23 |Dean Ambrose|

/5\ (Dylan)

There's what Dylan's makeup looked like when she went out xox
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I walk into the arena for Monday Night Raw, Phil already here.

I smile as i talk to Kian over the phone.

"Yeah babe, it's really fun! I can't believe how cool it is, i always thought Phil was over exaggerating!"

He chuckles over the phone and we say goodbye,me hanging up.

I sigh in frustration, guilt washing over me.

I walk around and run into somebody, apologising right away.

"Hey, drunky." A familiar cocky voice says.

I look up to see Dean smirking at me.

My mind goes back to the electric running through me when he kissed me, then how nervous, but happy,when he caught me.

"Shut up Ambrose." I mumble, pushing past him.

"Aw, don't be like that." He says with a laugh.

"Leave me alone Dean, i need to find my brother."

He sighs. "See you around."

I walk to Phils locker room and he rushes out.

"Dylan! We need to ind you some ring gear, i bet AJ will let you borrow hers.."

"Uhhh, whats going on?" I ask, dumbfounded.

He smiles. "Your in a match with me."

My eyes widen. "Uhhhhhhhhhhhh..."

"Don't worry, you won't even go in, i promise."

I gulp and look at him. "Who is this match against?"

Punk sighs an my face pales, knowing the answer.

"The Shield..."

"IT'S THREE ON TWO, BUT ONE OF THE TWO ISN'T EVEN SIGNED TO WWE?!" I scream.

Phil pulls me into his locker room. "Dylan, listen, i promised Hunter i'd be in a match with you, so i have to keep my promise."

One thing about my brother is that, once he makes a promise, he does everything in his power to fix it. When our dad started to get addicted to alcohol, Phil promised me he would do anything in his power to protect me and my sister, Diana.

"Fine Phil.." I mumble, rubbing my temples.

He smiles. "Great! Aj is coming down right now with all of her gear that might fit you."

I nod and sit down, scrolling through instagram.

After taking about twenty selfies, Aj walks in with a suitcase.

"Okay, i have mostly old gear, but i have one outfit that i haven't even won yet."

I stand up as she hands me a bag. "I have the outfit, frizz control hair stuff, make up that won't smear, shoes, and a couple bracelets."

I nod, all of this a bit soon.

"Yeah, okay, cool, i'm just gonna get ready then."

I head to the restroom to change and get ready, one thing only in my mind,

What is Dean going to think?