imaginethiswwe

[imaginethiswwe]

Chapter 5: Demon Mania

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Hi guys! I am sorry I’ve been MIA! I saw some requests to be tagged in my chapters and I will do my best to accommodate from here on out. Thank you all so much for your support with this story!

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I never answered that text. I know that probably hurt Finn, but I didn’t know what he expected me to say. He was so confusing. He kept saying things that implied one thing, but his actions showed something different. 

I know he was trying to check up on me because Sami was blowing my phone up way more than usual. It’s not that Sami didn’t care, but we had a friendship that we could go weeks, even months sometimes without talking and would pick up right where we left off. 

The last time I heard so frequently from Sami was when Ferg was in surgery and PT and even that wasn’t as frequent. So I knew to hear from Sami this often was definitely not his idea. It was Finn’s way to check up on me. Even though I knew this, I tried to never let on that I did. The truth is, I wanted him to know I was okay. I couldn’t bring myself to reach out to him, but it was comforting to know he was still there, even if it was in the shadows. 

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It’s finally that time of year. The Christmas of wrestling, WrestleMania. WrestleMania week is always full of activities for superstars past and present to attend. Charity events, the Hall of Fame ceremony, the big show itself; and of course I had to attend them all. This is easily the busiest month for me all year. So much media buzz for the company and I had to make sure everything went smoothly. 

It was Friday night, Hall of Fame night. Everyone involved in the company was going to be there. Everyone.

Even though Sami and I both had to attend anyway, he asked me to be his date. Basically, this meant we would sit together during the ceremony.  Thank God. If I had to sit and endure seeing Ferg and Cathy there together, at least I would have Sami next to me for some comic relief. 

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I was in my hotel room having my hair and makeup done, I had to be on the red carpet while the superstars would be interviewed, making sure the media stuck to the talking points and didn’t bring up anything that wasn’t wrestling related.

I decided to keep it classic and simple. 

I wanted to feel beautiful, but I wasn’t supposed to be on display. I was a background character on the main stage. I was supposed to make the backdrop beautiful without taking away attention from the Superstars. This was the nature of my job. Something I was used to. It didn’t much matter tonight anyway, the one person I wanted to notice me, would be there with easily one of the most beautiful women on the red carpet.

We were in New Orleans, a city I was relatively unfamiliar with. The buzz in the area all week was electric, enough to make even the most casual of fans excited for what this weekend had in store. I had to pinch myself multiple times to realize this was really my life. 

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WWE had called me a car for pickup. When I walked outside to meet the car I was expecting an uber. But WWE had called me a luxury car. It was a blacked out Escalade. A small smile crept across my face. Sure, my personal life was in slight shambles, but my job was amazing. I worked for a company that truly appreciated me. 

When the driver got out to open my door for me I was relieved to see a red beard grinning ear to ear waiting just inside the car for me. Sami, what would I ever do without you. 

“Wow.” He said as I stepped up into the car. “I know you get tired of me telling you how beautiful you are, but this tops the charts. You look absolutely stunning, and you-know-who is going to have to pick his jaw up off the ground when he sees you”

“Thank you, Sami” I started, “Thank you for always being here for me. You are truly the most amazing friend I could have ever asked for, but I’m not sure he’ll even notice”

“Listen Y/N/N, Ferg can be oblivious, but I know him. When it comes to you, he always notices” Sami said back while lifting my chin with his finger and giving me a winning smirk.

We rode to the event laughing and catching up. It wasn’t a long ride, but it was such a nice relief for what I was about to encounter. Not only was this going to be a very busy night for me, but I wasn’t sure how I would feel seeing him. I haven’t seen him since that night at the restaurant with Cathy and his awkward staring. I haven’t directly spoken to him, and honestly, I don’t even know if he’ll want to see me now. But ready or not, I was about to find out. 

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We pulled up to the event, and this time instead of the driver, Sami rushed out and opened my door. He reached out his hand and helped me step out of the car. I smiled at him as he quickly placed my hand on his arm to escort me down the red carpet to where the production team was camped out. He was so proud to show me off. He wanted people to gossip about who he took to the HOF. Even though we were strictly platonic, he loved it. I loved it. It felt good to have someone so proud to be seen with me. 

Heads turned as we made our way down the carpet. I’m not sure if they were looking at me, or at Sami, but I played it off. I wasn’t in love with being the center of attention. As a publicist, I’m always the bridesmaid never the bride. 

When we reached where my media team was, I put on my headset and started to organize my team and set up superstars for their interviews. Sami did a couple of interviews and then mostly hung by my station talking to a few friends as he waited for me to finish up. As each superstar approached the red carpet I had my team hand out the list of questions each media outlet was allowed to ask, and what was off-limits completely. 

Then I saw him.

I hadn’t seen him in months and yet subconsciously I was still drawn to him like he was a magnet. If he was in the vicinity I would somehow find him. 

Was he here alone? Surely, she was not far behind him. 

And then I saw her. She looked gorgeous. Nothing less than I expected. She wore a blue sheer overlay gown with Swarovski crystals throughout. Her hair and makeup were kept very simple, something she pulled off so effortlessly.

She walked closely behind him but never engaged. They were widely known as a couple within the company, but to the public, they still hadn’t officially confirmed their relationship. Finn was a huge attraction for the female fans especially, and if he was confirmed taken, it stood a chance of upsetting them. Never good for business. Cathy always seemed to understand that.

