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Be my Baby
Chapter 11: Close Call
Warnings: 18+(Minors DNI)
A/n: Hey yall! So i'm back and i just want to apologize for not being active so much. I had a lot on my mind and my mental health had been declining and that played a big part in my motivation to write. But i am feeling better now and i hope it stays that way. Anyways enjoy this chapter guys. ~Thys❤
Two weeks later Stampede was back on the road. Whitney had already gotten interviews from the wrestlers and all of them were very cooperative. Some did the interview in their characters, others were just their normal selves, it was just one big entertainment for her. All was going well.
Her thing with Bret however was going amazing. Of Course they had to hide it from the others but after the show when everybody got back to their hotels, Bret would swing by her room.
Just like tonight, she was expecting him again. Whitney had just finished showering when she heard a knock at her door. As soon as she opened the door she was immediately greeted by Bret and his lips. He pushed her inside, closing the door behind him and kissing her passionately. Once they pulled apart Whitney looked at him.
"What's up with you?" She asked.
"Nothing." He smiled. "Just missed you."
Whitney looked at him. "What are you up to, Hart."
"Can't a man greet his sweetheart with kisses." Bret said and he once again gave her a kiss. "Besides, I brought you something." He reached out to the back of his pants and pulled out a cute gold bracelet.
"Bret-"
"Shhh." He said and put the bracelet around her wrist. "I found it at the mall yesterday and since I knew your favorite color was blue I kind of like the blue butterflies on it so I bought it just for you."
The bracelet was beautiful. It was gold and in front were three light blue butterflies.
"Do you like it?" Bret asked.
"Like it? I love it." Whitney said. "But i don't know if i should accept this, i mean you might not see me ag-"
"Hey, hey, this is a gift from me to you." Bret said. "Maybe something to remember me by."
Whitney gave him a smile. "Thank you." She said and gave him a kiss on his cheek. "But you know i didn't say blue i said baby blu-"
"Oh shut up." Bret laughed and gave her a kiss. One kiss turned into three then more until they were making out on the bed. Whitney's and Bret's hands were all over each other. His mouth moved over to her neck, sucking and biting. At that point Whitney's hands were pulling his shirt up. Bret stopped and looked at her.
"Whitney, are you sur-"
"Shhh." Whitney put a finger on his lips. "I want this." She whispered and gave him small pecks on his lips, her hand pulling his shirt up and then tugging at his belt. Bret pulled away and removed his shirt, revealing his toned chest and muscled arms. He kissed Whitney again, this time his hand moved from her breast to the rope of her bathrobe. He fumbled with the knot before finally getting it loose and pulling the soft fabric apart to expose the skin of Whitney's stomach.
She let out a small sigh when she felt the cold air of the room and Bret's finger tracing a line on her skin. He then kissed a trail down her neck, between her breast, on her stomach until he finally reached her pussy. She felt the swipe of his tongue. The room suddenly felt hot. Whitney let out a loud small moan. Her hand flew to his head, tugging at his hair. His tongue was working wonders. She felt him suck, nip and swirl at her clit to the point it just felt like too much and tried to push him away. But with his strength and with the way he was working magic with his tongue, Whitney just couldn't do it.
She had to admit it. This guy was good. Not only did Bret make her feel like a million dollars but he also made her feel small and protected.
Gripping the bed sheets, Whitney felt her orgasm approach. She tried to say something but instead let out a loud moan as she came on Bret's tongue.
Breathless, she looked over at Bret who had a smirk on his face. She gave him a small smile. He climbed back on the bed and gave her a kiss.
But that was all interrupted by a knock on the door, followed by a voice that said: "Whitney? It's me Davey."
The two looked at each other in panic. Whitney quickly jumped off the bed, her legs still feeling wobbly.
"Bathroom, now." She whispered at Bret and quickly pushed him in there. The knock on the door became louder. Whitney quickly tied her robe and opened the door.
"Hey sorry, I was in the shower." She said. "What's up?"
"Do you have an extra razor blade i can borrow? mine's busted." Davey asked.
"Oh sure, hold on." Whitney said and walked over to her make-up bag that stood on the night tabel. Suddenly a big bang came from the bathroom. Whitney looked at the bathroom door and then at Davey, who had a confused look on his face.
"What was that?" He asked.
"What was what?" Whitney said, acting as if she didn't hear a thing.
"The noise?" Davey asked.
"What noise?"
"The noise I just heard."
Whitney looked at him. "Must be the neighbors." She said. "Oh, I found one." She held up a razor blade and gave it to Davey.
"Thanks and oh and Whitney, I think Bret has a thing for you." Davey said.
"You think so?" Whitney said, acting as if he wasn't hiding in her bathroom.
"Yea, he's a great guy but a bit of an idiot." Davey said.
"Yea, he is." Whitney said.
"Anyways, Goodnight."
"Night." Whitney said and quickly closed the door. The bathroom door opened and Bret poked his head out.
"You-" Whitney pointed at him. "Almost got us caught."
"Yeah well you think i'm an idiot." Bret said.
"Well i had to agree with him somehow."
Bret stuck out his tounge.Whitney chuckled and walked over to him. She wrapped his arms around his waist.
"Can you forgive me?" She said and gave him a kiss on his lips. Bret smiled.
"All is forgiven." He said.
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Bret Hart
BE MY BABY
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Kurt Angle
Heart of Gold
Chapter 1
Sting
Dating 90s Sting
Christmas with Sting (any era)
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Heart of Gold
Kurt Angle x reader
Summary : Kurt and reader were highschool sweethearts but years later after a bad break up they meet again. When they get put together in a story line, old memories start to come up. Will this storyline bring them back together or is their relationship doomed to fail?
Y/n Pov:
Summer, 1996
It was the summer of 1996. I had just enlisted myself into a wrestling school. I was excited of course since I've always found the spirit very interesting. I had found a job in a boutique that actually paid me pretty well. Everything was going great. But that was just the beginning for me.
My boyfriend, Kurt, had done bigger things than me that summer. He was going to participate in the Olympics. It was a big deal for him, since he had been training months for this.
Kurt and I had met in highschool. He was this shy, nice kid. The kind you would definitely bring home to your parents. We met during a school dance we both attended, well actually we were dragged to it by our friends. He saw me sitting alone at my table, came over and we started talking. I know it sounds like your typical teen movie moment but who cares, here we were six years later and still together.
