Aria's Shield
It was Hell in a Cell.
I had just arrived at the arena. "Yeah, I've just arrived now." I replied to Dean on the phone as I got my stuff out the back of my car. "Are you near?"
"Yeah, should be there any moment, kiddo." Dean spoke. I had gone to do some shopping beforehand so Dean and I were driving separately to the arena. "You still got my hoody?"
"Wearing it as we speak." The Shield's merchandise had just released a Shield's zip up hoody. Dean had already frequently lent it to me and I was slowly beginning to steal it. "Don't worry; I'll get you an Aria Hayden hoody to replace it."
"Or I can just steal my one back."
"Aw. It's cute that you think that you can." I taunted, smiling as I leant against my car.
"Princess, trust me, it won't take two seconds."
This is where my blackmail on Roman Reigns would come in handy.
"Be prepared for a humiliation, Ambrose."
Dean's voice lowered, "We'll see who's humiliated when I spank your little ass in front of my boys."
"Don't try and talk to dirty to me, I'm ridiculously innocent." I answered, looking around to make sure I wasn't in ear shot of anyone. Turns out I was, when I looked round me, I saw Ryback had just parked his car near me. He stomped over to me with a frown on his face. "One sec, Dean." I put it to my shoulder. Ryback stopped in front of me, "Yeah?" I said, full of attitude. I just had fun messing with him.
He kicked my bag away from me. I watched it slide away from me. As I turned back to Ryback, I saw he was laughing. "Was that really necessary?"
Ryback did his signature bully laugh, "Hehehe, Ryback rules." We exchanged glares until we were no longer visible to each other.
"I'm back." I said to Dean on the phone, walking over to where Ryback kicked by bag.
"What was that?"
"Ryback messed with me." I picked up my bag and brought it back over to the side of my car. "He kicked my bag!"
"I'll kick his head."
"No you won't." I said sternly. "I'm quite enjoying this little feud I'm having with him!"
"You like picking fights with big guys, don't you?" I heard him chuckle.
"What can I say? I'm confident in my abilities." I saw a few fans that were waiting for wrestlers to arrive, "You're probably neglecting your friends right now."
"They're fine." Dean dismissed.
"I'll see you when you get here." I giggled.
"Fine, see you soon, kiddo."
"Bye Dean." I hung up. I picked up my bag and started walking towards the arena. That was until I saw the fans that had gathered. There were a few girls wearing my shirt, my Aria Hayden shirt. Their screams picked up when they saw me. I smiled and looked at my watch. I was there early; I had a lot of time so I decided to go over there. Upon seeing me coming towards them, their screams intensified.
"Oh my god!" One of them screamed.
"Hey ladies." I smiled as I greeted them. "Nice shirts."
"Can we have your autograph?" They all revealed their autograph books.
"Sure." I replied and took their book and pens. "Are you all going to the show tonight?"
"Yes! We've had the tickets for months." One of them answered. "We can't wait to see your match."
"I have a tough night ahead of me, fatal four way." I told them and handed their books back. "What are your names?"
"I'm Maddi."
"Jodie."
"Molly."
"Rosie."
"Shannon."
They all answered. "Are you really dating Dean Ambrose?" The one called Jodie asked.
I smiled just like a fan girl would, "I am."
They all swooned, "He is gorgeous!" Shannon squealed. "You two make such a cute couple."
"Is that his hoody?"
"It is." I replied. "I have a habit of frequently stealing it from him."
"What is he like?" They asked.
I can't believe I was having this conversation with five sixteen year olds, but I remembered what it was like being their age. It would have been my dream if my idol would have come up to me and started talking. "He's sweet, funny, not to mention gorgeous!"
"Can we take a picture?" One of them brought out their camera.
"Sure." I replied. "Do you want me to hold the camera?" I was in the middle where I stretched out the girl's camera and took the photo.
"You are so nice!"
"Aria." I heard my name being called.
I turned my head to see Dean had arrived with Seth and Roman. The girls started screaming again. Dean, as if oblivious to this, jerked his head in his direction, gesturing for me to come over. "It was nice meeting you guys." I said to the girls.
"Thank you!" They all called out as I started to walk away.
"What were you doing?" Dean asked me suspiciously, wrapping his arm around my shoulder, steering me towards the arena.
"Wait, can you just wave to those girls?" Dean looked over my shoulder at them, "It'll make their day."
Dean shook his head and laughed at me, but did so causing another scream to echo out. "Happy?" He asked me.
"Very." I leaned up and kissed him.
