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Punkin here :)

This is my first WWE Story, so please be easy :

.. Just kidding, give it to me xD

Anyway, Dean might be a bit OC, but I like him this way. It's hard to write him, but I'm trying.

If you find mistakes just tell me :)

I DON'T OWN WWE OR ANY CHARACTER FROM THEM. ONLY CAT. SHE'S MINE! Muahahaaha

"What a night.."
He stood outside of the arena smoking a cigarette. Slowly he inhaled and exhaled the smoke while he finally felt himself relaxing.
"Bro! There you are. I looked everywhere for you!" Roman approached him, black hair framing his face and hanging over his shoulders. "What happened back in there? That was awesome!"
Dean chuckled. "Dunno. Ya know I don't to think in there."
Roman just nodded smiling and let his eyes scan the parking lot where they currently stood.
"Ya know, ya haven't been that bad there either, man."
The Samoan laughed while looking back at the blonde. "That a compliment, Dean?"
Dean just took another inhale of smoke, chuckled and shook his head.
While Roman again scaned the area he flicked the dying rest of his cigarette away. They stood in silence for a while, before he felt Roman tapping him on the shoulder. Dean turned his head to follow his gaze curious.
There in the back of the parking lot sat someone, watching the superstars. Suddenly piercing blue eyes met dark green ones and the little hair in his neck started standig up. His whole body was prickling while he couldn't draw his eyes away from the girls. His heart started pounding against his ribcage fast while he felt Romans gaze on him.
"Bro, you okay?"
"Y-Yeah" Dean cursed himself for this little stutter.
"Did" Roman looked at him disbelieving. "Did you just stutter?!"
"Well, I didn't." Dean lied very bad. "But if I had, it would be 'cause of her stare. Have ya ever seen eyes like hers?"
He felt as though she would look right in his soul.
What's wrong with him?
Fuck, how she looks.. Never seen eyes like this, that's for sure. Fuck, fuck, fuck. What the hell am I still doin' here? Go on, Ambrose, one foot in front of the other. Right, left, right, left. Did I seriously just started sweating?! How old are ya, Ambrose?
Dean mentally slapped himself a few dozen times for acting like a teenager, before Roman finally clapped him on the shoulder getting him to move a bit forward.
"Go on, big Bad." He laughed.
Yeah yeah, fuck you too.
But still. Slowly Dean went to the girl, nervous as hell, but still. It was as if he was drawn to her.
What the fuck is going on here?!
"Hey" He felt dumb. Like, really really dumb.
The girl sat in front of him, knees at her stomach and looked up at him, surprised.
She wore a light black hoodie and a dark washed jeans with holes at both knees.
"H-Hey"
Her voice was light, young, even though he guessed she couldn't be much younger than he himself.
"Can I sit?" he asked while pointing at the space next to her.
The girl nodded while she took her hood down and revealed long black hair.
Yeah. What now? Oh shit. It's not usually that hard to talk to woman.
Dean cursed inwardly.
Usually the women lay at his feet, losing their pants just with a grin from him.
"I'm Cat" She said while turning her head to look at him, a grin spreading over her face. "Since you seem to struggle with starting a conversation."
I like her.
Dean laughed softly. "Well, I'm Dean"
She nodded still grinning. "I know, Mister. You two are the reason I went here. You were good out there tonight by the way."
Dean nodded. "Thanks"
Silence again.
She raised an eyebrow. "Sure you are Dean Ambrose? I mean, you're so silent and ya know, you seem kinda nervous."
He saw her sticking her tongue out at him and laughed. "Well, it's not everyday that I went to smoke outside here and a mysterious little girl stares at me."
Now Cat laughed. "That's really hard to believe, ya know. And by the way, I'm no little girl."
Dean started to feel comfortable again. He smiled while he popped a cigarette in his mouth.
Just as he was about to lighten it, it was away. He blinked and slowly looked over at Cat, who just winked at him while she started smoking.
"You're damn quick." he stated while putting another between his lips. This time she let him have the cigarette and stuck her tongue out again.
"Well, where do ya come from? Your accent is pretty strong."
"Germany"
Huh? Done something wrong?, Dean asked himself, when she wouldn't say any more.
Well, better make up for it.
His brain was working way to fast for him to catch up. And again there were a few minutes of silence between the two.
Then he felt her shiver next to him and looked at her.
"Cold?"
Cat nodded while he shrugged his leather jacket off and put it around her shoulders.
"Don't even start to argue.", he cut her up before she even started. Cat just closed her mouth again.
Aand I made up., he thought hapoy with himself when she finally smiled at him. "Thanks"
They sat in comfortable silence this time and smoked, until Roman moved over to the two of them.
"Yo Dean." he said a few feet away.
Dean glared at him.
He better have a damn good reason or I might just kill him right here and now.
"Oh stop looking at me like that. You can kill me later." The Samoan laughed while Cat just looked from Roman at him and back again.
"What do ya want?" Dean asked and sighed.
Still better be good, Roman..
"We have to go. All the others are gone by now. Even Cena went home."
Dean shook his head. Cena always remains till everyone was already gone. Why was a mistery and he certainly doesn't want to know.
"I'll be there in a sec."
Roman waved at Cat and went to their rental car.
Dean turned to face Cat and grinned. "Will ya be here tomorrow?"
Cat smiled sadly. "Only have a one-day-ticket."
Again Deans brain started working very fast, till he mentally slapped himself again. Who was he? A WWE- Superstar. Had he rally just been thinking about how he'd get Cat in there with him?
Cat watched him with a raised eyebrow.
He just laughed. "I'm silly sometimes. Don't break your nice little head over this no-ticket-thing."
He winked at her. "We'll meet here. At, let's say, 'bout 6 pm?"
She looked confused, but nodded nevertheless.
When he got up, she followed and started moving out of his leather jacket, till he stopped her by laying his hand on her shoulder.
"Take it with ya." He winked again. "As a pledge. So I can be sure I'll see ya again, Starlight."
And with that he turned around and moved with big steps over to Roman, who was already waiting in the car.
"Well, that was horrible to watch, man."
"Oh shut the fuck up and drive Roman" he snarled while his thoughts still tangled around a certain black haired girl with green eyes and a little smile curved his lips upward.