Hello, lovely readers!

Hope we are all well. I am… apart from the unending sadness that Seth is out of action for 6-9 months! So gutted! I need my fix of Rollins each week, so I'm so sad he won't be on TV for a while. Get well soon, we'll miss you in the meantime! So cheer us all up, here's another chapter.

Lilygirl95 – I'm glad you liked their little moment. Slowly but surely, things are happening between them

Starsxhearts23 – Glad you're enjoying it. The chemistry builds even more in this chapter. I think you'll like it.

Beautifultragedyxxx – I think everyone needed a break from the Randy anxiety. And if the last chapter gave you butterflies, this one certainly will.

Tantoune – With a Seth Rollins as sweet and lovely as this, it's definitely not wrong to say you want to be Ellie. Thank you for the continued support!

Meep Meepy Meep – I agree, but you can't help but route for Ellie and Seth. This chapter is even more intense.

Dutchangel1979 – Aw, so happy you liked it. get ready for another chapter, you'll definitely be routing for Seth here.

Nafiondf aof – I'm so happy to hear you like my little story. Keeping reading and keep enjoying.

MsConCon – I absolutely loved reading your reaction to the last chapter! The chemistry is about to get a hell of a lot more intense with this chapter, I think you'll be as happy with this one as the last one. That slow burn I love is definitely picking up steam between them. Thank you for your continued support and your wonderful reviews. They never fail in putting a smile on my face.

This chapter is named after 'Too Close' by Alex Clare

Elizabeth Chapman's Point Of View

Raw was in Florida the following Monday so we travelled there a few days later. I'd driven down with Charlotte since she was my room mate, and had spent a lot of time with her as of late.

I liked Charlotte. She was a lovely girl, someone who made me laugh and who had my back, even though Randy was the one who had organised for me to spend time with her. Initially I'd worried that she was a spy, someone who would give feedback to him, but she had proven me so wrong. She was wonderful, sweet, and definitely someone that I could call friend.

So it was Saturday morning when she asked me if I wanted to go to the WWE Performance Center with her to do some training.

I hadn't been there since I'd joined WWE, and even though I wasn't a wrestler, I was curious to see it. Plus it'd be nice to see Charlotte's training and watch how good she was.

So we changed into our gym gear, grabbed our gym bags and headed down the street. The Performance Center was a ten minute walk from our hotel, and it was a beautiful sunny Florida morning. So we were more than happy to walk.

The Center was pretty busy once we got there. This made total sense, the entire main roster was in town after all. Since most of the rings were filled with performers practicing, we both headed over to a running machine, Charlotte wanting to warm up before she did anything majorly physical anyway. I took a seat on a nearby bench, watching as she set the machine to the speed she desired and jumped on.

"I have no idea how you guys all stay so physically fit," I commented as I watch her run. "You have a lot more patience, determination and control than I do."

"It's because we love what we do," she said as she ran. "And the only way to do that is to stay in shape."

"But don't you ever want to binge?" I asked. "Just go out, eat McDonalds and eat a giant tub of Ben and Jerry's to yourself?"

She laughed, her pace on the machine quickening. "All the time. And we can have it in small doses. But wrestling means more to me, so training remains a priority."

"I have to admire you for that," I smiled. "You have a lot of self control. All of you do."

"Wrestling is my passion," she said. "I've known it all my life. It's my priority and I want to do it more than anything. So if I have to sacrifice a few things in order to do that then so be it."

I smiled. Charlotte was definitely an awesome, passionate girl. Yes, I liked her very much.

I scanned The Performance Center, looking at everything it had to offer, very impressed with the place. Vince, Stephanie and Hunter has seriously outdone themselves with this facility, it was absolutely fantastic.

As I gazed around, I was very surprised to see Seth over by the weights. He hadn't mentioned that he was coming here, but he never did mention when he went for work outs.

I thought back to our time at the club a few days ago, and the strange feelings that had over taken my body as I thought back to our moment on the dance-floor.

