Dean sighed leaning around me, going for the buttons, "Just let m-"

"Stop!" I said. "I can do it!" I mushed him back.

The doors unlocked. The boys reached over to open their doors I pressed it again. The doors locked. They all turned to glare at me.

"Sorry it was two tempting." I giggled, unlocking it. They reached for the door handles i quickly locked it again.

"The trunk London remember the trunk?" Dean warned.

I rolled my eyes. "Fine i swear you guys need to go get some." I unlocked it and the three boys got inside.

"I'm working on it." Dean mumbled closing the door.

I smiled. "Haven't been doing good work over there huh Ambrose?"

"Don't test me Regan before i put those two out. And you will see how much work i could do in the back seat." Dean smirked.

My jaw dropped Seth shook his head. "That's a visual i didn't need this morning."

"Oh please all the noise you and Emma made that night." Dean rolled his eyes.

I shook my head as they got onto a different topic. The ride there was pretty relaxing we said goodbye to them before going our own way. I mostly slept the whole ride there until Dean made me drive.

He knew i didn't know any streets or where i was going for that matter. Asking him giving directions did not help at all. We pulled up to a nice apartment complex.

"Ooh you better haven't cleaned up." I said, getting out.

"It is considering i'm barley here and always on the road. I think you'll like it though but if not the car Is pretty comfy." He shrugged.

"Dean!" I hit his chest as he started laughing.

We walked in the building it was even nicer inside. Getting to his apartment it looked kind of like a bachelor pad. Huge flat screen Tv with a black leather love seat couch in front. A small dining room are it was a little hall i walked down.

I saw it was two rooms and a bathroom i walked back out. It was a small little platform with three little steps going into the kitchen. It was a big counter in the middle it was actually a pretty nice place.

"So what do you think?" He sat the luggage down.

"It's nice i like it but every piece of furniture is mostly black." I scrunched up my nose a bit.

"It's my favorite color." He shrugged heading to the bedroom.

"And i like monkeys but do you see one hanging out on my shoulder, no." I followed behind him.

He just laughed shaking his head and putting both our suitcases down. I took my hoodie off letting my hair out it's messy bun and saw he had a nice little patio.

"Man i need a shower." Dean stretched taking off his jacket and shirt. So he just had on his jeans with no shirt.

My eyes widen. "Why did you just look at me when you suggested that?"

"You are not that slow Talia. Come on in with me." He grabbed my hand pulling me to his chest.

I shook my head. "I doubt you would want an inexperienced girl in there with you."

He shrugged. "So what you haven't really done it that much or in a while-"

"It's been more then just two years Dean."

"God-Damn! More then two years."

"Yeah more then two actually but that's a whole different topic. But i don't care about that i just want you." I wrapped my arms around his neck looking into his blue eyes.

"Are you sure?" He wrapped one arm around my waist.

"I trust you, so yes i'm sure."

He smirked. "That's all i needed to here."

Hid hands wandered down to my leg's lifting me up. He pressed my back against the wall.

"Couldn't wait huh?"

"Not even for a little bit But we will make it to the shower eventually." He smirked before smashing his lips against mine i just smiled.

After what's happened i took a nap i was already a bit tired. He just made it worst but it was worth it i will say that. I smirked just thinking about it i didn't really feel up to looking for my night clothes.

Dean just gave me one of his shirts you couldn't really see my underwear. He went out to get something to eat for us i felt my hair. It was still wet but not dripping wet.

I saw his laptop and picked it up going on YouTube listening to music. I then saw the door open a bit. I paused the video and turned to look see Dean.

"What are you up to?" he asked, sitting across from me.

"Nothing, just watching some old videos." I said, looking back at the screen.

He nodded leaning back against the headboard. He stretched outside one of his legs as the other one was off the bed.

"What videos? I wanna watch."

"Uhmmm…so what did you get to eat." I quickly changed the topic. I slowly lowered the screen.

Dean frowned. "Chinese, now why can't i see what you're watching?"

"It would be an injustice that's why." I simply answered looking away.

"What, wait let me guess you were watching porn?" Dean teased.

My face turned a bit red before shaking my head. He started looking at me before back down at the laptop he did it a couple times before smirking.

"Screw you Ambrose i wasn't doing that!" I exclaimed kicking his leg a bit before resting it on top of his.

Dean chuckled. "Actually we already did that and for somebody not really experienced you know a lot. But London i'm right here you don't really need to watch Porn just saying."

I stuck my tongue out at him before shaking my head. "Shut-it."

He put up his hands in defense before smiling at me. "So witch category are you on right now?"

"Dean." I sighed and started laughing. "I was not watching porn!"

He nodded picking up something throwing it across the room. I looked at him like he was crazy. He stretched out to steal the computer.

