Chapter 6:
*No One's POV*
Shane have been thinking over the time has grower near Wrestlemania. Willow's going through something horrible behind closed doors. She's amazing for the company and great with children. Also, she deserves much more in her personal life. He might be actually falling truly in love with her.
Now amazing thoughts and ideas have come to mind. A mental schedule is quickly made.
Willow comes in like usual in the same worn out clothes and hair still up in it's usual bun. Simple makeup barely covering the fresh wounds from either from last night or a few minutes prior.
"Morning Ms. McMahon, morning Shane," she greeted as usual with hands filled with coffee for the three of them.
"Willow," Shane speaks up with a smile, "you have a busy day today."
"Umm Shane? I always have a busy day," she says confused of his statement, placing the coffee on the desk.
"Well yeah, but you're taking a break from your daily work to do other work that I am going to have you to do."
Willow looks over to Stephanie, secretly asking if it's okay.
"Go ahead," she smiles. "You deserve some time off."
"Umm okay. What do I need to do?" she asked Shane.
"You and I are going to the wardorbe department."
"But everyone have been informed to go at their scheduled times for their outfits for Wrestlemania, Hall of Fame, and beyond if they wish to make changes."
"Yes, but you need an outfit for the Hall of Fame," he says with a smile as they walk over to the wardorbe.
"Hall of Fame….?" she's rather surprised of hearing this, stopping in her tracks.
"Yes Willow," he chuckles, turning to her. "You're a part of the Hall of Fame like everyone is here."
"But Shane," she sighs, "the Hall of Fame is for people who are important."
"Like who?"
"The inductees, superstars, divas, bosses, fans, and their dates," her answer makes his heart sunk little by little. "Does that sound like the boss's assistant anywhere?" Willow asked with sadness in her voice.
Seeing this makes him sad. "Willow, are you saying you think you're not important?"
"I know I'm not important. Shane, I don't think I'm Hall of Fame material," she says, turning back to Stephanie's office.
This is not what he's excepting. He needs to make his plans work. "Will you go to the Hall of Fame with me?"
Her feet stopped as her heart skips a beat. She turns around to look at him with different emotions running in her head.
"What did you say?" she asked softly, secretly hoping it's what she heard.
"Will you, Willow Ramsey, be my date at the Hall of Fame?" he asked with a smile, holding her hand.
Her eyes show the shock in them. "For real?" she asked softly.
"For real," he smiles more.
"I would love to Shane," she smiles big.
His smile grows more. "Come on my date, let's get your dress." Shane offers his arm to escort her to the wardorbe department.
Willow accepts it with a smile.
Unfortunately, the smile didn't last long. Countless dresses that they have doesn't have what she's comfortable with. Nothing has a high neckline and long sleeves, also long. She couldn't even find all of those things in dark colors.
Shane can see how Willow's happiness is rapidly decreasing.
"Maybe we can customize?" the head of the department suggests.
"No thank you," Willow assures her smiles sadly. "They're gorgeous dresses, but not for me."
"Well I wish you luck," she smiles.
"Okay thank you." Willow turns to Shane as they leave. "I'm so sorry Shane, I'm okay with my clothes."
"There's no need for it," Shane smiles, taking her hand again. "We are going shopping."
"Sh-Shopping?!" Willo freaks out in fear.
He looks at her confused at the fear. "I thought all girls likes shopping," he says.
"I'm not most girls and I don't want to waste your money," Willow explains, still scared.
"Please Willow," Shane says softly. "Let me do something nice for you because I…" he was about to say love, but he stops himself. "I...care about you."
She sighs, "okay."
