The BlackPhone Imagines

B.Y---Beyond the bleachers.

So if you don't like it when the author says basically the same thing but from both sides this story isnt for you.
Im only doing that for the plot or wtv
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(Fem Y/N)

Bruces POV:

"Bruce! We don't have a ball to play with! Can we use yours?"  My coach asked me.

"Uh...Yea! Sure, coach!!" I exclaimed, then ran and got my ball out of my bag.

"Thanks bud! I own ya' one!" My coach says as I hand him the ball.

"Yep!" I respond.

(Fast forward to during the game)
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"STRIKE ONE!" The ref yelled (IDFK WHO YELLS THAT)

'Shit!' I thought. I have never been this bad before, what the fuck?

Finney threw the ball. I missed.

"STRIKE TWO!"

Finney threw the ball one last time, and I hit it.

I ran as fast as I could, immediately getting a home run. 

"HEY! WAIT! WHERE THE FUCK DID MY BALL GO!?!?" I yelled. 

"I THINK IT WENT BEYOND THE BLEACHERS" Finney responded.

"WELL I'M GOING TO GET IT, THAT THING WAS EXPENSIVE!" I yelled, then running out of the field.

Y/N POV:

I was walking with Donna from the gas station.
Her and Finney had recently broke up, so we didn't go to the baseball game, instead we got slushy's.
(Yours:Cherry)
(Donna's: Strawberry)

"Cherry is so gross!" She states.

"No it is not! You're just jealous!" I exclaim.

"You're not gonna insult strawberry?" She asks.

"No, I wish! But strawberry is hella good!" I respond.

She bursts into laughter.

I sip my slushy but I'm soon interrupted by an impact on it that blows it to the ground.

"WHAT THE FUCK!!" I yell, backing up.

"Bitch, it's a baseball!" Donna exclaims.

"ohhh." I hum.

I pick up the baseball and look at the writing.

"What does it say?" Donna asks.

"Bruce Yamada. OH MY GOD ITS THAT HOT BASEBALL GUY!!" I respond. "Do you have a sharpie!?!" 

"Yep!" She hands me a marker from her purse.

I sign the baseball with my name and number, then me and Donna begin walking to the field.

"Bitch, is that Bruce?" I ask, looking at a boy running from the field.

"No shit, sherlock."She responds.

"YAMADA! I GOT YOUR BALL!" I yell, making him look over and smile.

He walks over to me and puts his hand out.

"Uhh..no." I say.

"What..?" He asks.

"You got cash on you?" I question, holding the ball out of his reach.

"Like a dollar-" He responds.

"Gimme." I demand.

"Why??" He asks me.

"Because your sweaty ass ball knocked the slushy out from my hands!!" I exclaim.

"Well...How about I just take you on a date instead??" He says, giving me a charming smile.

I look over at Donna and she shakes her head, giving a smile.

"Charming, but I would rather the slushy, pretty boy." I respond.

"You sure? I mean, I could pay you in kisses!" He smiles.

I fee my face heat up, "Very tempting, honestly, but I REALLY like cherry." I smirk.

At this point Donna is fed up and walks away.

"You do?" He smiles.

"Yep." I say.

He grabs my face and kisses me. Just a few seconds after he grabbed the ball he pulls away, smiling.

"Cherry?" He asks.

"Uh..Yea. Cherry..!" I exclaim.

"Great! I'll call you!" He says, flashing the side that my number is on to me, then walking away.

"I'M PRETTY SURE THAT'S ASSAULT!!" I yell.

"NOT IF YOU KISSED BACK!" He responds.

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I think that's assault-