"C'mon my little fan girl." He patted my butt. I waved one last time to the girls before we disappeared into the arena. "What were you talking about?"
"You." I grinned at him.
"Oh really?"
"I was talking about what a huge softy you were, how you were an animal lover, all about the peace" I teased.
"I hope you kept my reputation intact, kiddo." He nudged me.
"Oh yeah, I really just told them what an asshole you are."
"That's more like it."
"Where did Seth and Roman go?" I asked Dean as we arrived at his locker room.
"They went to catering." Dean replied, throwing his bag and mine down before grabbing me and forcing me up against the wall. "You got me hard on the phone." His hands were resting either side of me, trapping me in. I felt so small looking up at him.
"I think that had some to do with Roman and Seth, not me." I tip toed up and brushed my lips softly against his, teasing him. Dean decided he wanted more and cupped my face with his hands, bringing himself down for a kiss. His arm circled around me, crushing me into him, not breaking the kiss. We walked backwards until we were on the couch. "What if they walk in?" I whispered.
"I don't care." He mumbled and went back to pressing his lips against mine. I opened my mouth slightly and granted his tongue access. With one flick of my tongue, a loud moan escaped him. His hand ran through my hair, pulling on it so I'd move closer to him. His other hand held my chin in position before slowly moving it down my body. He stopped at my breast and squeezed it through my shirt.
I heard the voices of Seth and Roman from down the corridor. "Dean-" I pushed him slightly. "They're back."
"Of course they are." He murmured.
Dean was only just pulling himself off me when Roman and Seth walked in, "Were we interrupting something?"
"No." I answered.
At the same time, Dean replied, "Yes." He then proceeded to lean over and pulled up my shirt a little.
"Whipped, dude, whipped." Seth shook his head at Dean.
"Didn't you let Charlie do your nails?" I asked Seth.
His eyes widened, "She told you that?!"
"Whipped, dude, whipped." Dean mocked.
"What have you ladies done to my boys?" Roman shook his head.
"Improved their life for the better, Roman." I put my arm on his shoulder. "You know, I think you should leave the Shield and join my tag team."
"You're trying to recruit Roman?" Dean scoffed.
"This is a private conversation, Ambrose."
"Who is on this tag team?" Roman asked me.
"Well, we are calling ourselves the Barriers." This caused Seth and Dean to splutter with laughter, I glared at them. "As I was saying, the Barriers have so far recruited me, Ryback and...Jinder Mahal."
"You're girlfriend is adorable, dude." Seth laughed.
"I know." Dean grinned and pulled me towards him. "Are we going out later?" He asked Seth whilst wrestling me towards him, his eyes on Seth, pulling me in effortlessly.
"Of course, man. We'll need to celebrate." Seth responded.
"Are you coming?" Dean asked me.
"Have I been invited?"
"Of course."
"And my friends?"
"Yes." Seth answered for him.
"Ok, then I'll come." I turned to Roman to bring up my offer for the Barriers, "Think about it, Roman." I spoke as I started to leave the locker room.
"Where do you think you're going?" Dean blocked my exit.
"To find the rest of my crew, duh." Dean didn't budge. "I'm just going to check if there are any final changes to my match."
"Do you want me to come with you?"
"I don't need a babysitter." Dean looked doubtful. "I'll be fine." I tip toed up to kiss him. "I'll come straight back after."
"What happened to you?" I heard Seth ask Dean once I left.
"Shut up, man."
"Awww." I then heard.
I chuckled at the boy's banter knowing that Dean was going to get a lot of it now that I had left. I checked the notice board and got there safely without any run ins with Randy Orton. There were no changes to my match tonight. I was defending my title against three other divas, AJ, Brie and Naomi. I was getting tired of the limited opponents there were in the diva's division. I envied Dean at times; there were so many good superstars to compete with so things never got competitive.
"Hey, Aria."
"Yo." I said as I heard my name. "Oh hey." I said as I saw Big-E coming towards me. "What's up? It's been awhile, mr Big!"
I had met Big-E through Punk when he was still in developmental. "It has been, little A." He chuckled. "You prepared for your match tonight?"
"Yeah." I replied casually. "Is it weird that part of me was hoping for a hell in a cell match?"
"Not at all." He replied. "It's nice to hear a diva talk that way."
"Well one day I hope they step up the diva's divisi-" I couldn't even finished as someone interrupted up.
