I swiveled in my chair in my office, bored out of my mind, hoping that someone would come see me. I'm the mental health coach for the Chicago Cubs, I was ecstatic to have my dream job. Ever since I was a kid, I've always wanted to be a mental health coach.

"Delia, there's a rookie coming in to see you. He's stressed about his first career MLB game. He'll be in in a minute." Joe popped in my door and gave him a thumbs up, "alrighty boss." I said. As I typed away on my computer, the door opened.

"Delia?" A familiar voice said. I froze in place. I recognized that voice. It was the voice who broke my heart. That voice could only belong to Ian Happ. "Ian." I whispered, looking up to meet his eyes.

"Umm, I didn't know you worked here. I'm so happy for you, this was always your dream." He said and I nodded. "Ya, it's my second year here. How have you been? You're in the majors now, clearly." I stated the obvious and he smiled. "Yep, got called up last night. I'm really nervous." He said.

"Sit down, do you want a snack or something to drink?" I asked him and he shook his head, sitting in the seat in front of my desk. "I'm fine, thank you though, Dels." He said and I blushed. He always called me Dels when we were together.

Minutes of awkward silence passed by. We were supposed to be talking things out but words were the last thing you would hear in this room. Ian finally broke the silence. "Delia, I hope you know I still love you. I never stopped. When I told you I didn't have time for you, I didn't mean that. I didn't want to disappoint you and break your heart because I can never be around. I love you so much, Dels. I really do. I regret what I did everyday. Seeing you so broken, shit. That broke my heart. But I can't do anything about it now because I broke your heart and you'll never forgive me. I'm just gonna go." He finished and got up from his seat.

"Hopefully I'll see you around." And Ian got up and left.

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The next day was Ian's debut in Saint Louis. I was there, I go with the team to all road trips. Ian came up to bat and I was hoping he would get a hit. The pitch came and Ian squared up on the ball and soon enough it was out of the ball park. I was on my feet, screaming and cheering. I was so proud of Ian. Tears streamed down my cheeks and I felt something I haven't felt for Ian in a while. Love.

Oh my god. I still loved Ian. It was only the fifth inning, and I needed him. I needed to tell him. The rest of the games couldn't move by any slower. Finally, the game ended. Sadly, the Cubs lost 5-3. But I couldn't be happier for Ian. I got up and went towards the parking lot when Ian stopped me.

"Delia, hey-" I immediately cut him off by kissing him. He was startled but kissed back. I wrapped my arms around his neck and he put his hands on my waist, kissing me back. After a while, I pulled away for air, resting my forehead against his.

"I love you, Ian Happ. I haven't stopped loving you since the day you left me. I'm so proud of you. I forgive you, Ian. I love you so much." I told him and he smiled. "Shut up and kiss me, dork."