This is the continuation of our first story FANGIRLS. Being the sequel,both the stories are interconnected. But now the focus shifts from the lives of the former three fangirls:- Samadrita,Tiyasha and Shreyasi to the three new fangirls:- Arshita,Shr...
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"Dharamshala ki khoobsoorti ki jawab nahi!"Arshita said while looking out through the car's window while Shubman commented,"aur tumhari bhi!"while staring at her.
She looked beside her to find him staring at her without even blinking his eyes, and she looked outside again smiling to herself.
It was the second last game of the home series ODI against Aussies. The finals was at Delhi. The boys were done with their practice session, and everyone was scattered around the town, roaming around the beautiful places.
"Maan! Where are we going?"Arshita asked.
"Pata nahi!"Shubman said and she looked at him with a frown.
"Ahmm!"he cleared his throat and said,"we'll reach there in a minute,"and smiled.
At the stadium, Shriya was sitting on a bench and looking at the mentors who were chilling at the ground and planning strategies for the match. Ishan came from behind and said,"Chia! Chalo mere saath."
"What do you mean by chalo mere saath? And am not talking to you again. After the scene that you had created back at my home few weeks back, I am not going to be around you again!"Shriya snapped at him angrily.
Ishan knelt down infront of her while holding his ears and said,"sorry! But I had no other option. I had to do it. Warna teri shaadi usse Bhavesh se ho jaati!"
"Yuvesh!"Shriya corrected him while controlling herself from laughing.
"How many times will you seek forgiveness from me? And for how many reasons?"
"As many times I'll make a blunder! But this was not a blunder okay. I saved you from an unhappy marriage. Yet I am saying sorry. Thank me for saying sorry!"
"Whattt? Get lost!"Shriya said while getting up and Ishan followed her pleading to her.
"Accha sorry sorry sorry! Sorry baba! Chal na yaar. I have to say something very important to you!"
"Now what?"Shriya asked while turning towards him and he passed a nervous smile and replied,"come with me, then you'll get to know."
"Can't we talk here? There's no one around!"Shriya asked.
"No! This matter requires a proper setting for discussion!"Ishan replied while holding her hands and trying to pull her along.
"Okay fine! I am coming with you. Don't pull like that idiot!"Shriya said finally giving in.
Khushi was collecting yellow wild flowers, Rishabh had brought her along with him to a peaceful corner of Dharamshala, where only nature and it's natural sounds was prevalent.
Khushi looked around to find Rishabh standing far away from where she was sitting. She picked up her woollen scarf, in which she had collected the flowers, and ran towards him through the field.
