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Note: This was written by mikeywaystambourine .

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"Why do we have to come with? We don't even know the guy." Pete whined.

"Because Seth said that he was going to bring a friend, and there's nothing wrong with making new friends," Andy said, smiling.

"When you say it like that, my dude, you really don't sound like a 37 year old man," Joe commented.

"Uh, yeah, I'm not really in the mood to meet two men that'll make me feel like a actual tree stump in comparison to their huge, muscular bodies," Patrick stated, keeping his eyes on the ground.

"C'mon guys, it'll be fun, I promise, I mean, it's Seth Freaking Rollins and he's really nice, I'm sure his friend will be the same. How about this - if you guys start to feel weird, we can leave, okay?" Andy suggested.

"Fine," the three men sighed in agreement.

"Why is leaving your houses such a problem?" Andy asked, quizzically.

"Because we'll be seen in public with gigantic men that'll make us look tinier than we already are," Patrick said, fiddling with his fingers.

"Speak for yourself, I'm not that short like you guys," Joe said smugly.

"Shut up, Joe!" The others said in unison.

~

"Ugh, where are they? I want to get this over and done with, so I can see my kids and not feel short," Pete complained, resting his face on his hand.

"You're getting to eat free pizza, stop complaining," Andy stated, annoyed at Pete's childish behaviour.

"Doesn't count if it's vegan," Pete grumbled softly, crossing his arms over his chest.

"I think I see them. Wait, no, it's a girl and a guy, nevermind," Joe said, craning his neck to see.

"That's Seth! I didn't know he was bringing his girlfriend. I could've brought Meredith with instead," Andy sighed, "Does she look familiar to you guys too?" Andy questioned, furrowing his brows.

"Th-that's his girlfriend? Th-they're together? Uh, that's [Y/N][L/N], she's a WWE Diva," Patrick said, slouching, misery evident on his face.

"She's hot!" Pete said, "Hey, isn't she that chick that you record and watch on your TV all day?"

"Uh, no, I don't watch her all day, just whenever she happens to be on TV. I'm not obsessed," Patrick said, unnecessarily defending himself.

"Whatever man, what you do while you watch her matches behind closed doors are your business," Joe smirked knowingly, leaving Patrick's cheeks a tinge of pink.

You and Seth walked into the restaurant, his muscular arm draped around your shorter frame while the two of you were deep in conversation, something he said made you chuckle while he watched you and smiled. None of you noticed the four men staring at this common occurrence between the two of you. Seth searched the restaurant for Andy and was met with four pairs of eyes already looking his way; you and him quickly made your way over to the booth.

"Hey man, how you've been?" Seth said, quickly man-hugging Andy.

"I'm great man," Andy said, smiling, "these are my friends; Joe, Patrick and Pete".

"Nice to you meet you guys," Seth said shaking each guy's hand, "This is [Y/N][L/N], current Diva's champion," Seth said, beaming with pride.

But Patrick knew that already, he watched and recorded that match of yours while he was supposed to be working on the new album with the guys. He sat on a couch, getting really flustered when you came out with your practiced entrance. He got excited when you had the upper hand - which was most of the time - and when you performed your signature on your opponent, he couldn't help but yell loudly, the moments that she retaliated and got a few hits in had him frustrated; he hated to see you get hurt.

You greeted each of them by shaking their hands, all the while, Patrick kept drinking his Coke and watching you, getting more and more nervous the closer you got. He was so lost in thought that he didn't realise that he was staring at you, his straw still in his mouth until Pete snapped him out of his trance, leaving him looking like a deer in the headlights. Patrick looked up at you, your hand out stretched, a huge smile on your face. He stretched out his hand towards you and was about to greet you but hiccuped instead. You covered your mouth and giggled, making Patrick's face redder than a stoplight.

You ended up sitting next to Patrick, his nervousness growing, he only hoped that he could make a coherent sentence while talking to you. When you sat down, you surprised him, you were shorter than he thought, a bonus for him. With Seth on the other side of you, his arm resting lazily on top of the part of the booth behind your head, Patrick was left to wonder whether you and Seth were a couple or not.

When Andy and Seth began talking about Crossfit, you unexpectedly turned to Patrick and began a conversation with him. You asked him questions about the band and music in general, genuinely interested in his knowledge of something you were clueless about. You listened to him explain how he works various sounds together to create songs, with the help of Pete, Andy and Joe. You watched, in awe of his musical genius. You played it coy and flirted a little, the rest of the table not noticing your slight touches on Patrick's arm or thigh, only he did, and he was losing his ability to speak.

