#but Roman losing because he just couldn’t help himself to hit Rollins is just beautiful

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Seth Rollins forever being a thorn in Roman Reigns’ side is like crack to me, a forever Shield girly.

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The First

Request: You and Sami have been friends for years and dated in high school. Now you are both in WWE together. After you rekindle your romance one night, you start a new relationship with him but what happens when you hit a roadblock?  Fluffy/Angsty/Smutty. It’s got it all.- Idea request from @bizclizbaybay

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They say that your heart never forgets your first love and I know that to be true. For a fact. No question.

When I was sixteen years old, I fell head over heels for a sweet, cute, wrestling fanatic named Sami Zayn.

We did everything together. He treated me like I was a princess, even back then. We went to prom together, spent our summers together, went to wrestling shows together and perhaps most importantly, we lost our virginity to each other.

I remember not even being scared. He was almost hyperventilating as he hovered above me, his hands shaking as he put on the condom, but I wasn’t scared for a second. He was everything in the world to me, so losing my virginity to my best friend just seemed right.

I don’t want to mess this up.

You won’t, Sami. I promise.

Only he did mess it up.

Several years later he started training heavily at a wrestling school and then went on a tour with his first promotion. Days apart turned into weeks. The phone calls got more and more hurried. We talked less and less about anything but wrestling. He was so focused, it was all he could think about.

I was training on my own at the school where he started out. My dreams of being a wrestler were just as finite and real as his but I always made time for him.

Finally, I had enough.

With one phone call, we got in a massive argument about his desire to choose wrestling over me. He basically said he didn’t have a choice, wrestling was his life. I felt like the wind had been knocked out of me. I cried and cried; he tried to comfort me but eventually I hung up on him.

I watched his continued success while I trained for my own. Every time I saw him on tv, my heart broke all over again. I was so happy he was living his dreams but I was so angry that I couldn’t be a part of them. Why wasn’t I one of his dreams anymore?

I had finally made it to NXT. Ecstatic didn’t even cover it. I had worked my ass of to be there and Hunter himself had hand picked me. I couldn’t ask for higher praise than to be one of Hunter’s kids.

Over the years, I had made lots of friends in the wrestling business. One of them being Seth Rollins. We started out talking on Twitter, oddly enough, but he had really been a big help in getting me the opportunity to go in front of Hunter and the rest of the NXT trainers.

“What do you think?” Seth walked up behind me, as I stood in the gym staring at it like it was the Taj Mahal or something.

“I’m scared,” I laughed nervously “Petrified…that I’m gonna screw this up.”

“You won’t,” he patted me on the shoulder “You got your training in, you wanna come over and hang out with some of the guys?”

Lots of wrestlers had apartments near the training facilities. Some of them even shared them, using them at different times.

“Yeah,” I sighed hesitantly “Sure.”

The minute I walked into Seth’s apartment, I wanted to run out.

Sitting on the couch, wedged between Xavier and Roman…was Sami.

They were caught up in a taping for Up Up Down Down. Seth pressed a finger to his lips and then leaned over to me.

“It’s almost over.”

I nodded, swallowing the lump in my throat. My eyes glued to the redhead. His tongue was creeping ever so slightly out of the corner of his lips as he concentrated on the game.

I silently congratulated myself on wearing something half way decent. I had on a pretty sundress and had managed to curl my hair in the less than large dressing area I had been given at the gym.

Finally, Sami threw his hands up in defeat and Roman laughed in victory.

Xavier started to wrap up the video and before long they were done.

Seth stepped into the room and picked up some empty beer bottles, just out of screen.

“You guys are so fucking messy,” he grumbled.

“We’re men, Seth!” Roman stood up “It’s what we do.”

“You guys met, Y/N yet? She’s part of the latest draft to NXT.”

It was only then that Sami looked up from his phone and his eyes froze on me.

“Nice to meet you guys,” I smiled.

Xavier and Roman both walked to greet me, before going into the kitchen for more beer.

Sami sat staring.

“Sami,” I finally spoke “It’s uh, it’s good to see you.”

“Yeah,” he stood up.

“I didn’t know you were going to be here,” I whispered as he got closer to me.

He reached out his hand and brushed the back of it down my cheek, a little smile turning up on his face. His touch on my skin felt like fire.

“You uh, you look beautiful,” he whispered back.

“Thank you,” I felt my cheeks blushing “Long time no see.”

“Too long,” he shook his head “Way to long.”

I fidgeted nervously under his gaze.