I’m not sure what they thought was going to happen tonight. Would they sit together? One would naturally think so. Wouldn’t that be confirmation to the WWE Universe? Only as much as me and Sami sitting together would. It didn’t necessarily have to mean anything as far as fans knew. 

Finn stopped to do his first interview as Cathy stood in the close distance talking with some of the female WWE staff. While he was mid-sentence he looked up, saw me and smiled without missing a step with the interviewer. He caught me red-handed staring at him, and I could feel my face starting to burn. Now he knew that I saw him. I couldn’t play it off that I never found him. 

Good going Y/N, how the hell are you supposed to avoid him now? He caught you basically undressing him with your eyes. Ugh, look away, go back to work. You’re here to do a job, not worry about the guy you’re in love with who’s here with his GIRLFRIEND

Finn finished the red carpet without approaching me. I think he knew this wouldn’t be the right time or place to talk about our issues. If he even WANTED to talk to me that is. 

He disappeared into the building with Cathy in tow, as the red carpet was just about wrapping up and coming to a close.

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As Sami and I walked into the building we found some of our good friends Karl Anderson and his wife along with Luke Gallows.

“Hey Y/N! Sami! How are you guys, it’s been such a long time!” Karl said while wrapping me up in a big hug. 

I had met Karl when I moved to Orlando. He was best friends with Ferg, as they went back years in Japan. His wife was one of my close friends, but we didn’t get to see a ton of each other. 

“Hey, you guys! How have you guys been?” I asked, taking my time to hug each of them.

“Oh, you know us, still kicking ass and taking names. Have you guys seen Ferg?” Karl asked. He always associated the three of us as a trio. Wherever one of us was, so were the other two. Or at least that’s how it used to be. Before she came into the picture.

“Ummm, no I haven’t, I’m sure he’s floating around here somewhere with Cathy,” I told him. I tried not to say it with any kind of tone, but immediately I knew I did. 

“Oh, right, Cathy,” Karl said while giving me a wink. What the hell does that wink mean? Why does it always seem like everyone knows something I don’t?

He continued looking around as I gave them hugs and said our ‘see you laters’ so that Sami and I could find our seats. We were seated in the first row on the left side of the aisle. Great, I thought sarcastically, I have an amazing view of the stage..... and of Ferg and Cathy. This night just got so much better.

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The show started and Superstars of the past were inducted into the WWE Hall of Fame. Every once in a while I would catch a feeling like someone was boring a hole into the right side of my brain. I would move my eyes, but never my head, and catch Finn just staring at me. Why does he do this? Doesn’t he know it’s extremely uncomfortable? What if she catches him? 

To be honest, I had done my own stealthy investigation whenever someone else would get up. They looked uncomfortable. The body language between the two said something other than a happy couple. 

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The show ended and Sami let me know that a few of the superstars were going out to celebrate and have a night on the town before they had to buckle down for WrestleMania. He asked me if I wanted to come and of course, I said yes. I could definitely use a drink after this shitshow. 

We went back to the hotel where most of the WWE were staying. I guess it was easier to keep track of everyone if we all stuck together.

I went back up to my room to change into something a little more bar crawl friendly

I headed back downstairs to meet Sami. He was waiting for me in the lobby along with Seth and his girlfriend. The 4 of us headed out to our uber and to the bar everyone was meeting at.

When we got inside the place was crawling with superstars, some who bothered to change, and some who threw off their suit jackets and headed to the bar in their ties. 

We headed to the bar and I waited to place my order. As the bartender approached I opened my mouth to speak when a voice spoke for me instead.

“She’ll have a shot of patron and an Aperol Spritz” the voice said.

I stared straight ahead at the bartender and then nodded my head slowly. I didn’t want to look over and see him. If I look at him I have to talk to him. He’s standing right next to me. So now I have to deal with them at the bar too?

I looked over slowly and tried to smile “thanks,” I said, thanking him for ordering. I didn’t know what else to say, he was just standing there like he wanted me to tip him.

“You’re welcome, been the same order since the day we met.” He said with the biggest grin on his face. 

How can I be so heartbroken by this man, but when he smiles I just want to crawl into his arms and pretend like none of this ever happened?

“Where’s Cathy?” I asked, immediately regretting it. It was really none of my business. I wouldn’t even give the guy the time of day 5 minutes ago, and now I’m asking where his girlfriend is?

“Cathy isn’t here. I wouldn’t worry about seeing her around much anymore” he replied, staring ahead while taking a swig of his beer. 

“Oh, Ferg, I’m sorry to hear that” I looked over at him. I wanted to sound sincere, even if internally I was jumping for joy. 

“No you’re not,” He said, bursting out into laughter. I miss that laugh

I smirked back at him. He was right, I really wasn’t. 

“To be honest, I was hoping you were coming out tonight Y/N/N. You disappeared. I asked you specifically not to, and that’s exactly what you did. You were and still are the most important person in my life. Whether you like it or not. Whether you disappear on me or not. You can’t run. I will still be here when you come back. There’s nothing you can do about it...” He started

“Ferg...” I interjected.

“Please, Y/N, don’t do this to me anymore. It’s like torture. Sometimes when I’m on the road and had the longest day ever, I just want to hear your voice or see your smile, and you won’t even answer. I miss you every single day. You’re my best friend. I miss going to the bar with you and knowing exactly what you’re going to order and that you’re going to get plastered and sing every song they play”

I burst out laughing and nudged my shoulder into his. I couldn’t help it. He was my best friend, and he knew me so well. I reached out my hand and grabbed his. 

