Philadelphia Gold - A BradGa AU

Tell Me Something Girl

Stefanis POV

"Okay, Bradley, I just need you to take your jersey off, so we can get a better look" I asked him, but as he tried to take the jersey and shoulder pads off, his bad shoulder started to get worse.

Right now, I was pretty happy that it was Bradley Cooper that I was asking to remove their jersey, Like I could be stuck with Lamar Jackson or Trevor Lawrence, who in my opinion, are not exactly what you'd call good looking.

Bradley on the other hand, He had won Sexiest Man Alive last year, along with being on the cover of countless Sports Illustrated magazines and modelling magazines and I could totally see why.

When he turned around to face me, I took it all in, 6'3" or something, Great tan, a 6 pack, Mid-length hair that still looked perfect even after a half of football, with the perfect length of stubble lining his sharp jawline, and then the eyes, They were blue, like the ocean, and when he looked into my eyes, I felt like there were sparks flying inside me, Along with the fact in his interviews, he was arrogant, but in a funny way, which I loved.

The thing was, This wasnt my first time meeting Bradley, We went to high school together, well, I wouldnt exactly say together, He was a senior when I was a freshman, We had nothing to do with each other, and I wasnt exactly liked in school because I was born in New York and Philadelphian's hate that.

"Okay, I'm gonna get you to lay down here" I told Bradley as he took a seat on the bed, letting me get a look at his shoulder, which stuck out, Thats how I knew it was only dislocated.

There were no green whistles around anywhere, which I wasnt surprised about, The old Eagles doctor was giving the players illegal prescription drugs that he made in his own basement instead of the real stuff, It only got leaked when 45 players failed their drug tests, Thats why he was fired and I was bought in, 

Fresh out of medical school, this was my first job and my first gameday was today.

"I'm so sorry, but we gotta pop it back in without any painkillers" I said as I got ready to put it back in.

"Thanks a lot Matty" Bradley muttered as I tried to put it back in, He let out a loud groan but I couldnt get it fully in.

"Was Matty the guy, you know, who did the dodgy shit" I asked Bradley, who just nodded.

"I get a shot in my knee before every game, so it doesnt hurt at all, but instead of Cortisone, Matty would make a combination of novocaine and fentanyl to inject into there, Did that for about a year" Bradley said, letting out another groan as I tried to put it back in, "I can kind of see why he was fired now"

"Shittttt" I muttered, "Worse than I thought"

"Yeah, Well...At least your here now" Bradley smiled at me, and holy shit, he had a nice smile.

I would literally ask him if he wanted to come out for a drink with me at this point, but one, it was probably too soon and two, he was the guy everyone wanted to date, had a new girl on his arm every week, Models, Singers, Actresses, He probably wouldnt want some doctor who was putting him in a lot of pain right now.

"Ohhhhhhh fuuuuuuuuuuuuck" Bradley yelled out as I tried again to pop it back in, this time being successful as I felt it go right back in where it was supposed to go,

I grabbed some ice out of the freezer and placed it on his shoulder, wrapping some clingwrap around it to keep it in place, "How's it feel now"

"So much better, Honestly, I could go play the second half" Bradley smiled at me as he got up, 

"Well...I'm really sorry, but you wont be playing for about four weeks" I noticed Bradleys smile drop, "But you'll be back for the last game at least, Against the Giants"