Kurt had come by to visit me and my family, before he was off to Atlanta. It was after dinner when we decided to sit on the porch.
"Are you just gonna stand or are you gonna join me." I said, sitting on the porch swing, looking at Kurt, standing there as if he was a statue.
"What about your dad?" Kurt asked. You see Kurt always was afraid that my dad would rip him apart if he saw me and Kurt touching or even sitting next to each other. I always told him my dad was just overreacting and sitting next to each other wouldn't make me pregnant.
"For the love of god, Kurt, it's not like we're gonna have sex on this porch swing." I said. He looked at me and plopped down beside me.
"On second thought, that would be hot." Kurt said and I slapped his arm.
"So-" I said. "Tomorrow is the big day."
Kurt sighed. "I'm having second thoughts about this."
I looked at him. "You? Kurt Angle, the man who trained his whole life for this, the man who ran up a hill with someone on his back, the man who was too busy training to call me-"
"Alright, no need to be an ass kisser here."
"I'm not kissing your ass, I'm just saying what I saw." I said. "Kurt, you can't give up, you were too invested in this." I garabed his face and gave him a kiss on the cheek. "I believe in you."
"Ew cooties." He said in fake disgust.
"Oh shut u-" before I could finish his lips were on mine.
"Thanks for believing in me." Kurt said and gave me a small kiss on my neck.
"You know just a minute ago you were afraid to sit next to me and now here we are making out on this thing." I said.
"Shhh, you're ruining the moment." He said as he kept kissing my neck. He worked his way up to my chin and then my cheek until he reached my lips. He then suddenly stopped.
"Oh shit, I have to go." He said and stood up. I walked with him to the stairs. As he was about to leave he turned around and gave me one last kiss.
"Make me proud." I said.
"I will." Kurt said and kissed me one more time. He then walked to his car. And that would be the last time I saw Kurt Angle.
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March, 2000
The WWF. Listen, This was the number one company I wanted to work for, since I started wrestling. Sure the other two companies were interesting too but wwf was the game in town. So when a great friend of mine said that i should try it out, i went and now here i was sitting backstage of Smackdown. I've only been with this company for a year, so I was still trying to work my way to the top.
I was currently in a storyline in this sort of friendship storyline with Molly Holly. The whole thing was centered around Crash Holly thinking I would betray Molly someday and that she trusted me too much. The story itself was fun but I felt that I could do much better than this one.
"Man it's hotter than a bitch." I heard a voice behind me. It was Lita, who sat down next to me with a plate full of cookies.
"The weather man said we could expect hotter than this." I said.
"You watch the weather, lame." She said and took a bite out of a cookie.
"No, it's not lame, it's educational."
"Oh really? How?"
"You learn about the weather."
"Listen, the sun shines everyday, even I can tell you what the weather is gonna be like." Lita said and stuffed another cookie in her mouth. Just then Trish Stratus sat down in front of us, holding two ropes.
"What do I wear tonight, this or this?" Trish said, holding up a red and yellow rope. Besides Molly, Trish and Lita were the two girls I became very close with. One my first day they were the first two people to talk to me and show me around. Ever since then we just clicked.
"They both look terrible." Lita said.
I hit Lita on her arm. "What happened to the black one?" I asked.
"It's in my bag but I wanted to try something different, ya know, a lighter color."
"Just stick to the black one." Lita said. I rolled my eyes.
"Listen, these ropes are pretty, okay the yellow one looks uhm-
"Like shit." Lita said.
"No, it looks fine and the red one looks-"
Okay I had to admit they were terrible looking ropes but I just didn't want to tell Trish that since she was a bit too happy to show them to us.
"Admit it, they look horrible." Trish said
"Alright you got me."
"Ugh, I knew I shouldn't have trusted the new tailor Matt sent me too ." Trish said.
"Matt Hardy?" I asked.
Lita almost choked on her cookie. "Matt? Trish, there are reasons why he and Jeff wrestle in jeans." She said. "And never take advice from Matt or Jeff, you'll end up in an even shittier situation."
I snickered. "Listen guys, I gotta go and get ready before Molly kills me." I said. The girls waved goodbye to me and I walked out of catering. On my way to.the dressing room I noticed someone walking the opposite direction. I said someone because I knew who it was. It was the one person I was trying to avoid since the first year I came here. The one and only, Mr. Gold medalist himself, Kurt Angle.
It had been four years since we drifted apart. Why? Heck i didn't even know why either because right after he won that medal things went downhill for us and one day he just disappeared out of my life.I was hurt. Deeply too. But I kept my chin up and worked on myself a bit more.
As we passed each other I looked in his direction and he looked in mine. And for a split second it felt as if we were strangers. No hello. No waves. Nothing, we just passed each other like it was nothing.
Part of me wanted to walk over to him and slap him but I always said to myself: "y/n, just let it go."
Besides, I was here to make my career, not get back with the man who dumped me. As I passed him, I let out a sigh. I just hoped to never ever pass him again.
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A/n: enjoy yall
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I have no idea what is going on but all i can say is this is me to everyone on a monday morning
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oh my goodness! ur back!! <3 i was checking my following to see who i should unfollow (dw, i was never gonna unfollow u, lol) and i saw that you (at the time of writing this) updated 4 days ago!! how are u doing, r u feeling better? i hope so! r u back permanently, or only for a little while? if im asking too many questions, don't worry about it, lmfao 😅 sorry if i am. i don't want to seem too invasive. but i hope ur feeling much better than last time!!
(oh, and by the way, if u were confused, i'm diesel-pls-powerbomb-me lol. i changed my url!!)
Hiii babe
Sorry for answering soo late the holidays had me a bit busy. Also no you are not askingany questions. Uhm,to answer ur first question i am doing well, my health has gotten better (thank god) but sadly i lost two of my hamsters so that was a very sad time. I am back permanently (i will be taking breaks when i have a lot of school work to do ) . And no my dear you are not being invasive, thank you for your concern. Also happy new year❤❤
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Christmas with Sting (any era):
Listen this man is excited
It's his first christmas he's spending at home with you
The two of you have been planning christmas since October
He wants to go all out with the decorations this year
And i'm talking a lot of christmas lights inside and outside of the house
But you said no
He didn't talk to you for a whole day
You finally gave in but you told him not to over do it
In the end the house looked wonderful
The two of you baking christmas cookies
He always wants to eat the raw dough
You telling him it's dangerous
He almost did it but you quickly stopped him
Him decorating the cookies in the colors of his face paint
Watching christmas movies
"Can we please watch 'Scrooged' again?"
