Callie's POV
The normal thing you do when your daughter's in a hospital - you stay in the hospital. But when the clock is over 11 at night and she's sleeping you realize you could use a little time off. But I'm sick of hospitals. I see hospitals at my work enough. I actually realized it about 20 minutes ago and I arrived to the closest bar I could find.
I feel so shitty to be honest. Because of the fact that I'm at a bar even though my child is in a hospital - yes. But also because she hasn't talked to me after I asked her out. I haven't even seen her after that. What if she's really avoiding me?
I've been waiting the whole day, but I haven't heard a thing from her. Finally, I find someone who is hot - well not as hot as she is, because once you've met her, all I can say is you would really understand me. But I found this girl who was nice and everything. Like I told Arizona before, I don't really date people like that or ask them out but I need to get her out of my mind. I need to replace her.
Now I'm here. Standing in front of her.
No, not the almost hot girl, I'm standing in front of Arizona.
How I got here?
No idea.
I'm not sure if she's drunk but looking at the empty glasses she has in front of her I can be pretty sure she isn't sober. It happened without me even understanding. Suddenly someone was saying my name and my natural reaction was to say yes.
I only wish I was so drunk I wouldn't remember a thing tomorrow, but I haven't had a change to even order yet, so yes - I'll remember everything tomorrow morning.
"Oh damn ittt", she quietly whispers to herself. Her blue eyes find mine so easily and I feel like she's taking my breath away.
Her eyes look so sparkly and I can't look away. I'm drowning.
Handle your shit, Callie.
Before I get to say anything she continues on a louder voice: "To be honest, this is what I was trying to avoid the whooole day!", she announces and swings her hands to different directions to stress the 'whole' word.
"Arizona, please don't. It was stupid-"
"No no just let me say it when I'm drunk enough to say it", she speaks over my voice and takes a deep breath.
"No Arizona, I don't want you to regret anything tomorrow, it's not worth it", I insist feeling bad for her. I hate regretting things and I'd hate to make Arizona regret something.
"You're waaay too thoughtful, you know that? This is actually pretty weird, I tried to avoid you the whole day!" she says and laughs on her soft and clear tone.
"Yeah, you told me. Is there like something I could do for yo-"
"Shouldn't you be with Sofia? I mean I'm not a good person to judge and I'm totally not judging but what are you doing here?"
Her words hit me and I feel a lump in my throat. She's right.
"No no no noooo, I didn't mean it like that, let me hug it away!" she starts and gets upp.
So this is what Arizona Robbins is when she's super drunk. Call me crazy but I still find her freaking adorable. The way she repeats her words, and lets not forget about the fact how she says everything without thinking.
Even though I don't want to, I take a step back and avoid her drunken hug.
"You're making it so hard for me, you know that?", she nervously laughs and bites her bottom lip. I can't get my eyes off her pink lips and I whisper: "What?".
"To say no", she continues and laughs like it was a silly question. I quickly look away and feel my cheeks burning. I wish I could just kiss her right here right now. Knowing her existence right in front of me makes it so hard to focus on what she's saying. I cross my arms to avoid touching her.
I've never felt such a huge need to touch someone or be close to them as I'm feeling now.
"No to what exact-" I come back to earth.
"Ugh Callie, don't you get it? Who wouldn't want to go out with you?" She says frustrated and I feel like my heart just missed a beat. I shake my head and laugh. "Uhm, yeah right", I roll my eyes and keep my arms crossed even tighter.
"Callie?" A voice says my name and I turn around. It's the girl I was talking with before I found Arizona. What was her name again? Rose? Rosie?
"Shit", I mutter to myself.
"Yeah right so uhm.. Arizona, this is kind of my date." I say involuntary and Rosie offers to shake Arizona's hand. I look at the blonde one and I feel like such a bad person. She puts a huge smile on her face - that she's used to do at work, and shakes Rosie's hand.
"Arizona"
"Rose"
Fuck, it was Rose.
"Kind of date?" Arizona asks and squints her eyes.
"We actually just met and Callie asked if I wanted to-"
"Oookay I think I should go now", Arizona speaks over her words and smiles at me.
"Good bye Calliope, I think I'll see you tomorrow?", she says and softly touches my arm before leaving me standing next to Rose. I smile at her and curse Rose to hell in my mind.
The hallway is empty and I know I should be in the room with Sofia right now but I told her I need to get some papers signed. Why am I at the hallway?
You could really guess it without me saying it, but I'm waiting for Arizona. I need to talk to her before she says Sofia can go home. I need to talk about yesterday. I feel so shamed because of it. I specifically told her that I don't ask people out just like that and the next time she meets me I'm with someone. Every time I remember how awkward it was, I want to bury my face and set it on fire.
I could pay someone to punch me in the face on this second. What if she's still avoiding me? Is it possible that she puts someone else to send Sofia home? I don't thinks she could go that far. But if she could it would mean I'd probably never see her again. The thought of never seeing her again feels unreal. How could last night be the last time I saw her?
What if she's the only person to have that kind of an effect on me. What if she's the only person in the world?
Then I see her blonde hair on a ponytail and shiny pink lipstick. She's coming to see Sofia. I quickly get up and bite my teeth together before stopping her to enter Sofia's room. "I'm so sorry about last night I really-"
After hearing my words she turns around and I end my sentence confused.
"Just come here?" She looks back at me and I follow her. She opens a door and we get in to a small room. It's full of sheets and some other hospital stuff. Arizona turns the lights on and puts her hands in her pockets. "I'm sorry you saw me like that, it was very stupid and inappropriate for me to talk to you like that", she starts and takes a deep breath.
"No it's n-"
"Just let me say this?" She raises her voice and gives me a cold look. Her beautiful blue eyes look so icy and I feel like she's mad at me. Well she has a right to be mad at me, well kind of I guess? To be honest she could punch me in the face and I'd thank her.
Licking her lips before she continues: "You shouldn't feel sorry for yesterday, it's me who was stupid. Also, the answer is no."
"No", I repeat and bite my teeth together.
"I won't get out with you."
"You can't just tell me there's no reason why you wouldn't go out with me and the-"
"I said I was inappropriate last night, isn't that enough?", she raises her voice even more and I understand I don't get a word. I just nod and look at the floor. I don't want to look her into eyes, because I want to feel mad. I want to be angry at her but I seriously can't.
I have every right in the world to be pissed right now, but like I said - she could punch me in the face and I would thank her for doing that.
Arizona opens the door and starts telling me about how good Sofia's condition is and says we are free to go home.
What if I don't want to?
After I get Sofia dressed up I politely shake her hand trying no to let her see how hard it is for me to let go. "Thank you Dr. Robbins", I say and she gives me the same smile I saw last night: "It's nothing really. Good bye Sofia!" She squats a little on Sofia's level.
"Sofia, you know what you should say to Dr. Robbins right now?", I ask and she nods.
"Thank you Dr. Robbins and good bye!"
When we leave the hospital I grab Sofia's hand and thank God in my mind for saving my little angel. Then my phone starts ringing and I left go off Sofia's hand looking at the screen - it's an unknown number.
"Callie Torres", I answer politely.
"Hello, this is Richard Webber from Grey Sloan Memorial Hospital."
Author's note: Thank you guys for the feedback! It's really nice to know someone's actually reading this! I was actually having a bit trouble at writing this chapter, but when I finally got myself in front of the computer, I got some good ideas and here it is.