I hadn't even seen Dean until he slipped in between Big-E and I, making sure there was as much space between us as possible. Dean's eyes were dangerously focused on Big-E, not liking that we were talking. "Dean-" I said softly, warning him not to start anything, but he ignored me.
"Whoa, whoa, who let this NXT chump in the building?" Dean spat, causing Big-E to laugh in retaliation. "Little advice, Rookie, don't talk to my girl and stay out of my business." I should have been annoyed at Dean for acting so stupidly jealous, but my heart couldn't help but flutter as he said 'my girl'. Big-E's eyes flickered from Dean to me; I sent him a look of apology. Dean's hand went to my lower back as he tried to lead me away, but Big-E spoke, stopping Dean in his tracks.
"I believe Aria can talk to whoever she wants to and she was talking to me."
A laugh escaped Dean's mouth as he turned back towards Big-E, "This right here?" His eyes went onto his title and then onto me, "That is Dean Ambrose's property." He said sternly. "Got it? Good." Once more Dean tried to walk away.
"I don't have an opponent, I believe you don't have an opponent, you have the US title, why don't you put that on the line tonight?"
Dean turned around again, stepping in front of me, blocking Big-E from even looking at me, he scoffed in his face. "Oh please, who are you?" He shook his head in disgust, "Who do you think you are demanding a title match? Living in a fantasy world." Big-E smirked at this, trying to show that Dean's words did not affect him. "Look, tonight, I'm about preparing my men for battle, ok? Take that somewhere else." He made a shuffling gesture with his fingers, putting his arm back round me.
Once more Big-E was not going to let it go, "Look I'm just a rookie, what's the problem?"
I felt Dean's grip tighten on me and I knew his temper was rising. "Do you know who you're talking to?"
"Guys-" I tried to cool the situation down.
"Yeah I think I do. Dean Ambrose."
"Do you know what kind of man it takes to be United States champion?" Dean sneered at him. "You're not even close, kid." I didn't know what to do. I couldn't intercept it. I knew Dean didn't want to be seen as controlled by his girlfriend. "You don't deserve an opportunity at the US title."
"What's the problem then? Put it up." Big-E encouraged. "Put it up on the line, tonight. Back it up." Big-E's eyes looked down at me, Dean followed his gaze. "You wouldn't want to show Aria how you're scared to face me, would you?" Dean scoffed at this, not liking that Big-E was using me. "Back it up." He repeated.
"Alright, kid." Looks like Big-E hit a nerve. "Listen up; you want a lesson in manners? Professionalism? I will teach you a lesson tonight. Priceless advice from the US champ." Dean hoisted his title further up his shoulder, slipped his hand into mine and led me away from Big-E.
I mouthed 'Sorry' to Big-E.
When we were out of sight from Big-E, I pulled away from Dean. "What the hell, man?!"
"Aria-" He went to explain.
"I was supposed to be your opponent tonight!"
A smirk came across Dean's face, "Oh really?"
"Yeah!"
"Well get in line, kiddo."
"Did you follow me?" I asked him.
"I thought about it and I did not trust you not to get yourself in trouble." Dean responded. "And I was right in that assumption."
"Oh c'mon, it was Big-E; he's a good guy, harmless."
"Yeah well you shouldn't have been talking to that rookie." Dean spoke with disgust written on his face.
"Dean Ambrose's property?" I placed my hands on my hips.
"Problem?"
"A little possessive, don't you think?" I stopped walking and ran my fingers up his chest.
"I plan on keeping what I own."
I tried to keep a straight face, but a small smile started to appear on my face, this did not go unnoticed by Dean. "I can't believe you were jealous of Big-E Langston."
"Let's get one thing straight," Dean said sternly. "I'm not jealous of Big-E Langston, Big-E Langston is jealous of me."
"Little advice, Rookie, don't talk to my girl-" I mocked Dean in his Cincinnati accent.
"You liked that, didn't you?" Dean peered down at me.
"I liked that you were jealous-" Before he could tell me he wasn't, I went on, "Possessive, protective" I shrugged innocently, "Marking your territory, it was kind of hot."
"Congratulations dude, you're little spat with Big-E made it onto the pre-show." Roman came up behind Dean.
"What?" I blurted out.
"Including when you referred to Aria as 'Your girl'." Seth grinned at us.
"He was jealous." I jerked my thumb at Dean.
"Which apparently Aria finds hot." Dean pulled me in front of him, getting the spotlight from Roman and Seth. "What did you say you liked? Possessive-" I felt my cheeks flash red and knew I had to get out of this. "I can keep going, sweetheart-" Dean murmured into my ear.