"No"
Both of you spending some time outside in the snow
You building a snowman and he destroys it by giving it a closeline
"Look what you did to my snowman."
"I'll build you another one tomorrow"
The both of you got each other a lot of gifts
Him hanging a mistletoe in every room in the house
The two of you slow dancing by the fire
He thinks this is the best Christmas because he got to spend it with the person he loves the most: you.
Tag: @stingmylove
Merry Christmas yall!!! Idk if i'm late or not. Hope you enjoyed this i do plan on updating Be my baby but that's gonna be maybe after christmas idk. Shout out to @stingmylove i'm a bit late with this one, i'm sorry. Anyways have great night or day. Bye.
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Be my Baby
Chapter 10: cheap chocolates and monopoly
After two weeks of traveling, Whitney found herself back at the Hart house, feeling better than ever. Cause ever since that kiss she hasn't been able to stop smiling like an idiot. It was as if the memory kept playing over and over again in her head. She promised herself she wouldn't fall for Bret but she couldn't fight the feeling anymore. She liked him. A lot.
But there was one problem. The day after the kiss, he didn't talk to her at all. Whitney found it strange. Did he think he did something wrong? Was it because of that stupid deal they made before they went on a date? She hoped not, because she was regretting that.
While she was getting ready for bed, there was a knock at the door. It was Owen.
"So-" he said, crossing his arms. "-you still haven't told me what happened between you and Bret on that date."
"Do I have to?" Whitney said.
"Of course, the two of you have been avoiding each other ever since, what happened?" He squinted his eyes.
"Nothing, it just went fine that's all and we told each other that we would keep it strictly business from now on." Whitney said.
"Really? Is that all?" Owen asked.
"Yes that's all,Owen."
"Alright, I still don't trust it but I'll leave it at that." Owen said. "But just remember, I got my eyes on you two." He said and closed the door. Whitney rolled her eyes. As she was getting into bed another knock came. This time it came from the window. It was him. With a smile on her face she rushed to the window and moved the blinds. It revealed Bret. On one hand she was happy to see him, but on the other hand she was a bit mad at him.
"What are you doing here?" She asked him, when she lifted up the window.
"Well hello to you too, Sunshine." Bret said as he climbed in. This time he had a bag with him. Whitney crossed her arms.
"What?" Bret asked.
"You've ignored me for two weeks."
"I'm giving you attention now aren't i?" Bret smirked.
"So you're just gonna ignore my question?"
Bret sat on the ground, leaning against her bed. "You want a snack?"
"No, I just brushed my teeth."
"You sure? I brought these." And out of the bag he pulled out a box of cheap chocolates and monopoly. Whitney sighed.
"Alright, fine, i'll have one."
Minutes later, the two of them were sitting on the floor, the box of chocolate was already half empty and Bret had been in jail twice in the game.
"These are good." Whitney said as she took another chocolate. "Where'd you get them?"
"The drugstore." Bret said."I remembered you like chocolate so I got these for you."
"Thanks for the chocolate and everything but i'm still mad at you."
"Why? What did I do?"
"You know what you did."
"Uhm, no, not really."
"Alright, let me remind you then." Whitney said as she got up from the floor. "You bring me on a date, avoid me after the date and then you just show up out of nowhere with a box of chocolates and a game."
"Well, wasn't the avoiding thing, your idea?"
"Yea, but it was a stupid one and i regret it." Whitney said. "I didn't want you to leave me alone, alright, i liked all the visits and teasing and the nickname, i liked it all, there I said it, i liked everything you were doing."
She looked at Bret, who had a surprised look on his face. Whitney knew she wasn't gonna get out of this, so she might as well say it.
"I like you, Bret, I really do." Whitney confessed. Her heart was pounding in her chest. He was quiet. Too quiet. Did this mean he didn't like her back? Did he change his mind about her? Why was he so quiet? It made her feel like a fool. Whitney faced the window. A tear ran down het face.
"Listen, i-i made myself look like a fool." Whitney said. "And if you don't feel that wa-" But before she could even finish, Bret turned her around and kissed her. This time it felt as if fireworks had erupted in her stomach. Her heart was pounding even faster and her hands were shaking. Bret pulled away, his hand still on her cheeck.
"The only reason i avoided you, was because i thought i made you feel uncomfortable with that kiss." Bret explained. "But now that i know how you feel, i don't regret kissing you because i like you too."
Whitney smiled. It was as if a weight has been lifted off of her shoulders. She was glad he liked her. She leaned in and kissed him again. This time it got a bit more heated. Whitney jumped up, wrapping her legs around his waist. He carried her to the bed, his lips never leaving hers. Bret gentely laid her down on the bed and started kissing her neck.
"We don't wanne wake your parents or Owen." Whitney said.
"They're all in a deep sleep by now." Bret said in between kisses.
"Bret i mean it." Whitney said. "What if they hear us?"
Breg stopped kissing her. "Alright, if you're so worried, i'll stop." He said and got off the bed.
"Wait were are you going?"
"Back home." Bret said.
"Please stay?" Whitney asked, a poutvon her face.
"I thought you said you didn't want my parents to know about us." Bret said.
"I know but just cuddle with me for a minute." Whithey said. "Please?"
Bret sighed."Alright, just a minute." He walked over to the bed and went to lay down next to her, wrapping his arms around her waist. Whitney took his hand in hers. She was amazed by the size diffrence of their hands.
"Bret?"
"Hmm?"
"Does this mean you're gonna bring me cheap chocolates everynight?"
"Depends? Do you want me to visit you again next time?" His voice sounded a bit sleepy.
"Sure, only if you bring chocolate." Whitney said and Bret let out a chuckle.
"Alright, then i'll visit again." He said this time his speech was a bit slower.
"Oh and one more thing." Whitney said. "Don't tell Owen about this."
"Hmm?"
"I said don't tell Owen about this, he's very suspicious about our date and i told hi-" But Whitney heard a soft snore coming from behind her. She turned around to find Bret sleeping. Whitney smiled and held him closer. She turned around and turned out the lights.
