I admired Rogers Centre in all of its glory. The roof was off and I was so excited to finally see a game here. I grew up in Toronto, but moved to Chicago in 2014 after college. I met Dexter in the spring of 2015, and we've been best friends ever since, roommates even. I moved to Saint Louis with him because my job was extremely flexible and truth be told, he was one of the only people I had gotten to know in Chicago besides the team.
I haven't been to a Blue Jays game since I was a kid, so when it was finally the year that the Cards played the Blue Jays, I had practically booked the flight since the schedule came out. "You look awestruck." Dexter said, laughing. To him, it was just another ballpark. Just another team. But to me, it was more than that. It was nostalgic of the place I called home for so long. It was where I had my first kiss at 15, to the cute boy next to me after a Jays win. It was where I was standing with my best friend and love of my life, Dexter Fowler.
Yes, the love of my life. I've pretty much had feelings for Dexter since we became friends. That's extremely hard because Dexter has never showed even a glint of feelings for me, where as I sometimes drop hints. I sighed and walked into the park with Dexter. He grabbed my hand and pulled me through the crowd. I was receiving weird looks from people, seeing as I was in my Cardinals Fowler jersey, but I didn't care.
Until I laid my eyes on the Devon Travis jersey at the shirt booth. "Dexter, I need that Travis jersey!" I squealed, pulling his hand towards the booth. "Maryam, you're wearing my jersey to this game. Okay?" He said and I shook my head. "But Dex, you know I love Devon." I told him and he shook his head. "You already have a Travis jersey, much to my dismay." He retorted and I shook my head. "Ya, but these are the beautiful Canada Day jerseys." I pleaded my case and he shook his head, letting go of my hand. "Whatever, Maryam. Do whatever the hell you want. Go be with your precious Devon." He snapped and stormed away.
I was left confused. Why did he snap at me like that? He's never done that before. Was he jealous of Devon? No, he couldn't be. He doesn't feel the same way.
I got to my seat, a row behind home plate. I situated in my seat and began to eat my burger, waiting for the first pitch. The game lugged on, and ended up being 1-1 in the top of the ninth inning. Dexter came up to bat with two outs. I was so stressed out. I wanted him to get on base.
The first pitch went in the dirt for a ball. Then, Dexter watched a curveball. The next pitch was too good to be true. Right in the wheelhouse, a botched change up. Dexter unloaded on the ball, sending it deep into the center field stands. I was on my feet, screaming and cheering. When Dexter crossed home plate, he did something that made me burst into tears.
He pointed at me and yelled "That one was for you!" I was a blubbering mess. I loved him so much. Dexter's home run ended up being the game winning run. I was waiting for him outside of the clubhouse. Everyone had left. Paul Dejong came out, and I asked him if he had seen Dex and he said he was still in the clubhouse.
Finally, Dexter came out. I immediately started blabbering. "I'm so sorry I egged you on about the jersey and I'm sorry I made you upset and-" Dexter cut me off by pulling me in and kissing me passionately. I was startled but immediately kissed back knowing I have wanted this for so long.
Dexter pulled away and rested his forehead against mine, rubbing his thumb across my cheek. "I've wanted to do that for so long. I was so jealous of Devon." He said and I laughed.
"I know. It was cute." I joked and he laughed. My best friend loved me back. I can get used to that.
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