"All I said was that I thought it was cute that you were jealous." I shrugged innocently.
"Aria-" He swung me round to face him, Roman and Seth were now in a separate conversation. "Big-E wants this title, but it's mine. Big-E wants you, but you are also mine. There is no jealousy coming from me when I have everything he wants."
"You were totally jealous man." Roman joined in.
"Ha." I tip toed up and said in Dean's face.
Dean instantly took a step closer, towering over me, forcing me back. I glared at him, he smirked in victory. "You want to ha me again?"
"..." Dean raised a brow, "Ha."
"Hold this." He held out his title to Seth.
"Oh yeah?" I challenged. "Hold this." I held out my diva's title to Roman. Dean took one step forward, "No! I'm sorry!" I tried to run, but Dean swung his arm around my waist and pulled me back to him. I squirmed, but he held onto me effortlessly as he looked over to Seth and Roman. "What do you say boys? A triple power bomb?"
"Reversal-" I called out and tried to twist Dean's arm. "Attitude adjustment-"
Needless to say, this failed. "You were saying, sweetheart?" He spoke lowly in my ear.
"Roman! Protect me!"
"No."
"Yeah, you're in trouble now-" I started taunting at Dean until I realised what Roman had said. "What do you mean, no!?"
"One moment, dude." Roman put his finger up at Dean and pushed me back a little so he could tell me without the others hearing. "Our agreement was Seth, not Dean." Roman smirked.
"Damn loopholes!"
"What are you two planning?" Seth asked us suspiciously.
"No, Roman." I said loudly. "Leave Seth's hair alone, we're not going to dye it against his will, honestly!"
"It was just an idea." Roman said whilst glaring at me.
Dean's eyes switched to from me to Roman and then back to me, "I don't know what kind of deal you two have on, but I will find out."
"Dean, such a suspicious mind." I tutted at him. "Anyway, I should probably go get changed soon." I told him. "And you will too, can't believe you got yourself a match tonight because you-"
"I wasn't jealous." Dean cut me off. "I was simply protecting my woman."
"So jealous?" I teased; he shook his head, but couldn't help, but smile. "I got a lot of stuff at the mall."
"What did you get?"
"I'll give you a fashion show later."
"I like the sound of that." Dean wrapped his arms around me. "Listen, I wanted to talk to you about the European tour."
"You haven't asked her yet?" Seth asked.
"Asked me what?" I replied. "You're not going to propose to me, are you?"
"Yes Aria, in this romantic setting." He playfully rolled his eyes at me. "Since your friends aren't going overseas with us, I wanted you to stay with us."
I hadn't even thought about the European tour. Only a selective amount of superstars and divas got to go over to the UK. Unfortunately, most of the backstage crew, for example, hairstylists and make up artists, did not get to go. Instead, they stayed behind, some allowed to have a vacation, some sent to do promotions. That meant Charlie and Becky wouldn't be coming and that's who I shared a room with. I wonder how Seth and Charlie are feeling about spending two weeks apart.
"I hadn't even thought about it." I answered him.
"You'd basically be sticking with us the whole time." Seth smirked. "Do you think you can handle it?"
"God no, you guys are annoying." I smirked back at him.
"You share a room with Maddox, I think you can handle us." Roman nudged me with a smile on his face.
"So how about it?" Dean asked me.
"Yeah ok." I leaned into him, his hands resting on my waist. "It'll be funny venturing with the Shield in the UK."
"What do you normally do?" Roman asked. "I mean, when Charlie and Becky can't come."
"Punk, usually." I replied. "I can show you guys the best restaurants."
"You know the best restaurants in the UK?" Dean asked me.
"I lived there for a couple of months with my cousins." I told him. "I have to take you to Nandos!" I clicked my fingers.
"What's a nandos?" Seth asked.
"After those two weeks, you'll never ask me that again." I tutted at him. "It's only the best chicken ever."
"I guess we will find that out soon enough." Dean kissed my forehead. "You nervous for your match?"
"Um, I don't know." I replied. "The challenge would be good, I guess."
"There's no doubt in my mind that you will win tonight." Dean leaned down and kissed me.
"Good luck, Aria." The other two called out to me.
"If I hear of any run ins-"
How much of a reputation do I have?!
"Then you'll escort me with no arguments. I'll be fine." I tried to reassure him. Thanks guys. I'll see you later." I waved and headed back to my own locker room.
"Aria, your match has been pushed until a little later." One of the crew members said as they passed me.
"Do you know when?" I asked them.