“Alright Fergie, you got me. I’m sorry. Someday hopefully we can talk about all of this and understand it from both sides, but tonight.... we drink” I said as I clinked my glass against his and downed my shot. He smiled and nodded his head.

“Sleepover tonight? Stranger Things marathon?!” I asked while he laughed and wrapped me into the biggest hug we have shared in a long time.

“Absolutely, I’ll bring your favorite pillow” he teased while patting the left side of his chest where my head always seemed to fit perfectly. 

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[imaginethiswwe]

Chapter 4: The Woman In The Way

Reader is confronted by Finn who wonders where she has been. He invites her to dinner to meet his new girlfriend. How well could this go?

Warnings: This chapter introduces Cathy Kelley. THIS IS FICTION, everything depicted here is made up for the sake of the story.

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Until the day I die I'll spill my heart for you, for you Until the day I die I'll spill my heart for you

I hopped down from my chin up bar. On the weekends I worked out at home in my gym I outfitted in my garage. It was simplistic but had everything I needed. A bench, free weights, a cable system, chin up bar and interlocking mats that covered the floor. I had weight balls, resistance bands, jump ropes, pretty much anything I needed for making the most of my workouts here. 

To be honest, it was hard to use the gym at work recently. I still love my job, but when I get there I usually run right up to my office. I didn’t want to see him. He was still in the area pretty frequently since he was still rehabbing, but I’ve been avoiding him. I stopped taking as many of his calls, I avoided going downstairs at the PC, I ignored some of his texts, as many as I could get away with. I didn’t know what to say to him. I was devastated. I’m not even sure why. We never made anything official. We never talked about how we felt, so why couldn’t he go find someone else. There was nothing keeping him from doing it. 

“Who you mad at”

I stopped wiping my face with my towel and looked up facing the wall. You, I thought, what the hell is he doing here? He just shows up here unannounced now? This isn’t helping with my ignoring game. Just turn around Y/N, just turn around and put that fake ass smile on your face.

“What makes you think I’m mad?” I turned around slowly to face him. My breath hitched in my throat. I haven’t seen him in person in months. I studied his face for a minute. He was the same he always was, maybe even more handsome if that was even possible.

“You only workout to this music when you’re pissed and taking it out on your workouts” He chuckled at the thought. 

“I’m fine, what are you doing here” I cut off his laugh with a sharp tone.

“I miss you, you barely talk to me, you avoid me at the PC, I knew you’d be here so I had to just take a chance and come by” He explained as he rubbed his hand on the back of his neck, unsure of how I would react. 

“Well, I’m just trying to give you and your girlfriend some space” I spat out while I turned around back to my cables. I shouldn’t have said that. why the hell did you say that Y/N, we were playing stupid to the situation and now you just threw it out there? But those pictures... they were enough confirmation to know it was real. At least for me.

More pictures had surfaced. Pictures of them at basketball games together in Brooklyn, of them together backstage at events. I’ve even heard rumors that he lives part-time with her in Brooklyn. 

“Oh, well that’s insane Y/N. Just because I’m dating someone doesn’t mean I don’t have time for my best friend” 

He said it. He just confirmed my worst nightmare. Dating. He’s dating her. Does he tell her he loves her too? Or was that just something he told girls he never intended to pursue.

“Well I know sometimes girlfriends don’t like when girl friends are still hanging around,” I said back, in a tone barely audible. I tried not to let him know I was completely crushed.

“Well, I want you around Y/N. You’re my best friend, anyone who can’t get behind that isn’t worth having around. Why don’t you give her a chance to know you? Maybe we could go out to dinner tonight. I can call Sami if you want so it isn’t awkward” He suggested.

Oh yeah, because that's what I want. To sit across from the guy I’m crazy about and listen to his girlfriend blabber on all night while he smiles and laughs at her stupid jokes

But I didn’t say that. I didn’t say anything. I just nodded my head and gave him the fakest half-hearted smile I could muster. 

“I’ll text you the details after I talk to Sami,” He said as he came closer to me. He pulled me in and hugged me. God, I missed his hugs, being in his arms was my favorite place to be. He always smells so good. I want to stay like this forever.

But we didn’t, he dropped the hug and turned and walked out of my garage. I watched him walk away as a tear welled up in my eye. Was it from sadness or anger, I wasn’t sure. But I knew one thing. I was not looking forward to tonight. 

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My doorbell rang around 7.

“Be right there!” I yelled towards the door as I hurried down the stairs. It was Sami. He grabbed us an uber and was here to pick me up. I unlocked the door and opened it.

“Hey, you” I smiled at Sami. I missed him, besides Fergal he was my closest friend. But he was called up to the main roster a while ago and he travels a lot more now. It’s a huge treat when he’s back in town and we always try to make the best of it. 

“Get over here you beautiful woman” He smiled back and pulled me into a huge hug. He gave the best hugs a girl could ask for when her heart is broken into a million pieces. “I missed you Y/N/N”

“I missed you too bud” I needed this. I needed my friend to just give me a hug and make me forget for a second what I am about to be put through. I was not happy about this situation, but Finn is my best friend even through all of this and I missed him more than anything. If going to this dinner meant seeing him, it was worth it.

