𝐀𝐍𝐘𝐎𝐍𝐄 | harrison bader

chapter thirteen

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"It's a low-grade strain. I'm out for almost fucking ten days on IL but it might take weeks to get back in." Harrison had his phone leaning on something while he sat staring into space.

"I'm sorry, I would fly out but I have Smackdown in PA on Friday," I muttered frowning at him through the FaceTime call.

"It's fine. I'm going to head out to the Park now, I'll call later," he got up holding his phone. His facial expression was filled with aggravation. His tone was rough.

"Wait no, you've been dry all morning and now receiving bad news that I get cut off after you called me," I snapped back.

"Ari, I'm not doing this right now," his screen went to pause as he continued saying, "My trainer is calling."

"Fine. Call you later," I hung up.

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"He's so annoyed about the strain," I was talking to Sonya while I signed posters, "I hung up on him."

"Why'd you do that?" she asked signing merch. We sat in our hotels signing our stuff waiting for a team member of merchandise to come pick it up.

"I was frustrated with him."

"Ari, he got injured and now is unable to play," she tried reasoning.

"I know but-," she cut me off.

"No, call him back and apologize."

"Ugh, fine." I picked up my phone walking to the bathroom. I scrolled to his contact calling him.

It rang and no answer. My phone dinged as I saw a message from him.

my loverrr

I'll call you back later

Ok i just called to apologize
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I sat in my car now driving to Pittsburgh for Smackdown on Friday. Seeing it was 8:54 pm I turned my music louder.

My phone ringtone rang through my car speaker stopping my music.

Incoming call from.... my loverrrrrr

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"Hey." his voice sounded steady.

"Hey, I called earlier to say that...I'm sorry."

"No, It's my fault. It's your first week back at work from your injury and I happened to get injured." I heard a faint voice in the background yell out, "Harrison!" He scuffed into his phone responding back, "Give me a second."

"You can call me later, I have 2 more hours until I get to my first stop."

"What no, I called you so what's up?" he asked.

"I just left my hotel...thirty minutes ago from now, on my way to Pittsburgh."

"Is anyone taking the drive with you?"

I hummed, "No."

"Ari!" he whined through the phone, "That's a long drive to do alone."

"I know, I'm stopping at a hotel. Don't worry."

It was silent.

"H? You still there?"

"Yeah," he sighed.

"I miss you."

"I definitely miss you more. I wish you could've come to the west coast."

"I know," my eyes are focused on the road but were starting to tear up.

"Ari?"

"Y-yeah?"

"Are you okay?"

"Yeah, I'm good." I wiped a tear that fell.

"Okay, they keep calling me. Call me once you get to your hotel, okay?"

I smiled, "I will, let me know how the game goes?"

"Score is eight to four."

"Oh, that's great!"

"Yep, I love you, and do not forget to call me right when you step into your room."

"I love you and I won't, "I dragged out the t.

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