“Sami,” I laughed “Stop staring at me like that.”

“I can’t,” his tongue licked his lower lip “I don’t want to.”

“Sami, I…”

Before I got the words out, his hands took my face firmly and his mouth pressed against mine. I felt myself gasp but then I relaxed into the familiarity of his touch. He tasted like the beer he had just drank, as his tongue plunged deeper against mine. The room felt like it was spinning as each kiss turned into another, then another. I could hear his breathing reverberating loudly in my ears, needy and longing.

Finally, he pulled his lips away.

“Sami,” I shook my head “You shouldn’t have done that.”

“I know,” he kept his eyes glued to mine “I shouldn’t do a lot of things. Like jump off ladders or get put through tables or…leaving you in the first place.”

“Sami, I don’t want to talk about it,” I felt tears starting to form “I haven’t talked to you in years….”

“And then you show up here,” he took my arms in his hands “Looking so grown up and so beautiful…And I feel like the biggest idiot in the world because I tried to find you...I tried to call you…And I just gave up. I gave up on you, on us.”

“That was a long time ago, Sami,” I shook my head “We’ve both moved on…”

“I haven’t,” he answered quickly, his thumbs rubbing my arms “I think about you all the time.”

I couldn’t hide the look on my face.

“Me too,” I sighed “But, that part of our lives is over and…”

“Go out with me,” he interrupted me “Just one date.”

“What?” I laughed, his hands letting go of me.

“Tonight,” he urged “I was supposed to hang here with the guys but let’s just go. Anywhere you want.”

“I don’t think that’s a good idea,” I reached for my purse where I had sat it on a table “I probably need to just leave.”

I got the door halfway open before his hand came up beside me and grabbed it.

“Please?”

I heard the pleading in his voice as it was about to crack.

“Sami,” I whispered, leaning backwards against his chest.

I couldn’t see him but I could feel his warm breath against my ear.

“Please?”

I sank closer to his chest and his hand let go of the door, wrapping softly around my waist.

“Just one date,” he sighed “Just give me one chance.”

“Fine,” I managed to speak “Seth knows where I’m staying. I’ll see you at eight.”

I pulled the door back open and left as quickly as I could.

I stared at myself a hundred times in the mirror in my hotel room. I had tried on everything I had brought twice. I had also contemplated several times on backing out.

I knew if I went on this date, I would be hooked again. I had been trying for years to find a guy like Sami. I compared every man I was with to him. Nobody ever measured up. Not even close.

I smoothed the material of my green dress. It was pretty. It was also one of Sami’s favorite colors. At least it was the last time I knew him. Although today, it had felt like nothing had changed.

I was startled out of my thoughts by the knock on the door. I took in a deep breath and moved toward it.

On the other side, I found Sami dressed in a dress shirt and jeans. He looked adorable and I silently cursed him for it.

“Hey,” he smiled.

“Hey,” I managed to breathe out.

“You still like Thai food?”

“Yeah,” I nodded “Still my favorite.”

“Then let’s go,” he held his arm out to me and I cautiously took it.

Dinner went well, although uneventful. We talked about wrestling, about our families, about people we went to high school with. Anything and everything but the elephant in the room. The way we broke up.

After dinner, he took me back and as we walked down the hall, I couldn’t take it anymore.

I inserted the key in the door and turned to him.

“I think you should come in. There’s something we need to talk about.”

He knew right away. He nodded, following me inside.

Sami sat down on a chair by the window and propped his elbows on his knees, clenching his eyes shut tightly for a second.

“The last time I ever spoke to you was on the phone,” I started “You broke up with me on the phone.”

“I was twenty one,“ he stood up “And stupid! I thought you’d come back…You never did.”

“I thought you would come back…But you forgot about me,” I whispered as my fingers already were wiping at tears.

“I never forgot you,” he looked angry “Never. I guess I thought that somewhere down the line, once I got my career going, that we would…We would figure it all out.”

“You were the only man I ever loved Sami,” I raised my voice “You were my best friend and then one day, you were just gone from my life!”

He opened his mouth to speak but I wouldn’t let him.

“You traveled around the world, meeting new people, seeing new things! I stayed in Canada. I was all alone and all I had was going to the gym every day and missing you! I missed you for so long…It hurt so bad…”

My voice became nothing but a whisper as I sat down on the bed.

“It hurt so bad to know that you didn’t even look for me. Not even when you came home…”

“I was never home,” he sank down beside me “I never came home and when I did, it was for like a day and I would ask about you. I would ask my parents where you were and they said you were training and you seemed happy and…”

“And what? That was reason enough to ignore me?” I stared at him, with tears streaming down my face.