"So, am I going to see you again?" You said, twirling your hair around your finger.

"Uh, yeah! I-I mean only i-if you wanted to, I would love it, I love you! I-In a platonic way of course. That's a funny word, isn't it? Platonic, strange wor-," Patrick rambled.

"Just give me your phone so I can put my number in," You said, putting your hand out for his phone, giggling at his nervousness.

"Y-yeah, sure," He said, nervously searching through all of his pockets for his phone.

Once you took your phone from him, you quickly typed your number into his phone, adding a black heart emoji next to your name. You were astounded at your own boldness this past half hour, you were never this confident, but having the guy you thought was cute be more nervous than you, made you feel better, you weren't the only one for once.

After getting to know one another, you all decided to leave, although, Patrick still wasn't sure if you and Seth were an item yet.

~

"C'mon man, you gotta man up, it's now or never. She's your dream girl, just do it," Patrick said, hyping himself up.

From Patrick: "Hey there, [Y/N]. Would you like to hang out sometime this week? If you don't, it's okay."

From [Y/N]: "Patrick! Hey! I would love to see you again but I'm not sure when I'll be able to see you, I've got to go to gym every day and I have meetings all week :("

From Patrick: "Oh, :/ maybe some other time then?"

From [Y/N]: "Maybe I could find some time to meet up with you. How about lunch at 1? :)"

From Patrick: "That sounds great, I know this really amazing restaurant that offers healthy options too. Is Wednesday okay with you?"

From [Y/N]: "I think I know the one. Wednesday is perfect :) See you there ❤"

From Patrick: "See you there."

From Patrick: "Wait, you just said that."

From Patrick: "I'll see you on Wednesday❤❤"

From Patrick: "The second heart was an accident."

From Patrick: "Not that I don't like you. I love you."

From Patrick: "I mean in a platonic way. Did I just mess this up?"

From [Y/N]: "No, you're sweet. See you on Wednesday. No need to reply. ;)"

Patrick facepalmed after reading your last message. He blew it, he could picture it now, after the date, he'd try to kiss you and you'd get weirded out and reject him or tell him that Seth was your boyfriend. Too busy imagining his dreams being crushed, Patrick failed to hear Pete enter his home, until he was actually standing in front of him.

"Earth to Patrick," Pete said, snapping his fingers in front of Patrick, shaking him from his thoughts, "What's going on with you, man? You good?"

"I'm nervous, dude. [Y/N] and I are going out on a date on Wednesday and I'm scared that I'll screw everything up, more than I have already," he huffed, shaking his head at the thoughts of how he embarrassed himself multiple times.

"Are you sure that it's a date?"

"What do you mean?"

"Uh, isn't she dating that giant Seth guy?" Pete questioned, "I mean, I wouldn't wanna risk being the other man in that relationship, that guy looks like he eats guys like us for breakfast, and he does back flips!" Pete said.

"Thanks man, that made me feel soo much better."

"Glad I could be of service, man," Pete smiled to himself gleefully.

"Do you not get sarcasm? Dude, I'm freaking the hell out and you're not helping!" Patrick said, basically screaming.

"Chill out man, everything will be fine, in case you forgot, she wanted YOUR number, and even after you embarrassed yourself in front of her, she still wanted to get to know you better," Pete said encouragingly before adding, "And I saw how she watched you when you were talking about music, she definitely had a lady boner for you," Pete said, finishing his pep talk.

"Wow, thanks Pete, I don't know where I'd be without you right now," Patrick said sincerely.

"No problem man, I'm pretty sure that you're never going to get a girl as hot as [Y/N], so you're going to need all the help that you can get," Pete said, walking to the kitchen to steal Patrick's food as usual.

Patrick sighed and ran a hand through his hair out of stress, knocking his fedora off in the process. He still felt somewhat nervous, despite Pete's reassuring words; he hadn't been on a date in a long time.

~

"Shit, I can't do this, I can't do this, she's going to reject me, Seth is probably her boyfriend and he's going to kill me, oh fuck, I can't do this," Patrick panicked, nervously pacing across his living room.

"Dude, I'm not going to repeat my pep talk, just calm down, if anything goes wrong, I'll be here," Pete said, walking into the living room with microwaved mini pizzas.

"Yeah, eating my food," Patrick scoffed.

"Hey, I'm helpful," Pete said defensively, his mouth full with a mini pizza.