Feelings had stirred in me, strange alien feelings and they confused me to no end. They were feelings I had never felt before, all brand new and fresh and exciting. They were sort of similar to the feelings I held for my family and friends and even Randy, only stronger. Much stronger. They made my heart beat faster and my head think more. I knew I would have to think over them at a later date. I knew I had to discover what they were and why they had appeared.

It was just so crazy that all these things were happening simply from a dance. I had left reality as we danced closer and had entered a strange place where all I was surrounded by was Seth. His face, his smell, the sound of his heavy breathing, I knew that he was in this place with me too.

I hadn't been able to tare my eyes from him. He was pure handsomeness, pure wonderfulness, pure perfection. Those feelings reappeared as I reminisced and flooded my body, holding me hostage to something I had no intention of escaping from. I had no idea what had happened, but it wasn't a bad thing. It felt right and it felt like I had belonged there on that dance-floor with him.

But every time I imagined Seth's gorgeous face, Randy would come to the forefront of my mind, and I knew I was thinking things that I shouldn't. Randy was my boyfriend, he was the man I loved, and I knew I had to keep it that way.

Yet as I prepared myself to stand up to go over and greet him, I was trapped in my seat as a woman suddenly approached him. I couldn't hear them, but the smile on his face as she spoke to him made me know he was happy to see her. I recognised her immediately; her same was Zahra Schreiber, she was a diva from developmental. She was gorgeous, heavily tattooed and perfectly slim.

I watched closely as Seth helped her with the weights, his hand occasionally touching her body, his laughter and joy echoing throughout the room as she spoke to him. And as I sat there, frozen to my seat, my eyes unable to leave them, my nervous hands gripping the wooden bench below me, I couldn't help the involuntary emotion that flooded my body and ran through my veins…

Jealousy.

Envy appeared on my face as I watched the couple together, moving around each other, the smile never leaving either of their faces. They were close, they were intimate, and I knew it was simply because he was helping her with the heavy weights. But I couldn't help but feel the way I was feeling anyway. My jaw tensed, my nostrils flaring as jealousy turned to anger.

I didn't like it, I didn't like seeing him with another girl. I knew it was totally unreasonable of me considering he was young, free and single, but I couldn't help it. Seth had always been my friend, he'd always looked after me, and seeing him with another woman hurt. I had no right to feel this way since I had a fucking boyfriend, but I had to quickly look away from them, closing my eyes, the hurt growing stronger and stronger.

Why did I have to feel like this? Why did I have to get so jealous over him talking and helping another girl?

Because you like him…

My eyes shot open at my subconscious's admission. Did I? Did I really like Seth in that way? I had Randy, I had a boyfriend who cared for me and looked after me.

But after our dance, after our time in New York, after all the wonderful things he'd done for me, had I been mistaking it for friendship all this time when in reality it had been something more?

I shook my head.

No. I couldn't. Seth was my friend, that was it. I had a boyfriend at home for fuck's sake, and I was no cheat. Even if my feelings had developed into something more for Seth, I could never act on it. He was my friend, that was it. And I intended to keep it that way.

I looked over, gasping quietly as I saw Seth looking in my direction, offering me a smile and a gentle wave, Zahra still with him.

I was in no mood to look at them, I was in no mood to talk to them, and I knew I had to get my emotions in check. I had no right to be jealous, Seth had every right to flirt with whoever he wanted, and I had to remember I had a boyfriend back home.

So before Seth had any opportunity to come over, I bid my farewell to Charlotte, grabbed my gym bag and headed out The Performance Center, my mind running at a thousand miles an hour.

xXx

It wasn't until Monday Night Raw that I saw Seth again. I'd made a conscious effort to stay away from him, at least until I could understand the weird feelings I'd been feeling about him and the crazy thoughts I'd been having.