Sami pulled back and grabbed my hand “Give me a little spin, let’s see what we’re going to make Ferg jealous with tonight”

I smirked. Did he know? There’s no way he knew how I felt about Finn. I never told anyone.

“You don't play it off well Y/N/N. But don’t worry, I didn’t spill your secret to him” Sami assured me.

I didn’t know what to say to him. I almost felt relieved that someone knew how hard this would be for me, but I also felt so dumb. Was it written all over my face?

I gave a quick spin for Sami. He was always so proud to have me on his arm. He wasn’t interested in me that way at all, but he still loved to show me off. 

“Damn, yeap this will do” Sami said while extending his arm for me to grab as he leads me towards the uber. 

“Thanks, Sami. Thank you for coming tonight. I don’t think I could do this without you” I thanked Sami as I gave his arm a light squeeze.

Sami looked over at me and smiled.

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When we pulled up to the front of the restaurant Sami quickly got out so he could come around and open my door. So chivalry isn’t dead I joked to myself. I stepped out and again returned my hand to Sami’s arm as he led the way in. I looked up at the sign Kres Chophouse damn this place is pricey. He must really be trying to impress her, it’s far from the dive bars we used to spend hours laughing in. 

Sami checked in with the hostess and we were led towards the table that the happy couple was already waiting at. I took a deep breath, squeezed Sami’s arm slightly and tried to ready myself for this moment. 

When we got to the table Sami was, of course, the first to greet everyone, as he usually is. He shook Finn’s hand and gave Cathy a hug. Cathy wasn’t new to anyone in the WWE. She is a backstage interviewer for NXT and does a lot of their on-air announcements for social media. I looked at my competition for the evening. She had the biggest smile I had ever seen on someone, full of big bright white teeth. She was tall, taller than me at least, she was flawless. I turned to give Finn a hug and gave Cathy one of those hugs where you really just want to throw up during it. But, I was here because Ferg wanted me to, so I had to play nice.

“Have you guys been here long?” Sami finally broke the awkward silence

“No, we were just seated right before you got here, haven’t even ordered our drinks yet,” Cathy said. Cathy loves to talk, I mean it is her job. But that laugh. That laugh made me want to dig knives into my ears. 

Just then the waitress approached and started with Cathy to order drinks. She ordered a glass of red wine. Classy, I thought. Is she going to order a salad for dinner too?

 As it became my turn, the two guys I spent more time with than my own family spoke over me 

“Shot of patron and an Aperol Spritz,” they both said in unison, looking at each other and laughing as they said it.

“Oh, they think they know me so well.... but yes that’s what I would like please,” I said as I shot them both a devilish smile.

I could tell out of the corner of my eye that Cathy found my order un-ladylike. But I’m at dinner with my two best friends, I’m going to order what I want. Take me or leave me. I’ll probably even get dessert.

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Dinner was fine, filled with small talk to keep from the awkward silence becoming too evident, mostly by Cathy, who I swear thinks she is the funniest person in the world and that everyone else is freaking hilarious. I was trying my best to be polite all evening. I was miserable. The way she kept her hand on his lap the whole night just bothered me. Get your hands off of him. Why are you even here again?

But I couldn't help but notice he wouldn’t stop staring at me. Unless Cathy turned and looked at him, then he would break his stare, but when she wasn’t he was looking at me. Why does he do this to me? Am I supposed to act like I don’t see this happening right now? Should I just not look at him? I’m going to look at him, he has to stop this. His girlfriend is right there.

I turned my gaze to look at Finn, but he didn’t stop. He just made even more eye contact. Like he was trying to read my mind. What did he hope to find in there? Isn’t this what he wanted, for us to all have dinner? It’s almost like he’s the one who doesn’t want to be here. Was he hoping I wouldn’t show?

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Dinner ended and we said our goodbyes as Sami and I headed towards our uber. 

“You did a great job tonight Y/N,” Sami said, assuring me that I held myself together.

“Thanks, Sami”, I said as a tear formed in my eye

Sami reached his arm out and pulled me into his side as we rode back to my house. He knew that was hard for me. It would be hard for anyone in my position. 

When I stepped out of the uber at my house and said bye to Sami my phone started to buzz. It was a text

You are still the most beautiful woman I have ever laid eyes on. Thank you for coming out tonight. Please don’t ghost me again, you are the most important person in my life and I won’t lose you

If I’m so important, why are you with her?

[imaginethiswwe]

Chapter 3: Love Lost

Warnings: Some Fluff 

I spent that night in Finn’s hotel room. Though he stayed in really good spirits like he always does, I didn’t want to leave him. We ordered Chinese and watched a movie. Though we were just friends, he was my favorite snuggle buddy. I didn’t want to bother him tonight with any of that but he insisted I lay with him for the movie, so I did. We laid there, my head on his chest listening to his heartbeat. He was so calm. He had easily the toughest night of his career tonight, yet here he is laying here calmly with me. I loved that about him. He took life as it came, he didn’t worry about tomorrow until it arrived. And then, it did.

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I woke up to the sun peeking through the curtains. My head was still on his chest and as I looked up at him he was still sleeping peacefully. I stared at him for a second thinking about how much pain his poor arm is in and yet he’s a trooper. I smiled at the sight of him and quietly scooted to the opposite edge of the bed. I sat up and dangled my feet off the side, preparing to get up and hop in the shower, when I felt a light touch on my lower back. As I turned around I saw Finn smiling at me.

