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UFC Girl

Pairing: Nate Diaz x Y/N

Description: You had recently come into the light of being part of the UFC girls, that pretty much stood there and looked pretty. Even though you have been training about 80% of your life to be a fighter, this could be your step into the UFC world, and a step closer to Dana white. But, along the way, you meet the wild, give no fuck, Stockton Slugger, Nate Diaz.

Warnings:language, angst, smoking weed, alcohol, anxiety

Stood in your hotel room right smack dab in the middle of Las Vegas, in font of the body mirror, you adjusted your shorts a little, and then your sports bra.

I like stupid

You thought to yourself as you wore the super revealing clothes, but at least the training has paid off in. your favor and don't look terrible in the costume.

"5 minutes ladies! 5 minutes!" You heard the event coordinator yell down the hallway letting everyone know they had to be in the lobby, and on the bus in 5 minutes. You adjusted your hair, and gave your make up a once over, before grabbing your UFC track jacket and zipped it up. Looking once more, you rolled your eyes and scoffed and left the room.

"Y/N!" You heard a loud squeaky voice calling.

"Aren't you excited?" The girl with long blonde hair, big tits, and a perfect smile said. Or as you would call her, Jenny, your best friend.

"Eh, I guess." You said as she interlocked her arm in yours. You two were complete opposites, but have been at each others side since elementary school.

"Listen, I know this isn't what you wanted to do in the UFC, but it's a step towards it. You will get there, I've watched you my whole life and you don't let anything get in your way." She said as you two and a few other girls entered the elevator.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah." You said with a slight smile.

"Well have fun, and I heard there's an after party up on the top floor in the pent house. So we'll have fun tonight, probably sleep all day tomorrow on the off day, deal with the hangover, then its fight day, and we all know thats what you really want to see." She said raising an eyebrow. The elevator opened and you all walked out meeting the coordinator by the front door in the lobby.

"Nate Diaz is literally your favorite fighter, and you cant hide it from me so I know you are excited for that." She said in a whisper.

Not only was he your favorite fighter, but he's hot as fuck. His floor work is amazing, and those strikes always land. Might of had a bit of a crush on him, but also you looked up to him in the fighting sense.

"alright ladies, tonight is the weigh in. 5 of you were hand picked by Dana to stand on stage, and the rest will stand else where so can I have, Stacy, Jessica, Hailey, Jenny, and Y/N come up here please." The coordinator said. You and Jenny looked at each other in shock because this was your guys first event and you got chose over veteran girls.

"You 5 will be going in the transit that is parked out back by the fighters buses. You have to enter where they enter and there will be someone there to put you where you need to go when you get there." He explained quickly and then the 5 of you went to the back entrance to get in your transit.

You stood mingling with Jenny and the rest of the girls while you waited. You heard the door behind you but didn't turn around and look.

"Y/n...." Jenny said looking passed you.

"what?" You said looking at her confused. She just raised and eyebrow, looked at you and then looked back passed you. With a confused look on your face, you turned and saw why she was being weird.

"Oh my god." You whispered turning back to her, then turning back around. It was Nate, you looked at him in awe. Only a few feet from you, the best fighter you've ever seen, also probably the hottest. He sparked up a joint and you watched as he did so. Slowly his eyes scanned all the girls and then for some reason, locked with yours. He gave you his signature smile, making you turn around back to Jenny.

"OMG, OMG, OMG." She silently yelled.

"Alright ladies, let's get a move on it." You heard a women say ushering you to the transit van. Piling in one by one, and you being he last, before the door could close, you and Nate locked eyes again, but was cut off quickly by the door closing.

"Y/N, you have to say something to him next time you see him." Jenny said scooting close to you.

"I cant, he doesn't know me. I'm a nobody. Just a girl with tits, an ass, in small clothes, thats all he cares about." You said leaning back in your seat.

"Stop it. Just do it and stop being a pussy." She said scoffing and then pouting. It was about a 10 minutes drive to the arena, but pulling up finally, you all got out of the van and entered into the arena.

"Okay girls, now we are going to head the the main stage and we wait side stage till it's time. Only about 5 minutes till it starts. Remember, if they start fighting, just move back and just stay out of the way." She explained quickly as you all walked to the side stage. All the girls took their sweatshirts off and gave them to her. Jenny looked you over fixing nay little imperfections that were needed and you did the same for her. Those 5 minutes felt like a minutes as you were being ushered onto the stage quickly being the first people up there. Smiling as you were instructed to trying not to have the resting bitch face you normally had. Still mingling every once in awhile with the girls, but then you saw Dana, and Joe walk out onto stage together and the place erupted. Dana smiling at you girls as he walked passed. Going through all the prelim fights and their weigh in felt like forever but not to bad. You were excited to see these people fight.

