It was a beautiful day in New York City, you and a couple friends decided to spend time city. It was becoming to be the night time and your friends decided to go to bar before all going home. You girls walked in and order your drinks, dancing and laughing. All of a sudden you hear a bunch people gasping and making a scene, you turn around. You almost dropped your drink. It was the one and only Aaron Judge. As you looked up at Aaron, his eyes wondered around and stopped when he saw you. He smiled a little when looking at you. He was walking towards you, but before he could your friend grab you and told you they were leaving. You looked at him with a disappointed look, he eyes still not moving off of you until you walked out. A couple months later, one of your friends comes over and tells you she has two tickets to the Yankee game. You smiled, looking at the seats which was right behind the Yankee dugout. You and your friend headed to the game early to watch batting practice. You were walking down to your seats, and Aaron Judge was in the batting cages. Aaron Judge was walking to the dugout he happened to look up and saw you sitting there. He rushed into the dugout finding Giancarlo Stanton walking out.
"Dude shes here." Aaron Said
"What are talking about" He said
The girl from the bar that one night, I told you about. She's here."
"Okay well go talk to her then." Giancarlo said before walking out to the batting cages.
Aaron took a deep sigh stepping out of the dugout looking up at you. You felt a pair of eyes looking at you, looking up from you phone seeing Aaron Judge looking at you. He waved his hand to come down there, smiling walking down closer to him.
"Hi Im Aaron."
"Hi Im (Y/N). Nice to meet you." You said.
"This might sound crazy but weren't you at that bar a couple a months ago when I was there?" He said.
"Yeah I was why?" You smilied.
"Well ever since then I can stop thinking about you and I would like to take you out a date if that's okay." He smiles writing his number on a ball handing it to you with his autograph. "Call me."
You were speechless, walking back up to your set, sending him a text 'Hey its (Y/N).' so he had something to look forward after the game.