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Note: *rolls window down * hi. I hope you liked this chapter. This will also be my last chapter for now. I'm going on hiatus because there is so much going on with me and my mental health and my hamster is also very very sick, so i'm taking a break. Again hope ya'll enjoyed. Until next time. Bye bye. ~thys
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Be my Baby
Chapter 9: kiss cam
A week later Whitney and Bret were on their date. The reason it took a week was because both were a bit busy with their work. Bret kept apologizing that it took him a week to find out what they were gonna do on the date but Whitney had told him that it was okay. So here they were watching a hockey game that Owen was supposed to go to but he called it off.
"I'm sorry I couldn't get us better seats." Bret said.
"For the last time, it's fine." Whitney assured him. "Thanks for the popcorn though." She held up the bag of caramel popcorn.
"No problem." Bret said. "Have you ever written about hockey?"
"Uh no, I would like to." Whitney said. "You know, you strike me as a hockey player."
"You think so?" Bret said.
"Yea, I mean you have the look for it, tall, mean looking-"
"You think I look mean?" Bret laughed.
"Well if i look at you in the ring, yea you look a bit mean."
Bret started laughing and so was Whitney.
"What?" Whitney said.
"Nothing, it's just funny that you think I look mean." Bret said. "And because you said that I'll smile from now on."
"Oh my god, you don't have to do tha-" But when she turned to him he already had this weird smile on his face.
"Oh god, that's creepy." Whitney laughed.
"Hey, you said I looked mean, so I'm smiling." Bret said and smiled again and teasingly brought his face close to hers.
"Stop that." She lightly pushed his face away. He again brought it close to her face.
"Watch the game." Whitney chuckled and turned his face towards the game.
After forty minutes it was finally break time. That's when the camera pointed at two people and the words 'kiss cam' came on screen.
"Oh a kiss cam." Whitney said in excitement. The camera pointed to all sorts of couples. From quick kisses to over the top make out sessions, the kiss cam got it all. Whitney and Bret were enjoying it until something happened.
"Oh, cool, he has the same jacket as me." Bret said. Whitney on the other hand realized where the camera was.
"Uh, Bret, that is you." She said. The kiss cam was on them. They both looked at each other. Was this it? Were they actually about to kiss? It was only one date. Whitney wasn't even ready. Or was she?
"Well pucker up, sunshine." Bret said and he leaned forward, his lips touching hers. It took a second for Whitney to realize what was happening. His lips tasted of beer and caramel. All she could feel was her stomach doing backflips. The crowd cheered.
When he pulled away, they both looked at each other. Bret then let out a cough.
"So, uh, more soda?" He asked and Whitney nodded. Bret got up and went to get another soda. Whitney rubbed her forehead. Did he just do that?
All she could do was sink further into her seat, bite her lip and smile, because she could believe that he had just kissed her. And that was the moment Whitney finally came to the conclusion that she actually liked Bret Hart.
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The ride back to the motel was kind of quiet. Bret was still stunned that he actually kissed Whitney. He hoped that he didn't make her uncomfortable, but what else could he do. Now they were standing in front of Whitney's room.
"So, uhm, I hope you had a good time?" Bret asked.
"Oh, I did, it was fun and thank you for the dinner." She said, fumbling with her fingers.
"You're welcome." He said."i guess I should go."
But did he really want to go? Did she really want him to go? Cause judging by the look on her face, she didn't want to.
"Yea, i should go too." She said,
Bret was fighting the inner urge to kiss her again. Was he going to do it? For the second time. She was right there. If he could just lean in.
"Well, goodnight." Whitney said.
"Night." Bret said. And with that she turned around and walked inside. Bret sighed. Welp, there goes his chance. Idiot.
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Dating 90s Sting would include :
• You met at one of the WCW shows. You were the new makeup girl and when you were someones make up, he walked down the hall and noticed you.
• Home boy was immediately in love.
•When it came time for him to get ready he asked you to do his face-paint.
• And ever since that day mah guy came up with all sorts of excuses just so you can paint his face and he wanted to see you too
On the road :
When the two of you are on the road together its really fun
Late night drives to the hotel together
Which results in getting junk food very late at night.
Helping him with his injuries only for him to whine like a baby
"Ahhh"
"I didn't even touch it yet"
Going to the Gym together
When he's all in his gear, you kind of get scared of him because on tv he's suppose to look scary but before he goes out he gives you the sweetest kiss on your forehead and you're not that scared anymore
Him waking up early and bringing you breakfast after his workout
Wearing his merch at shows
Dad jokes in the car
Screaming the lyrics of songs
Him having his hand on your leg while he's driving
Taking pictures or videos of the two of you on the road.
And after his matches u get a sweaty bear hug from
(Now i wanna travel with him)
Off the road:
When the both of you have some time off from work it's a different story
Cuddles while watching a movie
Dancing in the kitchen together when the two of you are making breakfast
Lots of kisses
You stealing his sweaters or shirts
Road trips
Romantic dinner dates
Movie nights, Which ends up with the two of you to fall asleep
On rainy days the two of you build blanket forts
Nights were you two just hold each other, while the music's playing softly in the background
Wrestling on the floor and him always winning
wrestling on the bed which leads to other explicit activities
Him just being happy that he's t home with you
(Side note this man is just a giant teddy bear )
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Be my Baby
Chapter 8: Wild night and Hangovers
Chapter 8: Wild night and Hangovers
Vancouver, Canada
Ah Vancouver. It's been awhile since Whitney had visited this place. As a little girl she would often come here to visit her great aunt. Tonight stampede had a show here, which meant another night of watching people punch each other.
"No Owen, we are not going to a club and get totally wasted." Whitney said, unpacking her stuff. Owen and Jayne had this idea to go out and get completely drunk. But there was one problem. Bruce. He told them that they could have their fun but they had to keep it on the down low. Owen being Owen decided to go against Bruce his wishes.
"Are you concerned about what Bruce said? Listen, forget him, you're with us now." Owen said.
"Yea don't be such a sap." Jayne said. "It's just one night and that's it."
"Jayne, you heard what Bruce said."
"Bruce doesn't have to know, we did it once and it ended completely well." Owen said.
"Maybe not so well, cause Davey almost got arrested." Jayne said.