“No,” he brushed my hair behind my ear “I just didn’t want to ruin things for you.”

“Bullshit,” I spat at him.

“I was fucking scared, ok?” he stood up and started to pace “I knew I had screwed things up with you really bad and I figured you didn’t want to see me.”

“Why would I ever not want to see you?!” I stood up “For God’s sake Sami, I love you!”

I gasped, capping my hand over my mouth. That had just slipped out. There was no taking it back.

“You love me?” he moved closer.

“I didn’t mean,” I shook my head slowly.

“I love you,” he said hoarsely, pressing our foreheads together.

I sniffed back tears, our faces so close.

“I don’t want to love you,” I sobbed “I want to be mad at you.”

“You can be mad at me,” he whispered “I deserve it.”

I raised my hands up, sliding them across his beard and cupping his face.

“I deserve you to hate me,” he continued “But if you say you love me again…”

“I love you Sami,” I managed to get out.

“I never stopped,” he brought his mouth to mine.

My fingers scratched at his beard as our kisses deepened again.

“I missed you,” he breathed into my mouth “I thought you’d never want to see me again.”

“I didn’t,” I gasped “Because I knew it would hurt.”

“Does it hurt?” he nipped at my lower lip with a light kiss.

“No,” I shook my head.

My hands went to the buttons of his shirt and he moaned softly.

“You sure about this?” he gasped, as I pushed it off his shoulders.

“Are you?” I looked up into his eyes.

His hands immediately reached around to the zipper of my dress. It fell around my feet and I kicked it aside. I slowly unhooked my bra and slid it off. His eyes grew wide for a second, before he started working on his belt. Before long, we were both naked in front of each other. It felt just as natural as it had all those years ago.

He picked me up, legs tightly around his waist and carried me back to the bed. Our mouths never parting.

Sami laid me softly on my back and then climbed over me. His mouth went to my throat and he kissed small, frequent kisses down the side of it.

“Please don’t let this be a dream,” he moaned against my skin.

I ran my fingers through his hair as he moved down to the base of my throat. Then he raised up to look into my eyes.

“I promise you,” he whispered breathlessly “I will never hurt you again…You believe me?”

His eyes. Those damn beautiful eyes.

“I believe you,” I nodded, bringing his lips to mine.

He lightly kissed me, raising up to kiss my forehead.

Sami slowly positioned his hips between my thighs, his hands roaming softly up and down my body. He eased into me slowly and we both moaned at exactly the same time. It felt like coming home, so familiar but also so exciting because we had been deprived for so long.

“Sami,” I gripped his shoulders as he lowered back down over me.

 He smiled, his hands resting on either side of my head.

“Baby,” I finally breathed out.

He picked up his pace a little.

“My sweet girl,” he laughed nervously “You’re still the most perfect girl I’ve ever seen.”

I hooked one leg around his waist as I felt him start to go deeper inside me.

“Sami, don’t stop,” I whispered, my fingers grasping his shoulders tighter.

“I’m not, baby,” he kissed me quickly on the lips “If I could stay here with you forever, I would.”

I felt him brushing against my g-spot and I dug my heel into his muscular back.

“Right there?” he whispered, a pleased smile curving on his perfect face.

I nodded, pulling his mouth down to mine. His lips moved to kissing a trail down my chin and then onto my throat.

His mouth broke away, as I felt him twitch inside me.

“Shit,” he groaned, trying his best to hold back for me.

“It’s ok,” I gasped, as I felt my orgasm start to pulse.

He slowed his thrusts, as his hips snapped against mine and he released inside me as I came completely undone beneath him.

He stilled over me, as both our bodies calmed down.

“It was better than I remembered,” I finally broke the silence.

He laughed, pulling out of me and rolling onto the bed. His arm immediately jutted out to pull me onto his chest. He was holding me so tight, I could barely breathe.

We fell back into our relationship fairly well. We had been twenty one when things ended but despite the fact we had aged separately, we still seemed to fit together.

Everything was going great.. When things go that good, that’s when I start to worry.

I didn’t have to worry long.

I had moved into Sami’s house after a few months and I knew marriage wouldn’t be that far away.

I had been a breakout in NXT and made it to the main Raw roster. I was incredibly relieved because it meant more time with Sami and we could always travel together.

I made numerous friends on the rosters, especially Kevin and Finn. They were such a huge part of Sami’s wrestling years and it was nice to get to know them.