~

You arrived at the restaurant first, you were excited to finally be going on a date with an actual nice guy and not one of those wannabe actors that would rather talk about how often they're in the gym than making actual human conversation. A few minutes later, Patrick arrived, nervously adjusting his fedora before walking over to your table, nearly crashing into a waiter in the process but quickly moving out of the way.

"Smooth moves, Patrick," You said, giggling at his clumsiness.

"Holy smokes," he whispered to himself, loving the way that his name came out of your mouth.

"Did you say something?" You asked.

"Uh, no, I-I mean yeah, what are you having to drink?" Patrick said, mentally thanking himself for saving himself.

"I'll probably have a fruit smoothie, what about you?" You asked.

"I'm more of an ice tea kinda g-,"

"May I take your order?" The waitress interrupted.

"A peach iced tea and a mango smoothie please," You answered, slightly annoyed at the interruption.

"Coming right up," The waitress said, winking at you before walking away.

"So, you're in a band, how do you do it? I mean, the writing, recording and touring, you must be really busy all the time," You asked, genuinely interested.

Patrick blushed slightly, remembering Pete's words, "Yeah, it's a lot but I'm with my best friends so it's a lot of fun, although, I haven't been on a date in months, I mean, there is the odd drunk girl at a party that'll flirt with me but it's not genuine. I'm pretty sure that no sober girl is actually interested in me," Patrick said, cringing slightly at his self-deprecating words and the thoughts of the drunk girls throwing themselves at him.

"Oh please, you can't be serious, I'm sure girls would kill to be in my shoes right now, and I can assure you, I'm the same level of sober that Brendon was drunk in the History of Fall Out Boy video," You said, flirting with Patrick.

"Y-You know my music?" Patrick asked, shocked.

"Of course. I love it, it's perfect for when I'm at the gym," You answered.

"Oh, I had no idea, I have to admit, I-I'm a huge fan of yours, I watched you win your title the other night," Patrick said, slowly gaining confidence to speak freely.

"Wow, I-I'm flattered, Trick," You said, accidentally stuttering, your inner fangirl coming out.

Patrick noticed your nervousness increasing and started to feel his die down.

"I know this is really blunt but there's something I need to know," Patrick said, taking a deep breath before asking, "Are you and Seth dating?"

You burst out with laughter at his question.

"Oh my gosh, no ways, Seth is like a brother to me, I could never date him, and besides, I've got a crush on someone right now, and he's pretty damn adorable," You answered, winking at Patrick.

It took a while but Patrick finally understood what you meant and when it did, he was stunned. Luckily he didn't have to say much as the waitress came back, waiting to take both your orders. With Patrick unable to speak, you ordered a pizza for the two of you to share. Once the pizza arrived you both started eating in comfortable silence. With there being eight slices, you having had your four, and Patrick just finishing his third, you still felt slightly hungry, you were just at the gym this morning, both you and Patrick reached for his slice, your hands jolting back from the sudden feeling of each other, redness creeping up on both of your cheeks, at the realization.

"You can have it, I don't need it, as you can see," Patrick said, gesturing to his body.

"Patrick, you're beautiful," You said, holding his hand lovingly, "but I'm also really hungry so thanks," You added, grabbing the last slice with your other hand and taking a huge bite.

Once you finished the last slice, Patrick called the waitress over to bring you two the check, the cause of your first argument.

"I'll get it, don't worry, Trick," You said.

"No, I'm a gentlemen, I want to pay," He argued.

"But I also want to pay, I'm not here to mooch off of you," You retorted.

"Would somebody just pay?" The waitress said, annoyed.

"Wanna go halfsies?" Patrick asked.

"Sure hun," You said, giggling.

After paying, you two got up and hugged. You felt confident and went in for a kiss on the cheek. Patrick's cheeks that were once it's normal colour was now a pinkish hue.

~2 months later~

"You're gonna do great baby, I just know it, there's no way that you're going to lose," Patrick said, holding your hands in his.

"But baaabe, I've never fought against her before and anything can happen, there is no set winner!" You said, still feeling anxious about defending your title.

"Look at me, I've seen you do this before and you can sure as hell do it again, I believe in you babe," Patrick said, kissing you to alleviate your nervous energy.

"Thank you Trick," You said, blushing.

You went off to get ready to go out while Patrick stood at one of the TV'S that were broadcasting the show. He loved supporting you and he couldn't wait for you to be able to take a vacation so you could join him on his tour.

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