I turned around and it was him. It was Cody Bellinger. He stood right in front of me.

"Oh my gosh. It's you. You're Co-."

"Shhhh. I don't want attention right now. Come, follow me."

I followed him back to the stadium. I had butterflies in stomach. I mean, like, who wouldn't be nervous in this situation.

He turned around and said to me, "So, what were you saying?"

"OH MY GOSH!!! YOU'RE CODY BELLINGER!!!" I yelled.

"Last time I checked, yes."

I giggled a little bit. "First, I want to say what a huge fan I am of you. Second, can I have your autograph? And third, can I have a picture with you?"

"I can see that, yes, and yes."

He signed the jersey I was wearing and we took a selfie.

"Oh and here is a little something special."

He took out a piece of paper, wrote something on it, then gave it to me, and then left.

I look down at the paper and it read:

Call me some day.

Then it had his phone number.

I held it close to my heart. He gave me his phone number. I felt like a little girl on Christmas.

I felt my phone buzz. I took it put of pocket to see that Y/BF/N texted me.

BF = Y/BF/N Y = Y/N

Where are you? I turned around and you weren't behind me.

Don't worry, I had to go to the bathroom. Heading to the car now.

I had to lie. I didn't want her to know that I was talking to Cody.

I started walking back to the parking lot. It felt like I was glowing with happiness. I saw Y/BF/N waiting outside the car for me.

"Well, it looks like you took a happy bathroom break."

"I mean, like you kinda."

We both started laughing.

"Come on, get in the car. I'm tired."

"Yeah, me too."

AND with that, we headed home for the night.