"See, that's what I'm talking about." Whitney said.
"Okay, tell you what, this time we'll take it easy." Owen said.
"But that's no fun." Jayne said.
"Well you're gonna have to give it up for once." Owen said.
"Oh no, don't stop yourself from having fun." Whitney said.
"So you're coming?" Jayne asked.
Whitney sighed. "Who else is going?"
"Tom, Davey, Jayne, me and Bret."
Ah, yes, Bret. The man who hasn't left Whitney's side since the start of the tour. She would be lying to herself if she said she didn't enjoy his company. Because she did. Maybe the date thing wouldn't be such a bad idea. But she needed to make a deal with him if she would agree to this date. And that was that if they went on a date, he would have to leave her alone after that. Because if they kept hanging out Whitney might catch feelings and she didn't want that.
"Alright, I'll go with you guys." Whitney said.
"You're only going because Bret's going." Owen teased.
"No, I'm not, now will you two please let me unpack." Whitney said.
"Whatever, let's go Owen, let's give her time to think about Bret."
"I'm not thinking about him." Whitney said.
"Bla bla bla, quit lying, see you two losers later." Owen said.
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"So you're tellin' me, that ya broke up with Melanie but she took it……well?" Davey asked in confusion after listening to Bret's story. Bret had told Davey what had happened between him and Melanie. But he didn't tell Davey exactly what had happened. Bret had said that he had broken up with Melanie and that she had taken it well. Did he tell the truth? No. Was he planning on sticking to this lie? Yes. Did he make the situation even worse for himself ? Yes.
"Well, yea but she kind of saw it coming." Bret said. "You know, since I didn't call her at all."
"So you're gonna ask Whitney out?" Davey asked once again.
"I already did but she rejected me, but hey, second times a charm."
"Wait, you asked her out while you were still with Melanie? That wasn't the plan, Bret."
"Does it matter, Melanie and I were on a break."
Just then Owen walked in. "Alright, tonight is all set." He clapped in his hands. "What did I miss?"
"Bret broke up with Melanie." Davey said.
"You broke up with Melanie?" Owen asked.
"That's what i just said, dummy." Davey rolled his eyes.
"Listen it's no big deal, we broke up and moved on, end of story." Bret said. "Now is Whitney coming or not?"
"Yea, she's coming."
"Good, now can we please stop talking about Melanie, cause if i hear that name one more time, i'm gonna go crazy." Bret said and he slammed the bathroom door shut. He sighed and looked in the mirror.
"Why do I make everything worse?" He said to himself.
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When Whitney and Jayne arrived at the club, it was already pretty crowded. Owen and the others had already left before them.
"How in the world are we gonna find them?" Whitney said.
"They're not that short, Bret's at least six foot." Jayne said. It didn't take long for them to spot the boys, who were already busy drinking.
"Fookin' finally." Tom said.
"Hey, blame Whitney, she's the one who made us late." Jayne said.
"We thought you guys got lost." Owen said.
"No, you guys are just short." Whitney said.
"Funny, now let's get you a drink." Bret said and started pulling her towards the bar, while Owen followed close behind.
"Now, what's your first pick?" Owen asked.
"Sorry?" Whitney was confused.
"You know, what do you wanna drink?"
"I don't know."
"What do you mean you don't know?" Bret said.
"I just don't know, there are so many choices."
Owen sighed. "Alright, I think it's time to try the three round rule with you."
"What's the 'three round rule'?
"It's a rule that gets you drunk." Owen said. "Each round the drinking gets heavier, for round one, you start off easy, maybe a shot and a cocktail, then round two you get a bit of the heavier stuff and then in round three you get black out drunk."
"That sounds a bit extreme." Whitney said.
"Well, you'll be lucky if you pass round two." Bret said
"So what are you gonna drink?" Owen asked .
"Surprise me."
Owen raised his brow. "Are you sure? I might get you drunk right off the bat."
"Then let me get wasted."
Three shots and a strawberry cocktail later, Whitney was starting to feel the buzz of the alcohol.
"How are we feeling, Sunshine." Bret asked, as he put two shots down on the table and sat next to her.
"Great, the cocktail was a bit too much though." Whitney said. "I might call it quits after the first round."
"So the great Whitney Gilbert is going to quit? Weak." Bret said.
"Alright, hot shot, because you called me weak, I'll challenge myself to make it past the second round."
"So, that means you'll take another round of shots?" Bret asked and Whitney nodded. "Alright." He took the shot glasses and handed one to Whitney.
"Bottoms up, my friend."
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The next morning Whitney woke up with a terrible headache and no memory of the night before. Her dress was covered in glitter, her hair smelled like liquor and her hands had sharpie drawings on them.
She carefully sat up and tried to get out of bed but when she stuck her foot out, she suddenly felt movement. She squealed and quickly pulled her foot away. When she looked beside the bed, she found Owen sleeping with glitter and sharpie drawings on his face and a flower crown on his head. Whitley rolled her eyes and carefully made her way out of bed.
When she walked to the bathroom, she discovered a bunch of polaroid pictures on the bathroom sink. She picked them up and looked at them. They were photos from the night before.
In one photo Jayne, who was on Tom's shoulders, and Whitney, who was on Bret's, were having a chicken fight. Other photos showed Davey and another man in hula skirts, Bret, Owen and Whitney doing karaoke, Jayne and Tom winning a coin game, Owen in a dance battle with a random guy, Bret and Davey holding chickens and then there was one with Whitney doing belly shots off of Bret's stomach. Yes, these photos were a complete mess. No longer wanting to look at them Whitney put them down, grabbed her jacket and went out the front door.
The cool morning breeze hit her immediately after she stepped out of the room. The fresh air made her feel slightly better. Then she heard another door open and out stepped Bret, his face also covered in stickers. As soon as he saw her he gave her a little wave and walked over.
"Top o' the mornin' to ya, how are you?" He said.
"I feel like shit, you?" Whitney said.
"I feel even shittier."
"Well that makes two of us."
"Coffee?" Bret asked.
"Yes, please." Whitney said.
"There's a diner five minutes from here."
"Even better, let's walk our hangover off." Whitney said. "Oh and before we go." She reached for his face and pulled off the stickers.
"Thanks." Bret chuckled. "I never knew you were such a party girl."