“Good Morning beautiful,” he smiled at me 

“Good morning” I smirked back 

He is amazing, the fact that he can wake up this morning smiling. 

“I was just about to hop in the shower and then grab some coffee, can I get you anything?” I asked him.

“Coffee- coffee sounds so good right now” he groaned sleepily at me.

“You got it dude” I jokingly said while giving him a thumbs up and a wink.

I hopped off the bed and made my way to the bathroom, I glanced back to see Finn watching me with a smile. I opened the bathroom door and closed it behind me.

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[Finn POV]

God, she is beautiful. Even with no makeup on, hair in a bun, she is the most beautiful woman I have ever seen and I can’t believe how lucky I am that she came into my life over a year ago.

Finn stood up slowly, wincing in pain radiating from his shoulder. After spending such an amazing night with Y/N, he almost forgot about this whole situation. He stood up and threw on some new clothes, though he couldn’t put on his shirt because he couldn’t lift his arm above his head. 

She could have done so many things last night, but she stayed here with me. Ferg, you are most definitely falling for that girl and you’re too chicken shit to tell her. 

The truth was he was falling for Y/N, but because they had become such close friends Finn was terrified to mess that up. What if she didn’t feel the same? She would cut him off and avoid him to avoid the most certain awkwardness that would follow. He decided he needed to keep his feelings to himself and just enjoy her for what they have now. 

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[Y/N POV]

I stepped out of the bathroom drying my hair with my towel. I hated getting dressed in a hot bathroom, but I felt too nervous to come out in a towel in front of Ferg. When I turned the corner I saw him sitting on the edge of the bed facing away from me, it looked like he attempted to get dressed but couldn’t get his shirt on. Lord, if I could burn all his shirts so he had to walk around like that everywhere, I totally would. I stood there quietly for a minute taking in the sight. Then I spoke up.

“Did you need some help with your shirt?”

“Oh, uh yeah, if you don’t mind.” He said handing me his shirt. I helped him slowly get his shirt over his head and helped him get his sling on the trainer had given him last night to hold him over until he went to the hospital tomorrow. 

“I thought maybe you would like some company for that coffee run” He smiled up at me. 

“Of course, if you are up for it, I would never turn down your company,” I said as I grabbed his hand. I don’t know why I did that, I never hold his hand. It was on pure instinct, but he didn’t pull away. In fact, he interlaced his fingers with mine and led the way out of the room.

What the hell is this, was that a spark?

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It’s 530 am. I decided to join Finn on his flight to Birmingham to meet with the surgeon. I’m surprised he asked to be honest. His parents were in town after all and I figured he wouldn’t need me to come if they were there. I didn’t mind though, in fact, I wanted to be there for him, I just wasn’t going to invite myself. 

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After a couple X-rays and some pain meds, they were ready to wheel him back into surgery. I gave him a kiss on the cheek and told him I would see him when he got out. The Dr had expected it to be pretty routine surgery, about 2 hours he said. 

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I kept looking at the clock on my phone. It’s 630 pm. He went in at 130. Where the heck is he? This is certainly longer than 2 hours. My mind started to race, were there complications? Is he okay? Why is this taking so long? I had received some texts from our friends Karl and Sami, checking in to see how he was doing, I wish I freaking had something to tell you guys but I don’t know. I just chose not to answer for the time being. There is no need to worry more people than the 3 of us sitting in this waiting room.

Finally 6 hours after he went in, the Dr came out and explained that there was a lot more damage than he originally anticipated, but that he was out of surgery and he was asking for me, just me.

“Me?” I looked at the Dr and then at his parents. They were happy he was out and gave me an almost knowing smile. Then they nodded at me to go and they returned to their seats. 

I followed the Dr back to Finn’s room and saw him laying there. It was a surreal moment for me. In my mind, I knew he was okay, but it was scary seeing him hooked up to oxygen, with an IV in his hand and his arm all packed up with bandage and ice. 

“He’s really groggy, but he is conscious,” The Dr told me, then he turned around and walked away. 

I entered the room and quietly made my way to his bedside. I reached my hand up and placed it on his, letting him know I was there. A smile came across his face.

“There’s my girl” He said with a raspy voice from his breathing tube during surgery

His girl?

“I’m here, you scared me half to death you know, you always gotta put on a show and make everything way more exciting than it has to be” I joked with him. 

He laughed at my sarcasm and raised his eyebrows, still leaving his eyes closed.

“I’m sorry love,” he said at an audible whisper

“It’s fine, I’m just glad you’re okay. How are you feeling?”

“I’m alright. Much better now that you’re here. I love you” He replied.

I about choked on my spit. Did he just say what I think he said? He loves me?! Where did that come from? Does he mean that, or is that the medicine talking? I didn’t know what to say. 

Of course I loved him. He is my best friend, but we’ve always acted like more. Just without the super romantic side. But what if he doesn’t really mean that and I say it back, then that’s super awkward. I decided I would just squeeze his hand in acknowledgement. He smiled. I stood up and kissed his forehead right as his parents walked in. Saved by the parents...

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Months have passed since Finn’s injury and surgery. After that day in the recovery room, those 3 words were never mentioned again. I’m glad I didn’t say it back. I knew it couldn’t have been what he meant to say. Maybe he just meant it like a friend, at least that thought made it easier to cope with. 

I haven’t been seeing as much of him as I like. He has been back and forth to Birmingham to rehab his shoulder, he basically lives there part time now. We facetime and text, but it’s never the same as being with him in person. 