Before I'd stayed distant due to Randy, but now I was doing it due to myself. I couldn't be near him, at least not whilst I was confused over what was happening and why I was thinking about him in the way I was. Having him close would cloud my thoughts and my judgement. So until I got my head straight and made sense of my thoughts about Seth Rollins, I knew it was best to stay away and distract myself via other means. So I ignored the phone calls and texts he sent, telling Charlotte to cover for me when he knocked on my hotel room door.

It was vile because the distance was self inflicted and I missed his company greatly, but until I knew how I felt, this was for the best.

So when I spotted him marching towards me, a stern look on his face, I knew I was in trouble. I sighed, worried over what was about to happen. Seth was mad, and I couldn't blame him. I had cut all contact after all. I'd done this before I knew it was shitty of me to do it again.

So I was prepared to take whatever he was about to throw at me.

"We need to talk," he said once he'd reached me, his arms folded, his face stern.

I let out a breath and nodded. "Fine, lead the way," I said.

So he did. He silently walked to his locker room, me scurrying behind him, trying to keep up with his pace. It was hard because he was far taller and his steps were far bigger. But I managed, Seth holding his locker room door open for me once we reached it. I stepped inside and he followed, closing the door and locking it behind him. Roman and Dean weren't here so I knew we wouldn't be disturbed.

"So what's this about, Seth?" I asked, needing this to be over and done with.

"I think it's pretty obvious what this is about," he said. "You're doing it again."

"Doing what?" I asked feigning ignorance.

"Pushing me away, keeping your distance," Seth explained. "Damn it, Ellie, Randy isn't even here and he's still telling you to stay away!"

"Randy hasn't said anything," I explained, my eyes avoiding his. I knew the second I looked into them I'd be lost, so I averted my eyes from staring at them. "I personally just think its right that I stay away. We've been getting close lately and I don't think we should be."

"What the fuck does that mean?" he asked.

"I have a boyfriend, Seth. And I've noticed how close we've been getting. It's not right and we shouldn't be doing that. We're friends, that's all."

"Are you seriously pulling this bullshit again?" he asked angrily. "I've told you time and time again, I want you close, I want you near me. I know you have a boyfriend, but I have your back. I won't do anything to jeopardise that or your relationship."

"But I'm scared I will," I finally said, looking at his face. "I'm scared I'll forget about Randy, I'm scared this friendship is more. I'm not a cheat, I love Randy, and I don't want to ruin that."

He pinched the bridge of his nose in frustration. "I'm not asking you to choose, and I'll back off if it makes you feel more comfortable. But you have to stop pushing me away constantly. I'm your friend and I care about you, I want to be in your life."

I sighed, letting out a nervous breath, the sad look on his face doing nothing to help me right now. I wanted to run to him, hug him and hold him. I wanted to stroke his face and tell him it was alright. But I couldn't. Randy was waiting for me at home, and I could not be so intimate with another man. He was making this so hard for me, I just needed to leave.

"I can't deal with this," I mumbled. I tried to barge past him but he stood in my way, blocking the door. "Seth, please move," I said.

"No," he replied. "You're doing it again, acting hot and cold, walking away if things get too intense. We need to talk about this Ellie. I can't keep going on wondering how you're gonna act around me from one day to the next."

"I can't do this right now," I said, annoyance and anxiety hitting me all at once. I felt trapped, I felt scared, and I just wanted to leave. I was in no right mind to do this right now and Seth couldn't understand that. "Let me out."

"No," he repeated. "Not till we've spoken."

"You can't hold me here, Seth," I said, looking angrily up at him. "You don't have the power to do that."

"I'll do what I fucking want until I get some answers," he replied, his face set, his jaw tense. "I need to know where I fucking stand."

"Let me the fuck go!" I shouted. "You're not my fucking boyfriend, you have no right to keep me here."

"Well mores the pity because then you wouldn't be with that bastard you're with now," he growled.

I blinked at him.

Too fucking far, Seth…

My subconscious was right! He had no right to question my relationship! Yes, Randy had been a dick in the past, but he'd been trying hard as of late and everything was getting back on track. He was the old Randy again, the kind Randy, and I felt like I was loved again. Seth should not be there, bad mouthing my relationship and my boyfriend like that.