"To be honest it's been a while since I've had such a moment." Whitney said. "Does this mean i became the first one to finish the three round rule?"
"Well, for Owen that's a no, because Davey had finished it twice but to me you'll always be number one." Bret said.
"Awe, that's very sweet."
Whitney hated how her stomach turned at that. Why was he like this? First the nicknames,now the sweet talk. She had to stop herself from liking him too much before it was too late. That's when the date thing came into her mind.
"Hey, listen about that date-"
"Look, if it made you uncomfortable, i'm sor-"
"It actually didn't, because I would love to go on a date with you." Whitney said. A smile appeared on Bret's face.
"Under one condition-"
Bret's smile dropped.
"After we go on this date you'll leave me alone and let me do my work." She said. Bret sighed.
"Awe, then I won't get to use your favorite nickname anymore." He said.
"Exactly and i'd like to keep it that way, so do we have a deal." Whitney said. She saw a bit of sadness in his eyes and she started to feel a bit bad.
"Alright fine, tell you what, you can still come and talk to me only if it's important, that means no more sneaking into my room at night." Whitney said.
"I only did that one time."
"And I had a feeling you were gonna do it again at some point." She said. "So do we have a deal?"
"Alright, we have a deal."
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Hiii. Don't you just hate it when Whitney tries to keep herself from falling for bret even though she wants to like him. Yea me too. Anyways i hope you enjoyed this. I also have another surprise project in mind but i will drop that as soon as i have it ready. Also i might drop chapter 9 tonight too. Alrighty until tonight i guess. ~thys❤
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#this is one of the most beautiful things i've ever seen#that's not a man#THAT'S A BABY#HE LOOKS SO ADORABLE#i've looked at it for five hours
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Be my Baby
Chapter 7: A rose
Bret was nervous. Very nervous. He kept reminding himself that everything would be fine and go smoothly.
He had called Melanie and asked to meet up. He just had to break it off. Ever since he hung out with Whitney it seems like he couldn't get her out of his head. The way she talked, the way she laughed and the way he made her smile when he made that drawing. All of that was playing like an endless loop in his head. But why? Why was he feeling this way?
All he knew was that he just had to break up with Melanie and that everything would go smoothly. Right?
Well, here he was sitting in the diner, he and Melanie were supposed to meet at. He kept repeating what he was going to say in his head. When he spotted Melanie his heart began to race. She looked as stunning as always.
"Sorry I'm late, my car was acting up." She said as she sat down. "How've you been?" She asked.
"I'm alright, and you?"
"A bit under the weather." Melanie said. "I miss you, Bret." She put her hand on his.
Oh dear god. He thought. Now he felt even more guilty. Was he really gonna break up with this sweet girl?
"So you wanted to tell me something?" Melanie asked.
"Well yea, what i wanted to say is that, uhm-" Bret got nervous. He started to have second thoughts. "We've been together for a few months and uhm we've been through some stuff and-"
"Are you okay?" Melanie said. "You look a bit pale." She put her hand on his forehead.
"Yea, i'm alright." Bret said and grabbed her hand. "Look Mel, i wanted to tell you that i-"
He stopped and looked at her. Was he really going to do this. She treated him with nothing but respect these few months. But he had his eye on someone else.
"I'm waiting." Melanie said.
"Wanted to let you know that I'm-" Come on Bret, you can do it. "That I'm planning on letting you meet my family."
WAIT, WHAT? That wasn't the plan. Bret was mentally face palming himself.
Melanie smiled. "I would love to meet them."
At that point Bret felt completly stupid. He got himself into more trouble now. He had to make up a plan, to balance two people at the same time.
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It was another noisy day at the Hart house and as usual, Whitney just had to see what was going on downstairs.
In the kitchen, Owen was explaining something to four women. They all seemed to be offended by his statement because when he was done, they started arguing again. They only stopped arguing when they spotted Whitney.
"See, you've disturbed our guest." Owen said. "Whitney, I'm so sorry."
"No it's fine."
"She doesn't mind." A red head said, with a deep Canadian accent.
"You must be the reporter, hi, i'm Georgia." One of the blondes said. "And that's Allison, Ellie and Diana." She pointed at the others.
"And she's Whitney and doesn't want tp meet you guys." Owen chimed in.
"Oh shut up." Alison said. "Now, dear, how do you like it here? Is Owen bothering you?"
"No not at all, i like it here just fine,i already traveled with the boys, it waa tiresome but fun." Whitney said.
"Have you met my other brothers yet? Stay away from that one right there." Diana said as she pointed at Owen. "He's a mences."
"Hey!" Owen said.
"Alright, alright, you're gonna make the girl think we're all crazy." Ellie said.
"But you guys are crazy." Owen said.
"Owen." All the girls said in union. Whitney laughed. They may seem crazy but they were crazy in a fun way.
"I have to go back to work, it was nice meeting you."
"See what you did, you scared her away." Owen argued.
"We scared her away? You started it." Daina said and so everyone started arguing once again. Whitney slowly backed away and quickly walked out of the kitchen. Okay, maybe they were crazy.
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Later on that night as Whitney was getting ready for bed, she heard a loud thump on the window. She dismissed it as being a bug bumping into the window. But when she heard it for a second time, she went to check it out. When she pulled the curtains aside she was met with the face of Bret.
"What are you doing here?" Whitney asked, in a whisper.
"I wanted to see you… again." Bret said. "You look great."
"How did you get up here?"
"My dad has a ladder, duh." He said. "Can I come in?"
"No."
"Come on, I brought you something." He held up a rose. Oh great, now he was buying her gifts.
"Is this a bribe?" Whitney crossed her arms.
"No, i did it because i wanted to." He said. "A beautiful flower for a beautiful girl."
Whitney smiled and rolled her eyes. She hated how his cheesy quotes made her smile. She took the flower out of his hand.
"Thank you, it's lovely."
"Now can I come in? Please?"
Whitney sighed. "Oh alright, under one condition, you only get to stay one minute."
"You have my word." He said and climbed in. Whitney closed the window.
"What's this?" He grabbed a paper off of the nightstand.
"Can you please not touch anything?"
"Bruce Hart, one of the sons of the promoter, tells us about his experience in this business." Bret read out loud as he sat on the ground.
"Give it back." Whitney said and grabbed the paper out of his hand. "If you touch one more thing, i'm kicking you out."