Then. I missed my period.

It wasn’t that unusual for me. A few days or even a week.

But this went on for over a month.

I started feeling slightly nauseas and just…weird.

I requested no in ring competition because I wasn’t feeling well. Sami just thought I had the flu or something.

At first, I didn’t tell him. He was finally getting a big push in a feud with Seth and I didn’t want to distract him.

However, as the days ticked by I knew I needed to let him in on what was going on with me.

We got back to the hotel late one night after he had an amazing win over Seth. He was riding on cloud nine and I was about to knock him barreling off it.

“I’m so proud of you, baby,” I hugged him after he continued to gush about the match.

“I think I’m finally hitting my stride on the main roster,” he grinned “And you have that awesome feud with Charlotte that’s building.”

I wanted to cry. I was finally getting a feud with the women’s champion and if I was pregnant, that was all gone. My dream of going for the title, gone just like that. Not to mention, I was afraid of Sami’s reaction.

“Yeah, it’s really great,” I forced a smile.

“What’s wrong, baby?” he made me sit down on the bed and ran his hand up my bare arm.

“Sami, we need to talk…”

His eyes immediately filled with fear and I knew he was thinking the worst.

“I love you,” I began “I love you so much and I don’t want to do anything that would…”

“Are you leaving me?” he deadpanned.

“What?” I laughed “No, of course not. Why would you think something like that?”

His eyes fell to the mattress and he took hold of my hand.

“You’re just acting so serious,” he let out a sigh “What’s wrong?”

“Sami, I,” I was trying to think of the right thing to say.

He squeezed my hand.

“You can tell me anything, baby. You know that.”

“Sami, I think I’m pregnant,” I looked up at him.

I was expecting a frown, anger, something negative. Instead, I got a little smile that curved on his lips and his eyes lit up a little.

“Really?” he laughed happily.

“Well, I haven’t taken the test yet,” I reached for my purse “But I bought one and I thought you could sit with me…I’m scared.”

He reached out and pulled my head close to him, kissing my temple.

“Don’t be scared. I’m right here. Whatever that test says, we’ll be good, ok?”

I nodded.

A few minutes later, I went back into the bathroom to check the little stick that was going to decide the rest of my life.

“What’s it say?” Sami walked in and leaned against the doorway.

“Pregnant,” I answered, still holding the stick in my hands.

“Are you serious?” Sami picked me up and spun me around “We’re gonna have a baby?”

I nodded but I was already crying.

“What?” he put me down, his hands gripping my face “You’re not happy?”

“No, I am, I am,” I whispered hoarsely “It’s just…What about my job? I can’t wrestle. I can’t have my feud with Charlotte or anyone else….I won’t have a job at all, Sami! What am I gonna do?”

The realization set in that without being able to wrestle, what would I do? Wrestling was all I knew.

“Hey,” he pulled me close to him “We’ll figure all that out, ok? Right now, let’s just be happy.”

“I am,” I nodded, muffled against his shoulder.

He scooped me up in his arms and carried me back to the bed. I lay down, cuddled against his side.

His fingers laced with mine and a little smile formed on his lips.

“What?” I laughed.

“You wanna marry me?”

“Seriously?” I sat up.

“Yeah,” he sat up beside me “I mean I was going to ask you on New Year’s but now seems like a good time.”

He chuckled.

“You were?” I felt myself start to cry again.

The hormones had started.

“Of course,” his hand stroked my cheek “Baby, you’ve always been the only girl for me. I’m just grateful I got a second chance.”

“So you’re not marrying me because you knocked me up?” I kidded at him.

“No,” he laughed “Although, I think you’re even sexier now.”

“Oh yeah?”

“Mhm,” he covered my lips with his.

I explained everything to Hunter and Steph a few days later. They were surprisingly ecstatic for us. I was immediately offered a job with Creative until I was ready to go back to wrestling.

“Told you it would all work out,” Sami cuddled me in the hallway, dressed for his match.

“You think you know everything, don’t you Sami Zayn?” I wrapped my arms tighter around him.

“I know that I am the happiest man in the world tonight,” he brushed my hair out of my eyes “I have a beautiful fiancé, a baby on the way and tonight, I become Universal Champion.”

“You didn’t tell me!” I squealed.

“I’ve got to have some surprises too,” he laughed, kissing me on the nose just before his music hit.

I watched him rush out, for the match of his career and wrapped my arms around myself.

First loves are never forgotten and sometimes, if you’re lucky…You have a chance to make everything right.