Hello FanFiction readers! I know I know I haven't posted in over two years but I have had this story stuck in my head ever since a friend of mine showed me the John Cena Bray Wyatt Wrestle Mania match and I just had to write it and post it. So this is a John Cena Bray Wyatt OC story. Please dont judge me if i have information wrong I haven't watched WWE in like five years but this story would not leave me alone. I hope yall enjoy!
Every night is the same thing, work at Joes bar deal with drunk hicks that don't know their ass holes from their elbows. But for some reason tonight felt different. I got dressed in my "uniform" a tank top that left little to the imagination and short shorts that damn near had my ass cheeks hanging out, but joe would fire me if I didn't dress according to his "dress code" for the female employees. If you asked me he mad us dress this way to get more money but I didn't care I needed the money. I was only working here to save up to go to a proper wrestling school so I could get into the WWE. That's my ultimate dream. Right now i work out at a hole in the wall kind of like what rocky worked out in but it was for wrestlers not boxers. It wasn't much but my coach had contacts and insured me he'd help me get to the top once I was ready. I'm there every single day before working here at this rat hole. I wipe the bar down as I wait for the night to kick off. The DJ just arrived to set up for the night and the crowds usually start pouring in about an hour later. So I clean and keep myself busy until then. As I do my usual stuff for the night I hear the bell on the door ring as it opens. I look up and see three men walk in that I've never seen in here before but instantly recognized; Bray Wyatt, Luke Harper and Eric Rowan. I paused blinking a lot not believing my own eyes as they walked into this hole in the wall bar. I managed to pull myself together and grab some napkins off the table under the bar and walk over to the far end as they sat down.
"Hello guys how are y'all tonight?" I asked them my southern drawl coming out thicker than ever. All three up of them look up from their conversation and stare at me. I tried to ignore the fact they were staring at my boobs but it's hard enough hiding 38 DD's in regular shirts let alone tight ass tank tops.
"Three bud lights." Luke says and I nod not able to help the fact that I notice Bray staring deep into my eyes not my breasts like the other two did at first.
"Alrighty," I say and turn and head towards the fridge that is stock full of every beer imaginable. I grab three bud lights in one hand and pop the tops off with my bottle opener I keep in my pocket before walking back to them where Luke and Eric are back in full blown conversation but Bray is a million miles away still watching me.
"Hey man you alright?" Eric asks him with a nudge in the ribs with his elbow as I sit their beer in front of them.
"Can I get y'all anything else?" I ask and Luke says no in a rude ass way looking at Bray while he continues to stare a hole through me. I scoff at him and walk off a little pissed he was so rude. They go back into full blown conversation even Bray does this time but I can't help but feel his eyes boring into me every now and again. As the music begins blaring throughout the bar and the usual crowds start pouring in I don't notice him staring at me anymore. 'That was just a little creepy.' I think to myself as I start bringing beer out to the usuals at the bar and for the one waitress we have that takes drinks to tables, Ashley a good friend of mine. As I am pouring two gin and juice I see a hand waving at the end of the bar.
"One minute!" I yell as I finish up the drinks and hand them to Ashley and go to the end of the bar not realizing who I was walking up to. Brays eyes meet mine as he smiles.
"Can we get three more rounds miss?" He asks in the kindest voice ever considering he's having to yell over the music.
"Of course anything else I can get for you?" I ask with a smile.
"You got jack black label?" He asks and I nods, "sure do honey." I say with my southern twang showing strong. If I'm not mistaken I see his cheeks begin to glow under that bushy beard.
"Jack and Coke then darlin' " he says and couldn't help the tingling that I felt all over my body.
"Coming right up sugar." I say smiling brightly at him. I walk off pour his drink and grab their beer just as Jake, the other bar tender, come up to relieve me for my break. I sit Luke and Erics beer down first then slide Bray his beer and drink.
"Anything else?" I ask as Bray and I lock eyes again. I hear a barely audible no from beside me and Bray shakes his head. "Not right now sweetheart but I'll find you when need something else."
"Well Jake over there will tend to you for a while, time for my break." I tell him with a wink then turn to walk off. I look back at Bray and he's kind of smirking as I walk off. I have never found him attractive on tv before but damn if he ain't tonight.