"I think it's after the Rhodes and Shield match." He replied.
"Ok thanks." I smiled and kept going.
That did not count as a run in.
I arrived safely which I gloated to Dean through a text message. "I'll tell you, Charlotte, being the Raw General Manager is tough." Brad spoke as I walked through the door. "I mean the amount I contributed to tonight, this place would be a mess without me."
"...What exactly have you done today?" Charlie asked him.
Brad looked disgusted, "I'm not even going to dignify that with an answer. What have I done today!? Really Charlotte? My god." He scoffed and went to the other side of the locker room.
"What did I say?" She argued.
"What a welcoming." I said as I walked through the door. I dropped my bag and picked out my ring attire.
"Urg." Becky stormed in. "I'm all wet!"
"Well Rebecca," Brad purred. "I'm a busy man, but I can help you with that."
"Oh Brad-" I gagged. "You are disgusting. We are right here!"
"I meant, I'm wet-" Becky showed the wet stain down the front of her top.
"What happened?" Charlie asked her.
"Ryback." She said through gritted teeth. "But don't you worry, I'll be revenged."
"He kicked my bag this morning." I spoke up.
"He tripped me up." Charlie joined in.
"Well he respects me because I am the General Manager of Monday Night Raw." Brad smirked, enjoying the sound of his own voice and his title.
"How do we get even?" Becky asked.
"Let's start a twitter war with Ryback!" I suggested. "Get in for an angry photo!" I stretched out my arm and we all looked angrily into the camera.
Snap.
"Ok, let's see." Becky said. I turned my phone around to see we all looked pretty pissed apart from Brad who had his thumbs up and a big grin in the background. "Thanks for the photo bomb, Brad."
'Watch your BACK, RyBACK, we will be revenged.' I attached the photo and tweeted it to him.
"This should be interesting." Becky laughed.
"I should just set Seth on him."
"Where is the fun in that?" I replied to Charlie. "Speaking of Seth, he's just tweeted in response to the Ryback tweet."
'That photo is adorable' I read out to them.
"Aww." Charlie blushed.
'It's not adorable, it's intimidating' I tweeted back to Seth.
"Don't aw that, he doesn't take our threat seriously!" Becky nudged Charlie.
"Oh he will." I told them both. "I'm going to get changed."
"You better be quick, Dean's match is on soon." I nodded at them and headed into the bathroom. I changed into my ring attire and when I came back out, Becky had already set a chair out for me to do my hair. I sat in place for her to work on me.
"Is he nervous?" Charlie asked me.
"I don't really think Dean gets nervous." I told her. "But he's probably not as prepared as he should be considering this match is last minute."
"That was so cute on the pre-show." Becky commented as Dean made his way through the crowd to the ring. "The fan girls must have gone crazy for that."
"'My girl'" Charlie mocked. "How sweet!"
"But we're not supposed to be dating on screen, remember." I said to them.
"Oh well, then it looked like he was just being possessive over a girl he likes." Becky dismissed.
Dean stood arrogantly in the ring as Big-E climbed. His lips were moving and he looked to be taunting and insulting Big-E, but you couldn't make out what it was. The bell rang causing Dean and Big E lock up in the middle of the ring.
"You know, if he loses the title, it's totally all your fault."
"Brad!" Becky and Charlie yelled at the same time.
Big-E drove Dean back into a turnbuckle but Dean kicked the gut of E and then transitioned it into a sunset flip. E rolled out of the flip and picked Dean up by the head.
"What if he does lose?" I never thought about it. "Do you think he'll be angry with me?"
"Yes."
"No!" Becky slapped Brad's arm. "What is wrong with you today?"
"Today?" I scoffed.
"...Aren't you going to say something to her?" Brad pointed at me to Becky. "Double standards, bitches!"
He whipped Dean against the ropes but Dean slid out of the ring to create some space and recover. E didn't waste any time and exited the ring straight away to chase Dean. The two rounded the ring as a panicked Dean looks for a way out. Just as E caught up, Dean slipped back into the ring and stomped on E when he followed.
"You didn't force him to make that match." Becky said. "So he can't be."
"Big-E questioned his manliness." Brad pointed out.
"So? We question your manliness on a daily basis." Charlie pointed out.
"Yes and its very hurtful."
"Oh I'm sorry, Brad-" Charlie went to put her arm around him.
"Don't touch me."