My breaths came out short and sharp, my hand raised, ready to slap him. But Seth was too quick for me. He caught my hand easily, grabbing my wrist and stopping my movement in its tracks. He looked at me closely, the pair of us having a stare off, his anger as apparent as mine. But as I stared into his big deep eyes, the atmosphere changed, an electricity passing between us, much like it had on the dance-floor.

I swallowed nervously as he looked at me, my wrist still tightly in his grip. He licked his lips, my chest heaving with nerves, fighting to get air into my lungs. I couldn't stop looking at him, butterflies appearing wildly in my stomach.

Almost suddenly, before I even had time to blink, Seth had pushed me up against the wall behind me, his smooth lean body pressing into mine, getting as close as it could. One of his hands went to my waist whilst the other went to my thigh, hitching it up to his hip, causing me to flush. His breathing was heavy and his face was mere millimeters from mine. His face suddenly went down to my neck and began nuzzling it, causing my eyes to flutter closed and my heart to skip a beat before it began to thump in my chest. My subconscious just stood there, the biggest, smuggest, goofiest grin in the world plastered on her happy face. I was not sure what was happening, but she was loving it!

The hand which was placed on my waist slowly ghosted up my back until it was threaded into my hair, the action causing me to shiver. He raised his face so that it was in front of mine again. Slowly and sensually, he began running his nose across my face, leaving a trail of goose bumps as it went, a gentle moan leaving my lips.

Oh god, what is he doing? I have a boyfriend!

Then why did a massive part of me never want him to stop?

My body became hot and flustered as I naturally leaned into him, every movement he made making me yearn for more. My skin was on fire, my stomach flipping, my body tingling wherever he touched. I'd never felt a touch like it before, I'd never felt so hot before… and I'd never been so turned on in all my life.

"Seriously, what are you doing to me, Ellie?" he whispered, almost too quietly for my ears to hear. "What are you doing to me, Love?"

This had to stop. It had to. I was not going to be that girl. I had a boyfriend, one who cared about me and loved me. I could not let this go on.

"Seth, stop," I whispered as his nose dragged along my cheek, his lips getting closer to my own. His sweet breath fanned across my face, my lips softly parted and I didn't want him to stop… but he had to. He ignored me and carried on, so I took matters into my own hands. I placed my hands on his chest and managed to push him away.

"Seth, please," I said, breathing heavily. I knew that my blush was on my face, but I would not let it stop me.

Reluctantly he pulled away, taking several steps away from me, pulling at his hair in frustration, my hot and weak body leaning against the wall. I tried to calm down, but having him that close to me had made me feel things I'd never felt before.

"You need to leave him, Ellie," he said as he finally turned to look at me. "You need to fucking leave him. He's no good for you, he's not worthy of you. You need to get rid of him."

I gently shook my head. "You have no right to say that, Seth. You have no fucking control over what I do," I said, before finding some strength and quickly unlocking the door, leaving the room and running as far away from him as possible. I finally reached a quiet corridor, stopping to catch my breath. I rested against the wall, fighting to get air into my lungs, anger running through my veins over what he'd just said about Randy and my relationship.

Dragging my back down the wall, I slowly sat on the floor, my mind totally reeling, my breathing slowing down back to its normal pace.

What the hell just happened?! He was so close… so near… so intimate. I wasn't expecting it at all, yet when it happened… The way he touched me and where he touched me. That was not the intimacy of a friend; it was the intimacy of a lover. He was so affectionate… caring… loving. I did not understand, it was all so wrong, but by god it felt so right. I really did not want him to stop.

And then I gasped.

Oh lord!

Realization hit me, turning my world upside down. All my thoughts came together to form one solid truth…

I was falling for Seth Rollins.

Again, a huge thanks to Lilygirl95, starsxhearts23, beautifultragedyxxx, Tantoune, Meep Meepy Meep, dutchangel1979, nafiondf aof and MsConCon for their words about the last chapter.