I miss him

I was scrolling through the latest list of wrestling gossip sites, trying to sort out what needed to be covered for the day, when I came across an article

WWE’s Finn Balor Spotted Out With New Girlfriend WWE Personality Cathy Kelley

My heart sunk, surely that couldn’t be true. Why wouldn't he have told me about this? 

Unfortunately, I had to confront him about this. Not because I wanted to because Lord knows that was literally the last thing I wanted to do. I had to, it’s my job. It’s not my job to barge into peoples personal lives, but it’s my job to keep them out of the media if they don’t want it out there. 

I let it go for a while. Of course, that picture and article stirred up rumors from the Balor club, but that was the only proof of anything happening for now. 

Life went on normally between Finn and me, he called me almost daily, always so cheerful when I answered. I played along not mentioning what I had seen. In part because I hoped it wasn’t real. That could have been any guy after all the picture was taken from behind. But that was just a lie I told myself to make me feel better. I knew it was him. I knew every inch of him (almost), I could spot him from behind a mile away. I just didn’t want it to be true. I was jealous.

[imaginethiswwe]

Chapter 2: Injured Demon

Reader goes out for drinks with Finn and Sami. Time hops around to finish the chapter at Summerslam 2016. These two chapters may seem slow but I want this series to be lengthy and detailed. :) 

Warnings: NONE (yet)

I spun around slowly in the mirror, checking my outfit for the 100th time. I wanted to look good. No, I wanted to look great. Here I was single, 30, and out on the town for the first time since I moved to this city. I had two attractive men as my dates tonight, and for being so nice and taking me out I wanted to impress them. 

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I walked into the dimly lit bar, how the hell am I supposed to find them in here, I thought. 

Then I saw a bright grinning red beard smiling and waving his arm at me from a back corner booth just beyond the bar. I smiled back politely and made my way back to him. From where I was I could see the back of another head sitting across from Sami and suddenly my stomach was turning in knots. It was Fergal. 

“Y/N! I’m so glad you made it, you look freaking fantastic” Sami said while standing up to give me a hug.

“Thanks Sami” I said returning the hug. I then turned to face my other date for the evening.

“Hey Finn” 

“Hey Y/N” Finn said standing up to hug me as well. It felt like his greeting was off, not that I needed the warm welcome Sami just gave me, but he almost seemed unfocused. Though this intrigued me, I just met the guy today and I don’t want to barge in on his life, so I ignored the awkwardness and sat next to Sami ready to enjoy my night. 

The waitress approached and asked me if I would like anything to drink

“Oh, yes please, I would love a shot of patron and an Aperol Spritz please” I smiled at her.

“Coming right up,” she said as she walked away.

I looked back towards the boys who I could feel both staring a hole through the side of my head.

“What,” I said curiously.

“Damn girl, that is NOT what I expected you to order, but I like it,” Sami said nudging my shoulder with his own while giving me a smirk.

“Oh, yeah, I suppose I can hold my own” I giggled back to him. I glanced at Finn who was looking at me like I had a puzzle glued to my forehead. I gave him a quick smirk but he didn’t say anything, so neither did I.

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The night flew by, the boys and I just shooting the shit like lifetime friends. It was so comfortable. Sure, the beginning with Ferg was a little awkward, but maybe he just had gotten some weird news or something. As the night went on he opened up more and it was easy to forget about earlier.

They walked me out of the bar and waited with me for my uber to show up and I hugged them both and got in. A few minutes after my uber drove away I got a text 

I’m so glad you came out tonight. You looked so gorgeous I was speechless at first, and when you ordered your drinks I was wondering what other tricks you have up your sleeve. Publicist by day, mystery woman by night. Get home safe I’ll see you tomorrow

It was from Finn, and as I was reading it I couldn’t help but smile. 

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I was down a deep media rabbit hole on my computer when I was jolted out of it by a knock at my door. “Come in” I called out.

“Hey Y/N/N,” I heard my favorite accent start to say as Ferg walked into my office.

“Hey you, what’s up” I asked. Although Finn, Sami and I have been friends for about a year now and spent most of our free time together, it wasn’t common for him to come by my office. 

Finn closed the door behind him and turned around slowly like he had something to tell me but was too nervous to say it.

“Ferg, everything okay?” I asked him again, a little more concerned this time. I stood up and walked over to him.

“Yeah, I just wanted to see if maybe I could talk to you about something,” Finn said as he looked down at his feet.

“Uh, yeah, you know you can talk to me about anything in the world...” I replied while putting my finger under his chin to bring his eyes up to meet mine.

“Well, you know there are rumblings going around about the draft” he started while glancing around the room trying everything he could to avoid my eyes.” And well, you know, since you’re in most of the know around this place I was wondering if maybe..”

“If maybe I know anything about who’s moving up?” I finished his sentence. The truth is, I do know. It is my job to cover the ins and outs of WWE superstars, and management had given me the draft list so myself and the social media team could plan our posts and be ready to cover any false information that may come up.

Finn snapped his eyes back to mine. That was enough of a confirmation for me.

“Finn you know I know, and you also know I’m not allowed to tell you. You and I have become so close over the last year, and I tell you everything. But not this, you’ll have to wait to find out like everyone else”

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The energy in here is electric. It’s August 21st, Summerslam night. Fans are filing into the Barclays Center, buzzing with excitement about the amazing show they are about to witness. 

