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#MMMGORGEOUS - Tyler Breeze (technically)

I walked backstage with the rest of the Wyatt family. We had just had a match against The Dudleys, and I was ringside.

As we walked through Gorilla, Tyler Breeze and Dolph Ziggler were standing there, since their match was next.

"Jacklyn."

I stopped and smiled a little. I turned around to look at Tyler. He was messing around with his selfie stick, but stopped when he noticed me looking at him.

"Yes?" I asked. He gave me a weird look, and I realized that my eyes must still be yellow. "They're just contacts."

"Yeah, right," He said, nodding. "Anyway. Can we talk later? After my match?"

"Sure," I replied. When he didn't say anything, I said, "The contacts are still bothering you, aren't they?"

"A little."

"I'll take them out," I said. "See you later, Tyler."

I walked away and found my locker room. The first thing I did was take out my contacts. Once that was done, I changed out of my ring gear, and I put everything away. I sat down once I was done, and decided to watch Tyler's match.

Summer Rae was ringside, as she had appeared at some point. Eventually, the match ended, with Dolph picking up the win.

I sighed. I don't know why they brought Tyler up to the main roster if they were just going to make him lose. I mean, Tyler's my best friend and I'm glad I get to see him all the time, but I honestly think they should've left him down in NXT. I would've been okay with the weekly Orlando visits.

It went to commercial, so I got up to go meet him. Dolph came back first, and I greeted him. Then, Summer and Tyler got backstage. They talked softly, then Summer walked away. When Tyler saw me, he smiled and approached me.

"Hey," I said, smiling.

"Hey," He said. "Come on, let's go to my locker room. I want to talk."

I followed him to his locker room. When we got there, he shut the door and took his hair out of its ponytail.

He looked like a completely different person with his hair down. With his hair up, his face was more defined and looked more detailed, but with his hair down, his features softened. While he did look great with his hair up, I liked him a lot more with his hair down.

"I'm going to put a shirt on," He said.

"Okay." I nodded.

He began digging around his bag for a shirt.

It may sound cliché, especially with his current character, but Tyler would make a great model. And with all the selfies he takes, he already has the headshots.

He finally found a shirt, and he began putting it on.

I frowned. I've never thought any of these things before. I'm around Tyler all the time, and, sure, I do think he's attractive, but I've never just sat and stared at him before. I feel a little creepy, and that means something coming from me.

Once he put the shirt on, he turned around to look at me.

I must have still been frowning, because he asked, "Are you okay?"

"Oh, yeah," I said, nodding. I made sure I smiled. "I'm fine."

Except I wasn't. I just suddenly realized how attractive my best friend was, and it was weird, and I felt weird, and I didn't want to make things weird.

Except I wasn't, because I just realized I have feelings for my best friend.

"There's something I need to tell you," He said.

"What is it?" I asked, frowning.

"Summer isn't going to be my manager anymore," He said.

"Why?" I asked. "You two are great together."

Not only is Summer his manager, she's also his girlfriend. Which makes my newfound feelings even weirder.

"We...broke up," He admitted. "Earlier today."

"Oh."

"We thought it would be weird if she was still my manager," He explained. "So they're going to find something else for her to do, and I'm going to be by myself."

"Oh, Tyler, I'm sorry," I said, leaning over and hugging him. Luckily, since he just had a match, he doesn't smell good. I don't need to feel any weirder than I already do.

"There's more," He said, once we stopped hugging.

"What?"

"We broke up because I like someone else," He said.

Well, there goes my chances.

"I don't know whether to say 'I'm sorry' or 'good luck'," I said, laughing softly.

"Summer's a good girl, but she's not for me," He said. "I've got my eyes on another girl. She's different than Summer. She's just different in general. She's the only person I know besides Stardust who wears contacts to the ring. And I know she can't be my manager, because she's with the Wyatts, but that doesn't mean I can't be with her."

My eyes widened. "You mean..."

"Jacklyn," He said. "I hope this doesn't ruin our friendship, but I really like you."

"It does ruin our friendship," I said. His eyes widened, and I smirked. "But that's okay. You're a great best friend, but I think you'll make an even better boyfriend."

I leaned over and kissed him.

"I like you better than Summer already."

I laughed.

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"Part man, but all model! Am I what you want? Am I who you follow? Don't try to fight it, you can't deny it. This is perfection, personified!"