Wrestling One Shots (WWE)

Need You - Damian Priest

As I make my through the backstage area the words I'd overheard of the other girls in the locker room flew around my mind.

"Her body isn't what it used to be"

"Why does he waste his time with her?"

"She's a fool if she thinks he'd ever be interested in her"

"He only hangs out with her becuase he feels sorry for her"

It was true my body was not the same, having been out with a hip and knee injury I hadn't been able to move around or work out as much as I used to so certain places had got a little bigger and little less muscular.

I had been unsure about returning but he had assured me I looked great and encouraged me to embrace my new figure, though it didn't make their words sting any less.

Yes I had feelings for him but I was under no illusion that he would ever be interested. For a second when he took time off to be by my side for the surgery and to help with my recovery I thought there might be a chance but I quickly pushed that to the back, of my mind.

Right now I need him, I needed him to tell me one more time that I looked great and that everything would be alright. I needed him to just hold me and make me feel better.

Finally after what seemed like forever I find him talking to the rest of The Judgement Day, I walk right up to him without him noticing and wrap my arms around his waist from the side and bury my face into him.

He wraps his arm around me and pulls me tightly into his side, his hand gently rubs my back as he continues his conversation. This wasn't unusual, he said he could tell the difference between my hugs and everyone else's so he didn't need to look when I hugged him. He also understood that I was happy for him to keep talking I just needed to be held for a little while.

Only this time, I needed him to look at me, to see that I was crying and that I needed him but his focus remained on his conversation.

"I need to go sweetheart" he says slowly letting go of me "I'll come by your room later and we can hang out alright" he says kissing the top of my head and I nod making sure he doesn't see my face.

Damian POV

I knew it was y/n the second her arms encased my waist, I love her hugs just as much as I love her though I've never told her that. I always enjoy holding her I just wish she had gotten to me sooner so I could have held her longer.

"Priest......what's that wet patch on your shirt?" Rhea asks

Looking down I see that it is right where her face had been, my sweetheart had been crying and I hadn't noticed - some friend I am she needed me and I ignored her.

"Damn......look I've got to go find her" I say "can you cover for me?"

"Sure, go get your girl" she grins and I just roll my eyes.

I search everywhere for her and eventually find myself in guerilla. There at the entrance to the ring ramp the other girls a gathered and they are laughing. When I look over them I see y/n sitting in the ring her arms wrapped around herself.

"Look at her all pathetic and alone" one of them laughs "she needs to learn that Damian will never want her"

"Why would he? I mean look at her she got fat" another says.

At this point I'd had enough and my blood was boiling.

"Excuse me ladies" I say as I make my way passed them and all of them go wide eyed like they know I've heard them.

I rush down to the ring and climb in crouching in front of her, I lift her chin and smile at her and she gives me a weak smile in return.

"I'm sorry sweetheart" I say softly "you needed me and I didn't notice.......I'm such a dick"

"No your not" she sniffles "I understand your busy"

"I'm never to busy for you" I say "your my sweetheart right?" I ask and she nods "now I want you to ignore every vile word you've heard them say none of it is true. You are beautiful, far more beautiful then any of them. I would be proud to have you as my girl" I say as I help her stand

"You'd really want me?" She asks her eyes filling with new tears

"Yes I would and I do" I smile as I take her face in my hands "I've always wanted you I was just to scared to say anything.....question is do you want me?"

"Yes" she says softly "I always have"

As the locker room bitches watch on I lean down and press my lips to hers before wrapping her up in my arms. I hear them gasp and start chattering but I care nothing about what they think.

Y/n had worked her ass off to get back to work and I personally think she looks better now then she ever did, and no matter what I was never going to let her forget that.