"And now for the main event ladies and gentleman! In the Welterweight division, Nate Diaz Vs. Tony Ferguson!!" Joe yelled into the mic as everyone cheered and clapped, including you. Tony coming onto the stage first, taking off his shirt and then stepping on the scale.

"For 5 rounds ladies and gentleman, in the welterweight division, official weight, 171!" Joe calling out Tony's weight.

"AAANNNND his opponent Nate Diaz!" Joe said once Tony stepped off. You adjusted your hair, and clothes this time as you saw him emerge from the side already with his shirt off making you stare. Coming up the stairs he looked at you for a split second and smirked before going back to a serious face and stepping on the scale. You felt your face getting red and you tried to contain it. You saw his notorious brother who stood just a couple feet from you holding Nates shirt. You were just in awe with the position you were in. Surrounded by such amazing fighters.

"Weighing in at 171!!" Same as Ferguson. Nate stepped off the scale and went over to Tony, they shook hands and took their pictures. It was going to be a pretty respectful fight and they even shook hands again. As everyone exited the stage you and the rest of the girls were last to come off. Taking your jackets from the women and putting them back on, you guys were used pretty quickly back to the transit van and brought back to the hotel. You and Jenny made your way back up to the 5th floor where your rooms were located.

"I'm going to get ready for the afterparty, you better be to." She said pointing her finger at you and you just rolled your eyes going into your room. Taking your jacket off and throwing it on the chair in the corner of the room, then walking into the bedroom and plopping onto your bed. You were already tired, and didn't know if you should go to this after party thing. You heard your phone ding on the bed next to you.

Mom: Hey sweetie how is everything going? Do you like it so far?

Me: Its going good. Just got back to the hotel, the weigh in was interesting but not bad. Just bored doing this. I want to be in the octagon. Not being eye candy.

Mom: I know sweetie, but it takes time. Make your impression, you always do a great job at that. lol

You set your phone down back on the bed and laughed thinking of the fighting you did in high school that got you in quite some trouble. You got up and went to the closet seeing the dresses you brought, and said just hell no. You found a pair of fitted jeans, and a tank top. So you opted for those. The jeans outlining your toned legs from all the kick boxing, and jujitsu you've done and the tank top showing off you toned tattooed arms. You fixed some of your make up, and put your hair half up half down, and added a bit of curl to it. You slipped on your high top vans to complete the look. You didn't want fancy, but you didn't want super casual. The make up and hair helped out the not super casual aspect. Adding a few pieces of jewelry to top it off and giving yourself a once over. You heard your phone ding again taking you out of your trance of the mirror. You walked over and opened the text.

Mom: Oh and I was waiting till you were done with the weigh in, but Eddie showed up looking for you.

You rolled your eyes. Eddie is your ex boyfriend/ ex trainer. You found him cheating on you with his assistant that you also worked very close with at one point.

Me: Did you tell him to fuck off?

Mom: No, I told him you weren't here and wanted nothing to do with him.

Me: Good enough.

You slipped your phone into your pocket and heard a knock at your door. You want over and opened it and it was Jenny.

"Look at you looking all cute and shit." She said looking you up and down. You looked at her and she wore a tight pink sparkly dress, definitely her vibe.

"Look at you trying to get some dick." You said laughing ad stepping out of your room.

"So who's throwing the after party?" You asked as you walked together to the elevator.

"Uhm, so about that." She said as you two stepped in ands hit the button for the pent house.

"Jenny.." You said looking at her.

"Nate Diaz." She blurted out. You felt your heart start pounding in your chest.

"Y/N calm down, it'll be fine, just drink, smoke, have fun." She said making you look at her. You took a deep breathe and stared her down.

"Why didn't you tell me?" You asked.

"Because I was worried you wouldn't go. Ever since you and Eddie, all you've done is go to the gym, train, work and go home. You haven't had any fun, and you are in NEED of fun. So pull the dick out of your ass and losses the fuck up." She told you surprising you with the words coming out of her mouth. The elevator door opened and you walked into a super fancy hallway, looks like a whole new hotel up here. You turned into the hallway and went to the double doors all the way at the end. You took a deep breathe and walked in. The place was packed. You saw familiar faces, new faces, beautiful women, and lights dancing on the ceiling in the dark. The music was loud but everyone seemed to already be fucked up. A waitress walked by you and Jenny. with shots on a plater, Jenny grabbed 4, two for each of you.

"What is it?" You yelled over the music.

"No clue, just drink it!" She yelled back and you did, both back to back.