"Jeez, Sunshine, I didn't know you were such a neat freak."
"I'm not a neat freak, I just don't want it touched." Whitney said. "I met your sisters today."
"Oh god, not the wicked witches of the east."
"Hey, they were nice."
"To you."
"Oh come on, Owen told me at dinner that two of your sisters were also with wrestlers." Whitney said. "I thought your father would hate such a thing."
"Actually my mom was against it, but they fought for their love so they got their wish in the end." Bret said. "Would you ever fight for love?"
"What is this? 'the dating game'?"
"You didn't answer my question, Sunshine."
"I don't want to and your one minute is up." Whitney said as she pulled him off the floor.
"It's not even twenty seconds." Bret said.
"We are leaving tomorrow and we need to get up early."
"Alright, I know when i'm not wanted." Bret threw his hands up in defeat.
"Oh don't be dramatic." Whitney said. She watched as Bret climbed out of the window.
"Sweet dreams, Sunshine." He said and gave her a wink.
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Note : Peace was never an option in the hart house hold. I hope yall enjoyed this. As always have a wonderful day, night or afternoon. Bada bing bada boom. Bye ~Thys❤
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*Flynn Rider Voice* "I really didn't want to do this. But you leave me no choice; here comes the smolder..."
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Be my Baby
Chapter 6 : ice cream
Home. Finally after just three days on the road, Bret was home and he couldn't be more happier. But this was just only a two day break as next Monday Stampede would be touring again.
As much as he liked being home, there was still one person on his mind. Whitney. Sure he wasn't gonna let the rejection thing go but he really liked the girl. He had to find a way to spend some alone time with her.
But he had one problem. Melanie. He needed to break it off with her before he could take it a step forward with Whitney. But something inside of him made him feel guilty. Was he really ready to face Melanie and break up with her?
A knock at the door startled him. He went to answer it. It was Gina. Not again.
"Hi." She said, with a smile.
"Hey, what's up?" Bret asked.
"Well, I made some brownies and I didn't want to eat them all, so I brought some for you." Gina held up a plate covered with a napkin.
"Uh, thanks." Bret said and grabbed the plate.
"They're just as tasty as my muffins." Gina gave him a wink. Bret laughed awkwardly.
"Anyways, I was also here to ask you something." She said. "My sister is having a party in two weeks and I was wondering if you would like to come, you know, get some drinks, and meet the family."
"That sound great and all bu-"
"Oh come on, please don't tell me you have a tour or something."
"Well, knowing my schedule, I probably have one , but I'll check it out and then I'll get back to you."
He was lying. He knew he wasn't going to get back to her. He had his own problems he needed to worry about.
"Alright, I better go, bye." Gina waved at him. Bret said his goodbye and closed the door. He leaned his head on the door and sighed. He then looked over at the hamster cage, where Chico was staring at him.
"Don't give me that look." He said to the furry animal. "You would lie to."
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The number one thing Whitney hoped to do when she was back at the hart house, was getting some good sleep and rest. But that all went out the window when she was woken up by a scream. At first she thought it was just her imagination, but when she heard it a second time, it made her jump out of bed. She went downstairs to see what was going on but was surprised when she went into the livingroom to find Helen, completely unbothered by the screams, watching tv.
"Goodmorning, dear." Helen greeted her.
"Goodmorning, is everything alright?" Whitney asked, still confused by the screams.
"Oh, yes, it's just Stu in his ' dungeon'." Helen said. Whitney grew even more concerned.
"A what?" She asked.
"The basement, dear, he trains people down there." Helen explained. "Our boys call it 'the dungeon'."
Whitney let out a sigh of relief.
"Maybe you should go check it out, it'll make a nice addition to your story."
Without hesitation Whitney went down to the basement. When she arrived at the basement she was met with an unusual scene. Stu had some poor guy in a submission hold while three other guys were watching.
"Hello Whitney." Stu said as soon as he saw her. He let the guy go and got up.
"Boys, this lovely young lady over here, is Whitney."
The boys all gave her a small wave and a quick "hello".
"Is there anything I can help you with?"
"I just came down here to see what was going on." Whitney said. "Helen told me this is where you train future wrestlers."
"Yes." Stu said. "I don't know if you want to add it to your story."
"I'll have to think about it." Whitney said. "I have to go, goodluck to you boys." Whitney waved and went back upstairs.
After taking a shower and having breakfast, Whitney went to work on the interview she did with Bruce. Helen had given her an old typewriter so she could write down what was useful. After about 20 minutes of work, there was a knock on the door.
"Come in." Whitney said. And who was it? None other than Bret Hart. Oh no not him again. After the whole rejection situation, Whitney didn't want anything to do with him.
"Hi." He said, closing the door behind him.
"Hello, Owen is out, if you're looking for him." Whitney said.
"I'm actually not here for Owen." Bret said.
"Oh? Well your da-"
"I'm here to visit you."
Withney looked up from the typewriter. What on earth did he want with her?
"Me?" She asked.
"Yea, i just wanted to know how you were doing after the tour, you know, since it can be tiring and stuff like that." Bret said, scratching the back of his head. Whitney knew he was bullshitting.
"That's not why you're actually here, is it?" Whitney asked.
"Alright you got me, i just wanted to see you, that's all."
"Well here I am, okay, bye." Whitney said. Now was not the time for chatting, she needed to get her work done.
"So you're just gonna kick me out like that, Sunshine." Bret said. There it was. That stupid nickname.
"For the last time, it's Whitney, not Sunshine."
"What if I like sunshine better?" Bret said. Whitney let out a sigh.
"I don't have time for this." She said and went back to typing. Instead of leaving Bret went to sit on the bed.
"I see you got Diana's room." He looked around. "Are you a fan of Leif Garrette too?"
"No, I'm a David Bowie kind of girl."
"Good choice." He said. "I listen to Zeppelin, sometimes a bit of Simon and Garfunkel."
"That's nice, now please get off the bed, you're ass is gonna ruin it."
"Are you saying I have a fat ass?"
Whitney rolled her eyes and laughed. "No, I'm saying you'll wrinkle the sheets."
"How long have you been working?" Bret asked, completely ignoring her statement.
"A half hour, why?"
"You need a break, let's go get some ice cream."
"No."
