Crazy : A Dean Ambrose Fanficton✔️

"Hey, Can you wait up?" Dean groans, Chasing me up and down the long halls.

"No, I actually can't,"I sigh, Finally stopping and turning towards him.

He grabs my hand and pulls it towards him,"We are talking, Okay. You've been ignoring me since Thursday night."

"Friday morning, Actually."I sigh again, Rolling my eyes and pulling my hand away.

"Just talk to me, Please?"He says seriously, Placing his hand on my cheek.

"And what if I don't wanna?"I ask, Looking away then down at the floor.

"Why wouldn't you wanna?"He frowns, Looking deep into my eyes. I sigh defeatedly as I lean against the wall, Slowly sliding down and hugging my knees to my chest.

"Listen, I don't think you actually get it... I was convinced that you were gonna propose.."I sigh before taking a big deep breath and rubbing my temples.

"Why would you think that?"He asks as I let him take my hands in his.

"I don't know, People just kinda gave me lots of evidence." I sigh again, Rubbing my thumb over his wrist and feeling his heartbeat faintly,"Also I guess I somehow, Subconsciously wanted that. I just kinda forgot."

"Forgot what?"He asks, Raising his eyebrows and placing his hand on my knee."And I thought you said you didn't want to get married."

"I just forgot that long term relationships aren't really your thing."I say with a small half smile,"And I only said that because it would have been way too soon."

"So, If I was to propose... In the future of course you'd say yes?" He asks as my heart literally explodes."Not that I'm going to anytime soon or anything..."

"It depends... I guess. I mean I do want that whole... Marriage and kids thing but This whole situation is just stressing me the hell out."I say honestly, With a little smile. I did wan't that with him, But really... What other 17 year old had to deal with thinking about if her boyfriend was going to propose.

"I know, Me too." He smiles, Pulling me close and kissing my head.

"Ugh. I gotta stand up, My legs are killing me." I groan slowly getting to my feet," I just remembered something."

"What?"He says, Rubbing his back, Which by the way is still injured.

"You need to get your back taped up and I have to go pull a promo on Vicky...Again."I sigh, Looking up at his face.

"Hey, Don't worry about me, Okay?"He says, folding his arms as I watch his muscles twitch.

"I am allowed to worry. I am still your girlfriend."I sigh, Wrapping my arms around his waist and hugging him.

"You got a match against her or what?"He asks pulling me closer into him.

"Actually no, I'm on commentary for the Charlotte/Becky match."I sigh, Kissing his chest,"I'm also really sorry."

"About what?"He chuckles a little as I pull away.

"The whole ignoring you thing... It was so stupid."I say pulling a little smile and fiddling with my hands,"So... I'm really sorry."

"I  mean, It was really really stupid. But it's okay."He smiles.

"Thanks."I smirk and get on my toes to reach his lips.

"By the way, I really missed you."He sighs, Leaning in and whispering into my ears,"I thought I was on a sex-ban or something."

"It was a few days."I smirk,"Plus, It  was embarrassing. I couldn't exactly just go up to you and ask you."

"Dean. No-one wants to know about your sex-ban."Roman sighs, Suddenly appearing at his side.

"I was whispering..."Dean says, Rolling his eyes at him.

"Still..."Roman sighs, Looking over at me."I should tell you something."

"Okay... You're making me nervous."I chuckle nervously and looking up at Dean.

"There's a rumour, That  you and Dean... I dunno, That you guys are done."He sighs, Looking from me to Dean and back.

"Done... Like broken up?"I ask, Almost laughing.

"Yeah."Roman sighs again, With an awkward smile,"Nikki is really pissed, Going around and telling everyone its not true."

"God..."I groan, Rubbing my head,"An angry Nikki is never good."

"You should go find her before she kills someone."

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"Nikki?"I say quietly, Slowly opening John's door, Looking up at his name on the sign.

"What's up, Kiddo?"John smiles, Walking out,"I thought I heard you."

"You seen Nikki?"I ask giving him a shy smile.

"Catering,"He chuckles,"She is insanely pissed."

"Wait, Because of the whole rumour thing?"I sigh, Shaking my head and itching my eyebrow.

He nods,"Just letting you know, She said she was going to disembowel Vicky."

"Disembowel?"I laugh, She sure did think of some strange things.

"It means-"He starts and I cut him off.

"I know what it means. I'm just shocked she used such a big word."I say continuing to laugh.

"But seriously, I hope Vicky hides."He sighs and rubs his head.