I was running around backstage, checking in with my team, but also catching up with some of my friends who are about to perform tonight. Of course, we are all looking forward to the first ever Universal Championship match between Seth Rollins and my best friend in the whole world Finn Balor. 

I hadn’t seen Finn all day. I knew he was wearing his demon paint tonight, and when he gets painted up he likes to do it in secret so the surprise isn’t ruined.  But I couldn’t help but check in every room I passed. I was walking down the hall when I finally heard my favorite sound in the world. His voice.

“Hey you, I finally found you!” I said excitedly as I poked my head in and saw Finn getting painted.

“Hey Y/N/N, you know you aren’t supposed to peek!” Finn laughed.

“Well too bad. I won’t tell. You look fucking awesome by the way. That paint looks so sick. You’re going to kill it tonight. How are you feeling about it all?” I asked him while I sat on the couch across from his set up

“I’m excited. This is a huge opportunity for me. For Seth, for all of us really.” Finn said.

We chatted for a few more minutes, then I wished him good luck, gave him a kiss on the cheek and scooted out of the room. I had to finish what I needed to do so I could watch his match later.

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As Finn and Seth’s match approached, I was able to sneak out to ringside to join his parents to watch him. There was no way I was missing this moment, and I didn’t want to watch it through a tv screen in gorilla. 

I hugged his parents as I reached my seat. I had met them a few times when they came to visit Fergal, and they were just the two sweetest people you could ever meet. We played catch up for a few minutes when Seth’s music hit. He made his entrance and then my stomach started to get butterflies, Finn was next. 

When his music hit and the crowd recognized this was the Demon’s entrance they went absolutely crazy.  I’m not sure who was the bigger fan favorite. Finn Balor the man, or Demon Balor- his alter ego. I knew who my favorite was, my best friend Fergal Devitt. I felt a tear well up in my eye when he got into the ring and the lights came up. I was so happy for him. This was his moment, the moment he worked so hard and so long for. 

The match started out great, and eventually, they made their way out of the ring and worked the match ringside. Seth picked up Finn and power-bombed him into the barricade- and instantly his mom grabbed my hand. I think we both knew something wasn’t right. He looked like he was playing it off for the fans, but we knew.

They finished the match and Finn stood in the ring looking half defeated. I’m not sure if the fans noticed, as the excitement for the whole thing was so high, but we could tell. He raised his title and eventually made his way up the ramp. We hurried back to meet him.

I looked frantically for him with his parents in tow, when I finally found him in the trainer's room. He looked up, saw me and instantly shook his head. He had a huge ice pack on his shoulder, and I knew. He was hurt. I ran over to him with tears in my eyes and I just hugged him. I didn’t care that he was sweaty or covered in half worn paint. He is my best friend and he is hurting. I buried my head in his neck and I tried to reassure him “it’ll be okay- we’re going to get through this- you’re going to get through this” 

He leaned his head onto mine in acknowledgement. I didn’t expect him to say much. His entire world just crashed in around him, what could he say. 

[imaginethiswwe]

Chapter 1: I Met A Demon

Reader is the newest WWE employee. This story starts in 2015. Follow along as you meet new friends, maybe a lover, and explore your new life in Orlando. (Name may change, this is what I came up with for now)

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Warnings: NONE (yet)

I love this place, the palm trees swaying in the breeze, the warm afternoon rain we get almost every day, the pretty consistently warm weather. My family doesn't live here, but they should. I traded Boston for Orlando and I regret nothing.  

It took me a long time to land this job, I am the newest employee for WWE. No, I know what you're thinking, but this isn't another wrestling hopeful story. I'm more of a behind the scenes type girl. I am the newest WWE publicist. 

Usually, this position is based out of the WWE headquarters in Stamford, CT, but they wanted me to be located in Orlando so I can be on the front lines so to speak with the WWE performance center and NXT. 

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I pulled my car into the parking lot at the performance center and got out, my heels clicking on to the pavement under my feet.

I knew I was probably overdressed for this environment, but I am all about first impressions, and while I had already met a lot of people up in CT, including Paul and Stephanie, I didn’t know anyone here.

I walked in and asked the girl at the front desk for Matt Bloom. Matt is one of the head coaches at the performance center, and while he wasn't my boss, I was told to ask for him so he could show me around and show me to my office. 

"Of course, and who may I say is asking?" She smiled.

"Y/F/N Y/L/N" I smiled back, slightly nervous.

I'm not sure why I was nervous. I had worked for WWE for about a month now and I was receiving amazing positive feedback from my management. I knew I had what it took to make it here.

“Y/N!” A booming voice called out my name from the left of me.

He approached me with his hand extended, I knew who he was from back in his in-ring days as Prince Albert. It was Matt Bloom, another fellow Boston native”

“Hi” I smiled at him, taking his hand to shake.

“I have heard so much about you from Hunter,” Matt said to me, cutting his R’s like a true native, it made me feel like I was back at home, a comfort really.

“All good things I hope!” I cracked at him, half joking, half concerned.

“They think you may be the best thing that has yet to happen to us down here, welcome to this amazing company, I think you’re going to love it here,” Matt said holding the door open to a room filled with more wrestling rings than I have ever seen in one place.