Bret sighed. He got up, walked over to her and stood right in front of the little table. He hooked his thumbs into his belt buckle. Whitney thought he looked very dapper in that stance but quickly dismissed the thought.
"Alright, I'll make you a deal, if you get ice cream with me, I'll never bother you again." Bret said. "So what do you say, Sunshine?"
Whitney looked up at him. Maybe she did need a break and some company.
"Alright, but you have to buy me a chocolate flavored ice cream."
"Whatever you like." He said.
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"One chocolate sundae for the journal girl." Bret handed her a glass bowl filled with chocolate ice cream covered in strawberry syrup, nuts and sprinkles. Whitney laughed
"What am i? A child?" She said, taking the sugary treat from his hand.
"No, but I picked it out just for you." Bret said.
"Thank you." Whitney said and took a bite from the ice cream.
"Now tell me something, what was it like to grow up as a Hart?"
"Are you gonna put that in your story?" Bret teased.
"I'm writing about your fathers promotion, not your biography." Whitney said. "Now answer my question."
"Well, it was tough but when you have eleven other siblings in the house it's a mess." Bret explained. "I remember beating a boy in a street fight once."
"Really? Who won."
"Me of course." Bret said. "I remember the kids hosting me up on their shoulders and celebrating."
"What is this? Rocky?" Whitney said.
"Nah, but I sure felt like him after that fight." Bret said. "What about you, were you one of the good girls in school?"
"Not really, I was kind of an awkward kid." Withney said. "However, i did egg a teacher's house once, just because she was a bitch but that's just basic stuff."
"Uh ooh, we got a badass over here." Bret teased.
"Oh shut up."
"Any highschool flings?"
Whitney raised her eyebrow. "You would like to know wouldn't you?"
"Hey, it's just a simple question."
"Alright, yes, but it only lasted a few months because he was a bit too imature." Whitney answered."What about you?"
"Nah, I was a saint." Bret said.
"That, Sir, is a complete lie."
"No it's true, I did kiss a few girls here and there but that's just it."
Whitney gave him a look.
"I'm not bullshitting you, I promise." Bret said.
"Alright, whatever you say." Whitney took another bite of her ice cream.
"Hey, we should check out that museum." Bret said. "Do you like art?"
"Of course, but I can't draw."
"I can watch this." He grabbed a napkin. "You got a pen."
Whitney went into her purse and grabbed a pen. She handed him the pen and he started drawing something. Whitney was confused.
"What are you doing?" She asked but Bret didn't answer. She watched as he drew a face, then a figure and then some hair. He then added the finishing touches and handed her the napkin. It was a cartoonish drawing of a couple. The man had a slightly big chin and an even bigger nose while the woman had a smaller chin and big teeth. Above them was written 'Helen and Stu'. Whitney laughed.
"That's amazing." She said. "You should become an animator."
"Nah, not really my thing." Bret said.
Maybe Bret wasn't such a bad guy, he was kind of annoying but he was super fun to talk to. But that did not mean she was gonna go on a date with him. Now way.
"We should go before." Bret said, looking at his watch. "Keep it, something to remind you of me."
"I'll frame it."
"Even better."
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Hi, hi, i tried to finish this chapter and i finally did it. Hope you like it. Shout out to sour grapes, that series is bussin. Anyways, my broskis i gotta bounce, bounce on your boys dick.
Alrighty, i'm out. Bye. ~thys❤
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Bret after he got rejected by Whitney:
(I saw this and immediately thought of them, also i might post three chapters this weekend)
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Be my Baby
Chapter 5 : Nicknames
A day later…
"I can't believe ya said no." Jayne said as she walked down the aisle of dresses, While Whitney followed her. They decided to go shopping since they had some time on their hands. Whitney had just explained to Jayne what had happened between her and Bret.
"Jayne, I was sent here to do a report on these people, not to get married to one of Stu Hart's sons." Whitney said.
"But still, ya could've gone on one date." Jayne said.
"And let that one date turn into three? No thanks." Withney said. She wasn't gonna let Bret stand in the way of her work. Besides what did he think this was, a romance novel where the journalist fell in love with the wrestler? No way, this was reality and not some romantic comedy.
"Maybe he wanted to get to know ya in his own way?"
"But we already know each other." Withney said. " His favorite color is Green and I told him mine is baby blue."
Jayne chuckled. "Whitney, just give the boy one chance, he's very nice." Jayne said.
"Jayne, I'm just here to do my job so I can get outta here and never come back." Withney said. "Now can we please shop before I lose my marbles."
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If anything Bret wasn't gonna do, was go down as a loser. He had made a deal with himself to take baby steps. Yes the rejection kind of hurt but that wasn't gonna stop him from talking to Whitney.
While looking for Bruce backstage, he ran into Whitney, who was struggling with a tape recorder.
"Need any help with that?" He asked. She looked up.
"Oh no, I'm fine." Withney bluntly responded. Bret got a feeling she was trying to avoid him.
"Are you sure?"
"Listen, I'm fine on my own, okay." She said, still struggling. Bret took the small recorder out of her hand, touched a few buttons
"Boom." He said opening the cassette recorder. Whitney took it out of his hand.
"You know a 'thank you' would be nice." He said.
"Thank you, but I could've done that alone." Whitney said.
"So who are you interviewing today?"
"Bruce, after that he's gonna show me around and introduce me to some of the guys."
"Well you already have a wrestler." Bret said.
"I do?"
"Yea, he's standing right in front of you." Bret said. "So what do you say, you'll interview me?"
Whitney raised her brow. "I'll think about it."
"Lair, you'll never come to me."
"And what makes you think that?"
"Cause whenever a person says they'll think about it, that means they'll never think about it at all."
"Fair enough."
"So you'll do it?"
"Listen, i'll have to make a list of how many people i want to interview first, then i'll get back to you."
"Fine with me, Sunshine." Bret said.
"Oh, we're doing nicknames now?" Whitney said.
"What's the matter, you don't like that one?" He said. "Okay , I got a better one, how about-" he started thinking. "How about honey?"
"That one gives more marital vibes and the name is Whitney." She said.
"Sunshine it is." Bret said.
"It's Whitney."
"Alright, sunshine."
"Whitney." She said with a smirk and walked away.
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Two in a row, That's all i have to say. *goes back into the pits of darkness *
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