I give Jake the run down on the bar then head through the back and out the back door where we all take our breaks. I know wrestlers aren't supposed to smoke but it doesn't affect me and damn it I deserve it after dealing with these idiots every night. The employee smoking area is around the corner to the right side of the front door of the bar. As I sit on the bench smoking I hear the door open for just a minute then close back. I hear footsteps in the rocks of the parking lot and can't help notice they seem to be getting closer to me and sure enough someone rounds the corner and stops as they do. I don't look up at first then something makes me. When I do I'm staring into non other than Bray Wyatts eyes. I freeze, cigarette halfway to my mouth as I see a grin crosses his face.
"Well hey there sweet thing." He says with this sexy as growl in his voice. I smile at him not saying anything still trying to figure out if I need to nut kick him first or actually hold a conversation before making him sing soprano. I decide to wait and see where this goes, after all we were flirting pretty good inside so he may not be so bad.
"Hey yourself," I say to him as I take a drag off my cigarette.
"Mind if I join you?" He asks as he pulls a pack out of his pocket.
"Not at all," I tell him and slide over so he can sit. He sits down and lights a cigarette before look at me.
"Sorry if I startled you before I honestly didn't think I would find you." He says and i look at him. He was looking for me? Maybe I should have nut kicked him first.
"I don't mean that it a creepy ass way like it probably sounds but after our playfulness inside I wanted to talk to you without having to yell everything I say." He explains and I nod hoping he isn't a creeper.
"Oh ok cool," I tell him and let out a puff of smoke.
"I'm Layla." I tell him as I look over at him.
"I'm Windham," he says and I looked at him. That just confused the shit outta me. He laughs, "and by the look on your face I'm assuming you are a wrestling fan."
"I am and honestly I thought your name was Bray Wyatt. I mean I know wrestlers sometimes go by stage names but you're very convincing as Bray." I tell him.
"Why thank you. I do my best to play that character well but at the end of the day when I wash my greasy hair I'm just your average dude."
"Greasy hair huh?" I ask knowing he had better lines than that.
"Well they put all that junk in it to make it look that way and I hate it." He says and I noticed his hair is pulled neatly behind his back not like his normal down and wet loot.
"So that's how they do that." I giggle knowing that wasn't a natural look. He smiles and for the remainder of my thirty minute break we make small talk, getting to know each other a little bit better.
"Well Windham as much as I hate to I've got to get back inside my break is over." I tell him him and stand up as I put my finished cigarette out and throw the butt away. He stands up and smiles at me.
"Before you go back in mind if I ask you something?" He asks and I giggle, "you just did but shoot."
He laughs with the big hearty pantie soaking laugh and I bite my lip, fuck me why was that so sexy?
"Maybe I did but I have a real one to ask." He says and I nod regaining my composure.
"You mind if I get your number so I can maybe call you and ask you out sometime?" I stop in my tracks. Bray Wyatt wants to take me out? Holy shit! I manage to keep my composure and nod, "sure." I mean how bad can he be we just spent a half an hour talking and he was never once out of the way or gross to me. He grins and pulled us phone out of his pocket and unlocks it before holding it out to me. As I take it our fingers touch and I swear I feel this spark shoot through my entire body. He must have felt it also cuz he lets out this throaty growl low in his throat and I damn near fainted. Why is he having this effect on me? I take his phone and punch in my number saving it under Layla with the beer emoji. I hand it back to him just as the back door flies open.
"Layla what the fuck are you doing Jake needs you back in here!" Joe barks not even coming out the door. I roll my eyes that fucker knows how to ruin a moment.
"Coming joe!" I say and look back at Windham,
"sorry Bray- I mean Windham, duty calls." I say and he smiles, "no worries I'll be calling you soon." He says and turns and walks back around the corner of the bar. Damn it that man, what is wrong with me?
I walk back inside and get back to work realizing Eric and Luke are gone as well. I can't focus on that right now tho I've got work to do.
So what did you think? I hope it didn't suck ass this is my first story in a very long time. Please leave me a review and let me know what you think. If I don't get a lot of traffic I may remove this story. I have 7 chapter written and don't want it to go down the drain. Don't forget that review ;)