Parts of this are in italics, and those are things that happened earlier in the day (flashbacks, I guess).

This one-shot was requested by WWERocksfanfic . You didn't give an artist, but I'm pretty sure this is the song you meant. :)

(Also, I'm sure you have nothing against being called Bella, but it seemed like something Dean would say. You'll see what I mean when you read it. xD)

Enjoy!

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The Way - Ariana Grande feat. Mac Miller

Annabella and Paige walked backstage, exhausted after their match. It was a number one contender's match for AJ's Divas Championship and Annabella, or Carson as she was known on-screen, won.

"So, how are things with you and lover boy?" Paige asks, smirking.

"Well, we got into a fight earlier..." Annabella trails off, looking down.

"Aw, that sucks," Paige says. "What happened? Or is it personal? Because I don't want to intrude - "

Annabella cuts her off, laughing. "It's fine, Paige."

She begins telling the Brit what happened.

***

"Come on, Bella, hurry up!" Dean Ambrose, Annabella's boyfriend of two years, complains.

They were in their hotel room, getting ready to head to the arena, and she was taking too long.

"I told you not to call me Bella," She says from the bathroom.

"Well, if you hurried up, I wouldn't have to call you Bella," Dean shoots back.

Annabella stomps out of the bathroom. "There. I'm done. We can go now... Ambooty."

"Don't call me that," Dean says, as they walk out of the room.

"Don't call me Bella," She says.

"Fine, I won't... Bella," He says.

"Ambooty."

***

"That's what you argued about?" Paige asks, raising an eyebrow and stopping.

"No," Annabella says, stopping and leaning against the wall. "I was getting there!"

"Sorry..."

***
Dean and Annabella walked outside, holding hands. They had stopped calling each other names and had made a truce.

As they walked to the car, a little girl ran up to them, grinning.

"Carson! Dean Ambrose!" She exclaimed. "Can I get your autographs?"

Annabella smiled. "Of course!"

She signed her poster, as well as Dean.

"Are you two dating?" The little girl asked.

Annabella glanced at Dean and smiled. "Yes, we are."

"Are you guys going to get married one day?" She asked.

Before Annabella opened her mouth, Dean said, "No." He started walking away.

"Did I make him mad?" The girl asked, frowning.

"No, he's just moody sometimes," Annabella said, smirking. "Don't tell him I said that, though."

She grinned again. "I won't."

"I need to go see if he's okay," Annabella said. "It was nice meeting you!"

Annabella headed over to the car, where Dean was sitting in the driver's seat, but he hadn't turned the car on. She got in the passenger seat, shut the door, and looked at him.

"What was that about?" She asked.

"What?" He asked, not looking at her.

"You made that little girl upset!" Annabella exclaims.

"Well, she shouldn't have asked a dumb question," Dean said, putting the key in the ignition and starting the car.

"You didn't even let me have a say in it," She said.

"The answer is still no."

"What's wrong with marriage?" She asked. "What do you have against it?"

"Anna - "

"Is it me?" She asked, suddenly. "It's not that you don't want to get married, is it? You just don't want to marry me..."

"Annabella..."

"It's true, isn't it?"

Dean didn't reply. He kept his eyes on the road. Annabella didn't bother saying anything else.

***

"Oh, my God," Paige says, incredulously.

"Yeah..."

"I'm sorry, Anna," Paige says. She sighs. "I need to go do Total Divas stuff, but if you need me, text me, okay?"

"Thanks, Paige," She says, smiling.

The girls hug before heading in separate directions. Annabella walks down the hall before being shoved into the wall, knocking the breath out of her. When she looked into his eyes, she sighed.

"Dean..."

"Annabella, we need to talk," Dean says.

"No." Dean had her pinned against the walk, so this wasn't a very effective thing to say.

Dean looked into her eyes before kissing her. Annabella kissed him back before remembering she was mad at him. She shoved him.

"Dean, I'm mad at you," She says, frowning. Her legs felt like jelly after that kiss, but she didn't let it show.

"Please, just hear me out."

She sighs. "Fine."

"Annabella, you're my first serious girlfriend," Dean says. "I want you to be my only serious girlfriend. In the past, if I got in an argument with my exes, I didn't care. I just waited for them to come crawling back. But it's different with you. You consume my thoughts, Annabella. I couldn't think of anything but you. I realized I was being a dick, but I didn't want to tell you."

"Tell me what?" She asks.

He takes a deep breath. "Annabella... Marriage fucking scares me."

She giggles. "Is that it?" He nods. "Dean, it's fine. I can wait until you're ready. I don't see myself marrying anybody but you. You make me feel this certain way and I love it."

He grins. "I love you, Bella."

"I love you, too, Ambooty."

She grabs his head and her lips crash into his. It was like they had gone a year without each other, instead of a few hours. It was like they needed each other's lips to survive, which, in all honesty, wasn't too far off.

"Bloody hell!" Paige exclaims. "Get a room, you two!"

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"You give me that kinda something. Want it all the time, need it everyday. On a scale of one to ten I'm at 100. Never get it off, I can't stay away."