"Hey! Dean, come on give it back!" I tried getting it back. He just palmed my face as i was still desperately reaching.

He opened the computer on the screen appeared a familiar YouTube video. He smirked over at me and moved his hand. I glared before mumbling.

Dean chuckled a bit. "Out of everything that's what your watching?"

The YouTube video was some of people's favorite and craziest. 'I'm Just A Sick Guy'

"Yes i never saw this i think this is around the time i went over to New Japan Wrestling. I wanted to see it was about i already saw the one you talking about your hate for Jimmy Jacobs."

Dean sighed and raised his hands, letting me get the chance to take the pc back and put it back on my legs.

"You shouldn't not watch those videos," he said. "You of all people know Jon Moxley is just psycho and a guy that doesn't care about nobody but himself."

"Yeah, I know that already Dean. I'm still watching it though and you can't stop me." I smiled playing the video.

"Scoot over a bit." I sighed crawling to him i sat in between his legs. My back was pressed against his chest.

"Better?" I kept my eyes on the screen. He nodded wresting his chin on my shoulder.

"Alot better actually. This is one of my best… but it's not the best version of me. But some people would disagree."

The video showed Jon Moxley crouched in a corner, singing a song he was just inventing and that talked about his previous lost to Drake Younger. A girl reached him and tried to capture his attention, but he kept singing, tapping the wall with a fork.

"So you can sing? I better be getting a song for my birthday then." I looked up at him. "And hey she looks familiar."

Dean rolled his eyes. "Not happening beautiful."

"Jerk." I scoffed before looking backing at the screen. "Dean I don't see what's wrong with this vid-"

"Wait for few seconds and you will see." He whispered in my ear making me shiver a bit.

He wasn't lying when i looked down at the screen, Moxley turned toward the girl who had reached him and pinned her against the wall, grabbing her by the throat. He grabbed the girl from the hair and started to shout in her ear and to intimidate her, pressing the fork against her cheek.

"Dean what in the hell." I looked in disbelief.

Even when he was Jon Moxley at the time he never really showed it with me. He has his sweet moments but never acted like this to her at least. Eventually Drake told her to stay away from him and Sami. But he had some damn nerve that's for sure.

"Told you.." He sighed.

"I kinda like that you shaking a little bit. I kinda enjoy it a little bit.."

"That's some creepy shit to say to somebody Dean." I turned my head up at him.

He shrugged. " I mean i did warn you before you watched it. Now you wouldn't have liked it, if i hadn't said anything."

I kept looking at the girl. "Hey doesn't she look really familiar to you. I swear i seen her backstage at CZW before or somewhere."

"No not to me she just looks like her. I don't even think i knew her but i didn't like her. She smiled as i did those things to her…that chick is crazy." Dean scoffed the last part.

I paused the video and turned to scowl at him. "Talking about the pot calling the kettle black." I shook my head pressing play.

"Least I wasn't watching porn." Dean scoffed.

I sighed pausing it again. "You will just never stop teasing me will you?

Dean shook his head. "Nope it's fun making you mad. Your adorable when your mad."

"Am I now?"

"Nope."

"Such an Ass." I scoffed he just smirked. "Call me adorable." I demanded.

"No-wait why?"

I shrugged. "Because it would make me feel special." I batted my eyelashes at him.

"Aww in that case..No." Dean smiled.

"Should i ask on twitter of how many people think i'm adorable because my boyfriend doesn't think so?" I raised a brow.

"Alright, your adorable alright."

I smiled. "See that wasn't hard." He rolled his eyes slapping my thigh.

I giggled and turned back to watch the video. Jon Moxley followed the girl and put her on his shoulder.

"I remembered that part." He said plainly.

"You could have been more gentle with her." I glanced over at Dean.

"At the time i didn't care about that, I was really angry and it wasn't just part of the promo."

"How come? You never acted that way towards me."

"Because just like now i wouldn't do anything to hurt you." The video finished he closed the pc, putting it on the bed. "And that's another thing you were barley there."

"Huh?" I turned fully around.

"Name a time i didn't come and mess with you when you came back. I was excited every time you i heard you were back. Because i missed that stubborn, quiet, smart mouth girl named Talia."

I smiled. "I did enjoy you messing with me at times. But i missed you to i just didn't tell you,"

I crawled up to him laying on his chest he wrapped his arms around me. He turned around making me giggle i was under him as he hovered over top of me. I played with his curly brown hair.

"Look at me for a second Lon." He turned my chin up at him.

"What is it?"

"I love you."

My eyes widen. "Say what now."

BAM! how about that for an ending. But sorry it's a long chapter. But don't forget to leave me a review of what you think about this chapter. I will be updating next week and Ted and Cody Return in chapter 13. But see everybody next week.

Chapter 11 - He said WHAT?