I followed his lead and entered the gym. It was pretty empty, as most of the superstars don’t have to report until 930 am. It was still early. Matt was telling me about how they train in the gym, hold tryouts, and rehearse NXT matches. It was so interesting. I myself was not a wrestler, but I was fascinated by the craft. I followed Matt into the actual gym, where the superstars weight train. He explained that while the performance center is home to the NXT performers, many of the main roster superstars also pop in to work on their craft and work out as well. He told me I was also welcome to use the gym, as one of my office perks. I smiled and nodded.

He then led me up the stairs to the offices. This is where the coaches meet, superstars classrooms are held, and where I will be working. I walked into my office, it was amazing. A big beautiful desk, with a handwritten note from Stephanie 

“Y/N, Welcome to the WWE family. We are so happy to have you and hope that you enjoy your new home in Orlando. Please make this office as comfortable and ‘you’ as you want, and do not ever hesitate to reach out if you ever need anything. -Steph”

it brought a smile to my face, my boss is freaking amazing. This company is amazing. 

Matt left the office to let me settle in and went to meet with the incoming superstars to start their day. But not without one last comment 

“Hey, you look nice, but you don’t have to try as hard when you’re just working in the office, we won’t judge”

I snickered “Okay, ripped jeans tomorrow it is”

I sat at my desk and turned on my new laptop. My job here is to basically keep the company and its superstars in a positive media light. Keeping stories away from media scandals, boosting feel-good stories, etc.

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When lunch time rolled around I decided to make use of the gym time I was offered and went downstairs to workout. This time when I walked into the gym, the space was buzzing with activity. Superstars taking bumps in the ring, while coaches watched ready to give feedback. 

The weights gym also had superstars in it, I recognized some of them as main roster superstars. First I saw Charlotte, who I have heard lives in the gym. Next I saw Sheamus working at the squat rack, and Rusev standing by chatting with him. Nikki Bella was putting her hair in a ponytail, getting ready to work the battle ropes. I looked around, today was abs day for me. As I walked towards the jump rope to start my warm up, my eye was caught by the window separating the weights gym from the rings.

In the ring on the other side of the window was one of the most physically beautiful people I have ever seen. Surely he was an NXT superstar, as I wasn’t as familiar with who he was. He was working a match with another wrestler, who I recognized as Sami Zayn. 

I was totally zoned out watching them when they both stopped what they were doing and glanced my way. Immediately my face started to burn and I turned back to my jump rope and started my warm up.

How embarrassing, I thought to myself. First day and I’m already the weird staring girl. 

About 45 minutes or so into my workout I was deep in concentration with my beats on when I felt a presence standing next to me. I turned and saw Sami standing there with a big beaming grin on his face. I politely took off my headphones to see what he needed.

“Hi” I said to him, inquisitively. 

“Hi, I noticed you’re new here, I’m Sami. I figured I would come over to introduce myself”

“Y/N, nice to meet you. I’m the new WWE publicist. Mostly here to cover NXT” I found myself smiling back at him, he had one of those contagious smiles. 

“Oh, that’s right, I heard we were getting a new publicist. Someone has to make us look good” Sami laughed at his own joke.

“Yeap, well that’s my job, but try not to make it too hard on me” I sarcastically laughed back.

“I think we’re pretty easy to work with around here but feel free to come find me if you ever need anything. Have you met a lot of people here yet?” he asked.

“No, just you and Matt so far, I’ve been upstairs most of the day” I answered.

“Okay, well let me introduce you to some of them so they can stop staring” he laughed.

I nodded and Sami introduced me to Nikki, Charlotte, Sheamus, Rusev, Bayley, Sasha and Joe. 

As we walked around I kept my eye out for the beautiful specimen I saw with him earlier. I finally got up the nerve to ask him.

“Who was the other guy you were working with earlier?” I blurted out, trying not to sound desperate.

“Oh, that’s Fergal, aka Finn Balor” Sami said, looking around to see if he could spot him.

“There’s the man of the hour!” Sami said spotting Finn working out in the corner of the gym. He immediately made a B line for him and waved me on to follow him. 

I followed him nervously. I don’t know what’s wrong with me. I never get nervous. I have always been relatively self-confident. I work very hard on my physique and I have always known what I deserved from a man. But this man was intimidating. In the best way possible.

I sheepishly followed Sami as he caught Finn's attention.

“Ferg, this is Y/N, our new publicist” Sami introduced me to Finn.

“Hello there” He turned his attention towards me. 

Are you kidding me, I thought to myself, he's gorgeous and has an accent that would make any woman weak in the knees. Play it cool, I thought.

“Hi” I said, reaching out my hand to meet his. 

His gaze lingered longer than a normal interaction. I started to feel like maybe he was looking through me, or maybe I had peanut butter on my face from lunch. I started to feel my face heat up, as he noticed he broke his gaze.

“Right, so since Y/N is new to the area, maybe we should take her out for a beer tonight Ferg” Sami suggested.

Although he didn’t ask me first, it didn’t sound like the worst idea. I could really use a few friends around here.

“I think that sounds like a great idea” Finn said to Sami with the biggest grin, then they both turned to me to see what I thought.

“Ummm, sure I could use a beer” I smirked back at the two. “Listen it was so nice meeting you guys, but I better get my butt back upstairs, I don’t want to be slacking off with the talent on my first day here’

We said our goodbyes for now and I told them I would meet them at 8 at The Guesthouse. 

I headed out the door around 5, feeling the warm sun on my skin. I put on my sunglasses and walked towards my car. I noticed a note on my windshield.

“I’m so happy I met you today. You are the most beautiful thing I have ever seen. See you tonight. -Ferg”