"I'll go find her."I smile as he quickly says goodbye and heads back into his locker room. I quickly walk down the hall and directly into catering as my eyes quickly lock onto Nikki cornering her and shouting at her. I run over to them, Not really wanting to see a disembowelment right now.

"Hey, Hey calm down."I say, Pulling her arm and pulling her away as Vicky eyes the both of us coldly.

"What?"She asks, Still staring at her with immense hate in her eyes.

"Just calm down, Okay?"I tell her, Feeling her anger literally seep out of her.

"But,"She says angrily, pointing towards her,"This Bitch. She's spreading rumours about Dean and you."

"I kinda guessed that."I chuckle as Nikki's anger fades slightly,"Plus, I really don't care."

"You don't?"She asks looking very surprised, I shake my head, Making her let out a small sigh of defeat.
"Fine, But of anyone ever spread anything about Me or John, I would be more than pissed."

"I know. John told me you planned to disembowel her."I laugh, Running a finger through my hair.

"I was annoyed."She sighs, Rolling her eyes,"I'd expect the same if it was me."

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I chuckle as I listen to the cheers of the crowd which grew as I pulled the mic closer to my mouth."So...As I guess all of you already know, Vicky She... She beat me fair and square on Monday. I really can't take that away from her, She has talent."

"I know that she got in my head and She... She used that against me. In the end... I just came up short."I say trying to calm my raging emotions towards her, As I brought the mic back up I was interrupted by a familiar sound. Vicky's entrance theme. I sigh loudly as I see the mic in her hand.

"Really, Again?"I chuckle, Shaking my head in dissatisfaction,"You just trying to be annoying or do you just really like interrupting my promos?"

"Very funny, Really. If this whole wrestling thing doesn't work out at least you can have a backup plan."She scoffs, staring me up and down as I roll my eyes."I'm guessing Hunter already told you about our match?"

I quickly furrow my brows and purse my lips as I look at her,"What match?"

"Oh. I guess being rude to the boss kinda cuts you out of the ring."She chuckles,"At the Royal Rumble, I am beating you for that title. Not just because You just can't beat Me, But because you've lost your touch."

I quickly put the thought out of my mind as I take a breath and shake my head,"We've had one match."I say with an uncomfortable half-smile,"You beat me once and you sure as hell know why."

"Oh, Of course."She smiles confidently,"How is Dean?"

"He's great."I sigh. She really had to go there, After the rumours I really was done with her.

"That's a shame, I really was hoping for permanent injury."She smirks innocently, Receiving a loud 'Boo' from the crowd.

"How dare you."I say slowly, My eyes cold as I stared at her walking closer and climbing up into the ring.

"Oh well, I mean, It's a real shame. Beating me would have brought you to a whole new level."I watch her smirk waiting for the perfect moment to pounce. I watched her as she batted her eyelashes, I then quickly Smacked her in the face with my mic. I couldn't help but laugh as she fell out of the ring and I made my way down to my seat at the commentary table next to JBL.

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"A title match, Really?"I sigh, Rubbing my head,"I swear I just defended it."

"It was before Christmas."Dean says, Sitting down next to me and pulling me closer.

"Still... Her? I would have been happy giving it to anyone but her."I complain.

"Are you scared?"He asks quietly.

"No, Why would I be?"I scoff, Rolling my eyes with a chuckle.

"She did beat you..."He points out, Making me shoot him a death glare.

"It was one time. It's never happening again."I sigh with a frown.

"Good. Don't worry about defending at the rumble, You'll be fine."He smiles.

"I know I will."I smirk, Batting my eyelashes a little.

"So... Roman should be busy for a while."He smirks, Moving over to the sofa and sitting down.

"Great..."I smirk sarcastically,"Why exactly are you telling me that?"

"Because that means we have the locker room all to ourselves."He smiles, Patting the seat next to him.

"You are terrible."I laugh and shake my head.

"You are."He chuckles standing up and kissing me gently.

"I actually have to go talk to Hunter."I smile against his lips, Breaking our kiss and making him sigh.

"You always gotta kill the mood."He frowns with a small pout.

"Do not."I laugh as I grab a water from the table.

"You want me to come?"He asks, Pulling a small smile.

"No, I'll be fine."I sigh, Running my fingers through my hair. To be completely honest, I knew that Hunter would use us against each other and think of him as my weakness.

"You sure?"He asks again with the cute puppy eyes.