Dean continued to grind down E with a rear chin lock followed by a body scissor. E was fading but with help from the supportive crowd; he powered out and threw Dean around the ring. He hip tossed Dean and then lifted him clean above his head and pressed him down to the mat. E went for the cover but Dean kicked out at 2.
"Ryback tweeted back." Charlie said, looking at her phone. "Thank you ladies for worshipping and adoring me. I will put this photo to good use tonight..." She read out. "And he also attached his own selfie..."
"Please don't be what I think that means." I said in disgust.
"I don't want to be his wanking material!" Becky blurted out.
"You ladies are forgetting that I was in the background of that photo." Brad scoffed.
"Yeah...hopefully that defers him from using it." I replied, although I don't think that was what Brad had meant.
"Seth is not going to happy when he reads that." Charlie tutted.
"I have an idea." I spoke. "Hey Brad-"
"Yes?"I took a photo of him. "To add to your collection I presume? Or trying to get more Instagram followers?"
'Use this instead' I tweeted to Ryback and sent him the photo of Brad Maddox.
Dean once again left the ring to create some separation but this time E caught him and threw him back into the ring. E picked up Dean and whipped him against the ropes. As Dean bounced back, E hit him with a massive clothesline.
"Ouch!" My hand went over my mouth.
Both men appeared injured – E was gently feeling a deep gash below his right eye, whilst Dean's chin was pouring with blood.
"That looks nasty." Becky commented.
"He doesn't even look like it affected him!" I protested.
"He used to be in CZW, Aria. He's probably used to it."
The brutish clothesline had opened up both competitors and soon the mat was stained with blood. "I do not like seeing that blood." I shook my head.
"I can't believe it happened to both of them at the same time!" Charlie spoke.
E once again wasted no time getting on top of Dean; this time realising the cut under his eye meaning he needed to end this match immediately. E picked up Dean for a running body slam but Dean slithered out and with his shoulder chop blocked E; sending him crashing to the mat. Dean DDT-ed E and went for the cover. One..two.. E threw Dean off him.
"Oh c'mon!" I said in frustration. "He needs that thing looked at!"
Both men were back to their feet and E floored Dean with a big boot. He then hit a big body splash. Conscious or not, Dean rolled out of the ring as blood continued to stream from his chin. Dean waved off the match and made his way up the ramp.
E looked enraged as the ref counted Dean out.
E won by disqualification.
"I'm just glad that's over." My hand went to my heart. "And that he still has his title." I got out of my chair. "Are you finished?"
"Yeah." Becky nodded. "Go see him."
"Thanks." I half smiled at her and made my way to the gorilla position where Dean had just come out of. He was holding a towel to his chin. "Ow." I spoke softly, causing him to look up.
"I've had worse." He shrugged. "I've got to go get this stitched back up."
"I didn't like watching that." I chuckled.
"I'd suggest you don't watch my death matches then." He winked. "Really, Aria, I'm fine."
"If you could lie down there-" The medic spoke to Dean.
"Alright." Dean nodded and complied.
He was so cool and calm about this whereas I would be freaking the hell out. I had never had stitches before and I've always been terrified as stitches came with this job. The medic took a look at Dean and told him that he needed. He did confirme that he needed stitches.
"Not great with them, huh?" The medic chuckled.
"That obvious?" I asked him.
"It'll be good for her to stick around and watch." Dean spoke.
"You just want to gross me out."
"That may be true." Dean replied, causing the medic to laugh. When I looked up, they had brought the cameras in to record some of it.
The medic started by washing out the blood. "We're just going to clear it out, ok?" They told Dean.
"Cool." He answered.
"You're not allergic to anything?"
"Nah."
"This should come together real nicely, man." The medic told him.
"How's Aria doing?" Dean chuckled.
"She's looking nervous."
"How am I doing? You're the one getting stitches." I brushed my hand against his. "I have my match soon."
"We'll have him finished by then."
"Good luck, kiddo." Dean reached over and pulled my hand to his lips.
"Don't ruin that handsome face." I told the medic who laughed.
"We'll try not to."
"Bye Dean."
I've never been happier to have a match. By the time I got back to the Gorilla position, Seth and Roman's match had just finished. I fist bumped them on my way pass them.
As champion, I was last out.
It was a great atmosphere. People were still pumped from the last few matches and I wanted to keep that sensation going.
I saw the girls who I had met outside the arena and made sure to point at them and wave. I slapped a few hands and slid into the ring where all the other girls were.
As usual AJ immediately exite the ring once the bell went and proceeded to skip around the ring. Me, Naomi and Brie all glared at each other until we all broke into a smile and nodded at each other in agreement. We exited the ring and surrounded AJ. I grabbed her first and chucked her back into the ring.
