And a whole couple of months later, I'm attempting another chapter. I've just been super busy with moving in with my now husband and getting back to reality. I have some down time so here's another shot at this story. I have some favorites, but not a lot of reviews so let me know what you guys think! It's a bit of a longer chapter and I think it's basically because I couldn't figure out how to end it.


She had no idea why it was bugging her. She had no idea why she was staring at the picture for so long. She had no idea how she even stumbled up it. Actually she did. She felt stupid doing it but she did it anyways. She was intrigued by him so she did what almost anyone would do: she was Googling him. To her surprise though, there wasn't much about him on the web except for his wrestling career.

Sitting in a corner by herself in catering, Jordan had been looking at the career of Jonathan Good on the internet for almost an hour on her phone. She ended up on the hash tag for Dean Ambrose on Instagram and found numerous pictures of Renee Young and him from the night before. The same night that he had told her how he supposedly liked her. It didn't annoy her that he was in the picture with her, but it did annoy her that he clearly went back to hanging out with Renee after he told her what he did; after she denied him.

"There's nothing going on, ya know?" a voice came from behind her, causing her to jump in her chair.

Exiting out the photo app, Jordan turned around to see Renee smirking at her. She had always liked Renee and vice versa. Jordan could actually call her a friend.

"What?" Jordan asked, wondering how pink her cheeks where.

"Good and me. Me and Good. Nothing is going on," Renee said, taking a seat next to her friend.

Trying to laugh it off, Jordan shrugged. "Okay? That's…good?"

"I've been standing behind you for a couple of minutes. The couple of minutes were of you staring at the picture."

Jordan started picking at her nails, while staring at the floor.

"Do you like him?" the young blonde, a slight laugh escaping her lips.

"What?! No. No. I don't know him. At all. Yesterday was the first time we ever had a conversation. Kind of."

"Kind of?"

"He's said something to me before but he doesn't remember. It's whatever. I don't like him. He told me he liked me last night. It's weird. He's weird. He doesn't know me." Jordan knew she was starting to ramble but she couldn't stop.

"Slow down. I was just asking. He told me he told you he liked you. He came back to the bar after awhile last night and told me. We're close. Best friends, I guess. I told him he was stupid for just telling you that he liked you out of know where."

Jordan laughed at Renee's last sentence. "He is. I don't know. It's weird but now he's in my head."

"Yeah, sounds like Jon. He knows how to get inside people's head. He's a good guy though. To be honest, I can't remember when's the last time he talked about a girl." Renee gave Jordan a small smile as she got up. "I know he rushed the whole liking you thing but when Jon is set on something, he's set so don't expect him to just leave you alone now," she said laughing.


Jordan had spent over ten minutes looking for Nick after his match. He would know what to do with her situation. She had looked in all of their "spots" that she knew of: every empty hallway, catering, the divas locker room. She smiled and shook her head as she remembered the one time she actually did find him in there. After no luck in finding him, she started walking towards the guy's locker room.

'First time for everything, right?' she thought.

Finding the room that she needed, she debated on knocking on the door or just wait for someone to exit. She went with knocking and softly tapped her knuckles on the door, turning her back to it right after. She didn't need to anyone without underwear on today.

Hearing the door open behind her, she was fixing to ask for her best friend, when a voice stopped her.

"Well, well. Look who's here," Jon said, leaning against the open door…shirtless.

She couldn't help but staring at the man in front of her. His biceps were huge, his chest ripped, his abs were nearly too perfect, and it was as if they were begging for her to touch them.

Jon smirked and he saw Jordan gapping at his body. "You know, I could take a picture of this if you want to keep staring at it.

Quickly snapping out her trance, Jordan brought her eyes to Jon's and quickly rolled them.

"Oh please. I saw plenty online," Jordan stated, quickly regretting what just slipped out.

Jon raised his eyebrows at her and his smirk grew into a smile. "Online? Did you look me up? Online?"

"What? No! Look, can you just get Nick for me. I need him right now," Jordan said, looking away from Jon, hoping that he didn't see her blushing.

Still wearing the smile on his face, he turned and walked away from the door, calling out to Nick.

Jordan couldn't help but notice the huge scar right underneath his shoulder blade as he had turned around. She was once again in trance by him and he had already left her site. Shaking her head, she smiled as she saw Nick in the door way.

"Yes! I found you! I need you asap!" Jordan said, grabbing Nick by the arm and pulling him out from the doorway. She held her grip on him until she reached an empty hallway.

"Wow, wow, wow! I knew it! You finally caved. You want me! At work? Kinky? In our spot? Kinkier! " Nick said with a huge smile on his face.

"I already told you: it's not me, it's you," she smiled as she patted his shoulder.

Nick smiled as he grabbed Jordan and gave her a hug. "You sure know the way to my heart, ya know that?"

The Texas native smiled as she hugged him back. "Yeah, I'm a real panty dropper."

"Only you can say that and get away with it. What's up?" he said, wrapping his arm around her shoulder.

"Someone likes me."

"Are we still in high school? This feels too high school for."

"Nick! I'm serious! You know I can't deal with anyone liking me. You know I can't handle that right now," Jordan said, backing up to the wall behind her and sliding down to the floor.

Nick let out a sigh and crouched down in front of Jordan. "Hey. YOU know that it's been awhile. You can't stay in the past forever. You've got to keep going." He grabbed her hand gave it a squeeze for more reassurance.

Jordan stared at the ground and let Nick's words sink into her. It seemed as if she got lost into them but was pulled out from it when she felt his hand under her chin. She looked up at him and let out a small laugh. "Dol-face, who knew you could be so sweet."

"What can I say? I'm a real panty dropper," he smiled and shrugged.

Reaching to him, she wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him into a hug. When they pulled back, Jordan felt herself pull Nick's face to hers and before he knew it, her lips were on his.

"Ahem," a voice came from down the hall.

When the pair looked up, Jordan couldn't help but swallow the lump in her throat as she looked up to see Jon staring at them.


I honestly have no idea where this story is going. I'm pulling it out of my butt as I go along, haha.