"Yes. Absolutely sure. I'll come straight back after, Okay?" I sigh again, Wrapping my arms sound his waist and pulling him close.

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"Listen, I know You probably don't wanna see my face-."I start with a small sigh.

"You're right about that."He says cutting me off.

"I understand and I need to speak to you about what went down earlier."I say, Sounding more confident than I expected. He nods slowly and a give a small sigh of relief,"Firstly, You should have consulted me on my match at the Rumble."

"I choose who I consult and even if you were unhappy with my choice, The match is still going ahead."He says calmly adjusting himself in his dark leather seat.

"Why Vicky?"I shake my head,"You know how close we used to be,"

"She actually asked for the match."He smiles,"Plus I do think she deserved it."

"She deserved it?"I scoff. It was one, Singular, Stupid match. Why did everyone hold that one mistake against me?

"She did beat you,"He smiles, Clearly seeing the anger in my face."You've only been beaten twice."

"Don't you think someone else would benefit from it more?"I sigh, Rubbing my head gently.

"Like who?"Hunter says, Looking perplexed.

"I don't know, Just someone else."I say quickly,"Charlotte or Becky? They deserve it more than her."

"Charlotte and Becky haven't beat you."He scoffs, As a small smirk rises on his face."Listen if you don't want the match you can always for forfeit."

"Forfeit? Really?" I practically laugh in his face."I know the real reason you gave her that match."

"Oh really?"He chuckles,"As much as I'd love to hear it, I am a busy man. I have business to attend to."

"Alrighty."I sigh, gritting my teeth and put on a clearly fake smile,"Great talking to you Hunter."

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"He told you to forfeit?"Roman says, Both his brows furrowed.

I nod,"He's clearly an idiot, if he thinks I'm the type of person who forfeits."

"I should have come."Dean sighs, Shaking his head.

"No, You shouldn't."I sigh,"I was fine alone."

"You clearly weren't, If he asked you to forfeit,"He says, Looking over at Roman and running fingers through his wet, messy hair.

"Don't look at me for advice man."Roman says with a chuckle, Throwing his hands up.

"He doesn't need advice. I'm over it. I'm not forfeiting, So lets just get the hell out of here, Please."I groan. Did I think I was going to win at The Rumble? Hell Yes. But the real question wars How? Vicky knew what I was going to do before I even did it, Before I even thought of doing it. Maybe my predictability was my problem or Maybe she already knows that.

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"Yes, I'm sure."I sigh into the phone."Nicole. Can we please just change the subject?"

"Fine..."She groans with a slight pause,"What do you wanna talk about?"

"I don't know, Just take my mind off it."I say, watching Seth with a death stare as he slowly crutches himself over and down onto the sofa opposite me,"Actually, You know what, Can I call you back in a bit?"

"Sure, I guess I'll talk to you later."She sighs, before hanging up.

"Who was that?"Seth asks, Pushing his glasses up his nose. I purposely ignored him, Watching the annoyance build on his face.

"So, Your ignoring me and Dean now."He says, Nodding and looking more than a little upset.

"I'm actually talking to Dean."I sigh, Giving in to my vow of silence and looking back up at his big brown eyes."We made up."

"When after we gonna make up?"He asks with an innocent little smile.

"That's the difference."I scoff, Still seething with anger about him and Vicky,"Dean didn't sleep with my Ex-Best Friend."

"You're still mad about that?" He asks pressing his lips into a tight line.

"Yes Seth. Of course I'm still mad about It."I say trying to mentally keep myself calm, "You slept with her, Seth. You really hurt me."

"It was a one time thing. It really didn't mean anything."He says, Trying to explain himself. Clearly not realising he was just making it much worse

"I...I could understand... If you actually liked her, But you don't. You knew it would hurt me and you still did it."I nod quietly as tears began to form in my eyes.

"I thought you were better than that."

"I did too..."

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And out of a pit of self hate I have appeared. Yay. Finally, Thank the gods an update! I know, I suck at updating. No stupid excuses, I actually forgot...

Anyway ehhh, The way this chapter ended? I don't really know what this means to the future of Emily/Me/I and Seth's relationship. Oh the joys! I don't know.

Also... Hopefully next chapter is as great as i'm planning. Hint Hint, I'm planning some serious Vicky/Emily/Me/I stuff for the chapters to come and honestly I'm becoming way to attached to the relationships in this book.

But, Anyway... I am rambling now and I'm just too Lazy to edit this note so, Hope you enjoyed my thought pattern. This chapter as well. <3

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