I whipped AJ into the corner and stomped a mudhole on her – Stone Cold style. I glanced over to see Naomi and Brie had broken out into a fight, so I continued to work away at AJ. I hit an arm drag and a monkey flip to the delight of the crowd.
Naomi's and Brie's fight had now spilled to the outside, which gave me and AJ the whole ring to compete in. AJ managed to reverse my attempt at a powerbomb into a roll up and I forced my shoulder up at one.
Me and AJ did some chain wrestling and I eventually got her in a surfboard (thanks for teaching me that one Dean). AJ was screaming with pain and I eventually relinquished the hold as the ref said my shoulders were on the mat. I picked AJ up but as I did, she went for a roundhouse kick to the head. Just in time I ducked it and pushed her back against the ropes. I raced at her to hit a clothesline but she lifted me up and out of the ring.
I landed right on top of Brie and Naomi who had managed to soften the blow, yet the landing was still very awkward and I could definitely feel some whip lash in my neck.
Naomi and Brie had no sympathy and rolles me back into the ring. AJ got me in a camel clutch which added pressure to my already damaged neck. The sharp pain soon turned to drowsiness and my vision was becoming blurred… was I passing out!?
Despite my blurred vision I could just about make out Naomi heading towards us and leaping into the air. To be more precise, I could make out Naomi's butt heading straight for us as she hit AJ with it. AJ's hold is broken as I regroup in the corner. Brie now double clotheslined AJ and Naomi out of the ring.
It was now down to me and Brie. I charged at Brie and hit a hurricanrana. The crowd cheered as I went to the top rope. As I jumped of Brie rolled out of the way, I managed to land on my feet and out of nowhere hit a superkick.
One..two..three… Battered and bruised but still champion.
I held the back of my neck as the ref raised my hand in victory whilst passing me my title. I celebrated whilst trying to hide how much my neck was hurting me.
It wasn't until I was out of the crowd's sight that I let me true feelings show, "Fuck." I cursed in pain.
"Hey-" I looked up to see Dean coming towards me, his chin was all stitched up. He wrapped his arms around my waist, "You ok? That looked like a nasty fall."
"It was." I cringed as I tried to position my neck to where it didn't hurt. "Hurt my neck."
"Do you need to see someone?"
"No." I shook my head. "It'll be better by tomorrow."
He kissed my cheek, "It was a great match and you used what I taught you."
"I hoped you'd notice that." I grinned at him. He took me back to his locker room where the Charlie and Becky were as well with my change of clothes. They were already dressed to go to the club. "About tonight guys," I turned to them all. "I hurt my neck during the match, I think I'll just stay in tonight."
"It did look painful." Charlie said to me with a look of sympathy on her face.
"Do you want me to stay with you?" Dean asked me, I was relieved to see a flash of disappointment on his face.
"No, no, I don't want to spoil your night." I kissed his cheek. "I'll be fine."
They were all going straight there from the arena. Dean was hesitant. "Go!" I told him whilst laughing. "I'll be fine."
"You call me if you need me, alright?" He kissed my forehead. "Love you." He mumbled to me, not wanting the others to hear.
"Love you." I whispered back to him and slowly released my hand from his. He looked back one last time as he left the locker room.
I stayed, showered and then left.
It was weird coming back to an empty hotel room. A huge part of me was tempted to go and join them, but I knew I would just be in a lot of pain throughout and no fun. Instead, I stripped down, got out a DVD and snuggled in bed to watch it. My neck already felt a lot better than it did earlier.
It was a long time since I had gotten to do this.
The DVD had barely started before there was a knock at the door. "Oh no, Ryback...he's found me!" I put on my gown and crept over to the door. I looked through the peep hole to reveal...
"Dean-" I said in surprise as I opened the door. "What are you doing here?"
"I uh-" He leaned against the door. "I wasn't feeling it tonight."
"When aren't you ever feeling it?" I smiled annoyingly at him, hoping he would perhaps admit that I was the reason he didn't want to go.
"When you're not there." He answered the way I wanted him to. I blushed slightly and looked up at him shyly.
"Well I guess I have to side with you there, it must be pretty boring without me."
"Guess I'll never find out."
My eyes moved to where Dean was stitched up. Even with stitches on his face, he still looked as handsome as ever. My fingers moved just under the new stitches, Dean's eyes remained firmly on me as I did so. "Ouch." I said to him.