"Tequila" You said with a sour face. You two went in further to the room and saw a bar, you and Jenny pushed your way to it and sat on two open stools.

"What can I get you girls?" The bartender asked.

"two shots of whatever, Titos and red bull and a Long Island" Jenny said to her.

"You got it." she said and went to get the drinks. You scanned the room seeing who was all here. You saw Nick Diaz sat at a table in the corner smoking with a few other guys, not Nate though. You saw a few heavy hitter fighters mingling and drinking.

"Here you go" She said setting the drinks down in front of the two of you.

"Put that on my tab." You heard a voice say from behind you. You turned and saw him. Nate Diaz inches from you, your back practically touching him.

"Thank you." Jenny said breaking the tension.

"No problem. You girls are new, have to do something for you." He said grabbing the shot that the bartender set down in front of him.

"Nate!" He yelled over music to you two.

"Jenny!" She Yelle shaking his hand.

"Y/N!" You yelled still not being able to take your eyes off of him.

"She knows who you are! You've been her idol for awhile now!" Jenny yelled at him making you spin around and give her daggers.

"I'm going to go over here." She said taking her shot and walking away. Your eyes widened at the thought of now being alone with Nate. He came around and sat where Jenny was in front of you. You held your shot in your hand and he picked his up and clinked you glass.

"To good fight!" He yelled making you smile and took the shot. You set the glass down and took a sip of your drink. It was getting hot in the room, and you felt the 3 tequila shots coming on.

"Are you okay?" He asked getting closer to your ear so you could hear him better.

"Yeah, it's just super hot in here!" You yelled back to him.

"Come here." He said standing and grabbing you hand, pulling you threw the crowd. The room was spinning a bit so it was hard to focus. You stepped through a door into a low lite room, that was a little more quiet, but then to another door where you felt the cool air hit your face. You sucked it in through your nose, you were on a balcony.

"Air" You huffed out making Nate chuckle.

"Sorry, I haven't drank in over a years so a little light weight." You said setting your drink down.

"Thats alright. So was she telling the truth? Am I an idol of yours?" He said looking down at you as he sipped his drink.

"She's an asshole. But yes. I've been training almost my entire life. Boxing, jujitsu, kickboxing, karate, just about everything. Have had a few fights here and there, nothing too crazy, just trying. to make it to the big leagues." You explained like it was word vomit. You spoke to him like you were comfortable with him even though you just met him 10 minutes ago.

"Wait you Y/N Y/L/N. Like Y/N "honey trap" Y/L/N?" He asked. Your eyes widened in awe trying to figure out how he knew who you were.

"How do you know that?" You asked taking a gulp of your drink .

"Stockton fighters know Stockton fighters. I remember you when you were younger. You used to fight at the strip club when they would have fight nights there. I was just about in the ultimate fighter, when you were fighting there. I've seen a few of your fights on YouTube over the years and I know Dana talked about you for awhile." He explained sitting down in the chair in front of you.

"Wow. I literally don't know what to say." You said leaning up against the hand railing and looking out across Las Vegas.

“Sorry. Let’s get off that topic and let shave some fun. What do you say?” He said standing and holding his drink out for a cheers.

“To a successful fight and to even even better night.” He says as you clink drinks and down the rest of it.

“You feeling better?” He asked.

“Depends on what you define as better. Am I drunk? Yes. Do I feel sick anymore? No. Am I nervous as fuck right now talking to the guy I’ve been watching on tv for the passed how many years and model my fighting style after? Yes. Oh god. I’m embarrassing. I need to go get another drink.” You said throwing your hands over your face.

“You aren’t embarrassing.” He says pulling your hands from your face.

“I think you are cute.” He said looking down at you. You felt your face turning red and you couldn’t stop it.

The rest of the night seemed to be going well until you couldn’t remember anything. You blacked out. All you know if you and Nate were on the balcony with Nick smoking a joint as that’s the last thing you remembered.

* the next morning *

“Ughhh.” You let out a loud moan as you rolled over onto your back and slowly peeled your eyes open. It was kind of dark in the room with a little light from the sun coming through the curtains instantly making your way hurt. You sat up slowly holding your head in your hands feeling you brain pounding against you skull. Looking down at yourself you were in a big black UFC T-shirt that you don’t ever remembering having, but then nothing else. Slowly you lifted your head trying to not feel pain but there was no dodging that. You looked over to the curtains and noticed that isn’t the same as your room. The curtains ran all the way up the tall wall to the floor, you looked in front of you and saw a huge double door, definitely not your room, then looked to your right and saw a body laid next to you starting to stir. Their face turned to you and you froze.

“Nate.” You let out in a whisper.

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