𝐀𝐍𝐘𝐎𝐍𝐄 | harrison bader

chapter five

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"I can't do this," as we stood in front of the door of the doctor's office.

"Yes you can," Harrison looked at me. He kissed my forehead then opened the door letting me go first.

We greeted the lady at the desk and got the papers I had to fill out.

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After many tests and two hours of being here. A doctor walked in the room as Harrison sat on the guest seat and I sat on the exam table.

"So it is a fracture which is going to require six to eight months of recovery. After four months you can start a physical therapy treatment. You don't need surgery," he said pulling out papers.

I felt relief looking at Harrison.

"See look at that, you're going to be fine," He grabbed my hand as the doctor showed the x-ray saying so many medical terms that I couldn't understand.

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We arrived at the Phillies stadium and got settled in the locker room.

I was on my phone as Harrison was putting on his uniform. I sat on the floor as I heard the door open seeing Anthony Volpe.

"Whoa, what happened to you?" he looked worried pointing to the sling I had on.

"Oh, you know how is-" I was interrupted by Harrison.

"She fractured it." I rolled my eyes.

"Oh shit, I forgot I got to call my boss," I got out walking out waving that I'll be right back.

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I walked back into the locker room on my phone.

"Whoa whoa, what are you doing?" a guy shouted out. All the guys looked toward me.

"So sorry, just here for Bader." I heard him laugh.

I walked over to him as he said, "I'm going to get someone to take you to the suite."

I heard someone walk up to us. It was Judge.

"Hey, Ari how have you been?!" he was very polite.

"Uh, good. Just hurt myself in a match."

"That sucks, how long do you think you'll be out?" he asked taking a sip from his water bottle.

I felt Harrison's hand on my back as I answered Aaron, "A couple of months."

"Must be tough."

"Uh, yeah but at least I get a break."

"Sorry to interrupt but the game starts in thirty," Harrison dragged me to the door.

I waved to Aaron, "Good luck out there."

We got outside into the hall. He led me to this lady in a stadium uniform. She looked like she was in her 40s. Her hair was in a bun with a Yankee cap on.

"This is Maggie and if you need anything just ask her. She is a saint. She'll lead you to your suite." He said as she put her hand to shake my right hand.

"Nice to meet you," I had a wide smile on my face.

"You too, Harrison has told me about you. You are so beautiful." I blushed at the compliment looking at Bader as he tried to play it cool.

"Well, I got to get going. I have a game to play. Maggie take good care of her," he kissed my cheek walking away.

"Good luck!" I yelled out.

"I don't need it, I'm Harrison Bader," he yelled back jokingly.

"Come this way," Maggie showed me to a suite.

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It was now the ninth inning and I'd been through seven cookies and some food. The score was Yankees 6 and Phillies 5.

I pressed the button for the worker to come.

A few minutes later Maggie came in asking, "Is there anything I can help you with?"

"Uh, yeah, can you take me down to the field so I can be there when it ends?"

She nodded saying, "Of course."

I grabbed my stuff and followed her.

Once I was down near the field, the crowd cheered in victory.

I walked onto the field as Bader ran up to me. He picked me up in a hug spun around then put me back on the field.

"I need to ask you something," he said shouting over everyone.

"Of course! What is it?" I shouted back.

"Will you be my girlfriend?!"

I looked into his eyes saying, "For real?"

He nodded with his big smile and the sweat from playing all his face. I nodded in excitement as we kissed. His hand was behind my head as I pulled away looking around and seeing his team around us cheering.

I laughed kissing him again.

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