"You should see the other guy." He cracked a smile. "Do you mind if I hang here with you tonight?"
"I don't know-" I shrugged innocently. "As you can see I'm very busy." I said from the comfort of my gown.
He raised a brow in amusement, "Oh yeah?"
"Mhmm." I opened the door to the empty hotel. "Quite the party in here."
"So I see. I brought you this-" He brought out some chocolate out of his back pocket.
"Why didn't you say before? Come in!"
He side stepped past me. "So what are we doing?"
I grinned, "I'll show you." I grabbed his hand and led him to my room where Tangled was playing on the TV. Dean's brows raised and gave me a look which asked if I was serious. "Hey, you chose to come here instead-" I held my hands up in defence.
"Although I had something else in mind."
"What could you possibly have in mind apart from watching nonstop Disney films?"
"I can show you if you'd like." His hands werw cupping my face and lowering his head down to kiss me softly.
"You can't just-" I mumbled against Dean's lips. "-come in here and interrupt Disney time!" Dean ignored this and his arm left me and instead went to the TV to turn it off. "Hey! When will my life begin was just about to play!" I protested. Dean pulled back on me and threw off his shirt. Needless to say, Tangled being turned off wasn't my concern anymore. He had me there. "You're evil."
"You still want to watch Disney?" He asked, knowing I could never resist his shirtless physic. I slowly shook my head, "Good." He dipped his head down and once more captured his lips with mine. We walked backwards until I fell on the bed. Dean gripped onto my hair as he pressed his lips hard against mine. Brushing against them over and over again. My gown started to unravel itself until Dean pulled the last of it off. He stayed laying down as I sat up, straddling him. "Leopards print." He said approvingly. "Nice." He smirked and trailed his hand over the curve of my ass. He watched me intensely as I unbuckled his belt, pulling it off smoothly. I hovered over Dean as he pulled his pants down. "God-" He muttered as he sat up with me still on him, "You drive me crazy." He growled as his head dove into my neck.
"In a good way I hope." I whispered as I pulled myself tighter against him. "You know, with fresh stitches you shouldn't really be doing much physical activity." I teased him.
"I don't care."
"Well I have another idea." I crawled backwards. Dean watched me curiously. I ran my hand over his boxers and gripped my hand around his member. I pulled them down, revealing his long hard erection. I lowered my head onto him, "Aria-" He said sternly, "You better not be teasing."
I answered that with a slow lick to his erection. His eyes closed and his mouth opened. His arms moved behind his head, "Don't, don't stop." He growled through his teeth. I dipped down again and ran my tongue around the head. His eyes opened and tried to remain that way, just staring at me intensely, waiting for my next move. His hand ran through my hair and encouraged my head to go down on him again.
This time, I took as much of his member I could into my mouth. I felt his body twitch with satisfaction, "Oh fuck Aria, you-" Dean let out a loud groan.
I didn't do it for too long before I pulled away. Dean smashed his lips onto mine, the roughest he had ever done. "I fucking love you." He panted, falling back onto the bed again. I took him back into my mouth, but this time, I rubbed at the same time. Dean reacted and let out a series of curses and moans. "I'm so fucking close, Aria." He struggled to get out. I pulled him out of my mouth, but continued to rub until he exploded. "You are incredible." He closed his eyes. "You almost got a fucking proposal out of me there." He sat up and grabbed a t-shirt from the side, wiping away the mess he had made. "Ridicously innocent, huh?" He grinned at me.
"I am." I said sweetly.
"That was so worth missing tonight."
"Was that ok?" I asked him.
He looked at me in disbelief. "What do you think?"
He went to get up, but stopped when I said, "I've never done that before."
He looked a little shocked before a look of smugness spread across his face, "Good." He leaned down and kissed the top of my head. "When I thought you couldn't have me anymore wrapped around your little finger-" His eyes wandered over me and shook his head with a huge smile on his face.
I shuffled back under the covers as Dean went into the bathroom. When he came back, I pressed play on Tangled. Dean wrapped his large arm around me and I cuddled into his chest. "This is nice." I said to him.
Despite Dean's best efforts, I think he actually enjoyed Tangled. He chuckled throughout most of the film. "This is totally you and me." I said when Rapunzel and Flynn Ryder were singing 'I see the light' on the boat.
"It totally isn't."
"Roman and Seth are the two guys after you; the Stabbington Brothers." I pointed to the ginger guys who Flynn betrayed at the beginning of the film and spent the rest of the film chasing him.
"You really are adorable."
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