Virat's POV
Holy shit it was her. It was like finally being given water after a month's thirst. I wanted to run my hands through her hair and kiss every inch of her. She looked so worn out. My baby looked tired and I wanted to take care of that. Fucking hell how do I stop myself from showing my feelings. It's been so long.. At least she's safe and not hurt. Because she's not with me.. Funny how I'd give up everything to protect her and for that only, I had to give her up..Zara's POV
I composed myself and cleared my throat. Brisking forward, I told myself to be professional. ''Uh...My apologies Rita couldn't be here for the interview so I'm covering for her. How are you.. um Mr. Kohli?'' I said a bit too loudly. I was trying to keep my voice neutral and steady. Come on Zara.. You can do this. His eyebrows raised at my formality. He was so handsome it hurt. ''I.. I'm okay, thank you Ms. Malik. How are you?'' He was asking as if this was more than a mere formal greeting. ''I'm.. I'm alright. So um.. let's get into it shall we?'' I cleared my throat and sat down. He looked at me amused and the tension between us, as ever, was almost palpable. ''So uh, you've played remarkably well the past few months, what do you think motivates you?'' I read out from the paper. I kept my eyes level to his shoes. He was wearing his old converse again. I hated those shoes and he knows that. His eyes followed my gaze and he grinned. ''Winning is my motivation.'' I typed in his answer. My eyes met his again and I felt my heartbeat quicken. ''Uhm..yeah so you've achieved so much at such a young age, to what do you owe your success?'' He laughed out loud as if I said something completely ridiculous. What? ''You ask as though this is the first time we've met..couldn't you have at least tried to make these questions slightly original?'' he asked with a playful smirk. I'm just reading the questions off.. I didn't write them. But I'm not telling him that. ''Well sorry Mr. Kohli for not being able to meet your quality expectations.'' ''I..I'm not saying that I'm just..it's weird to hear to hear these questions come out of your mouth Zara.'' I sighed and carried on. We finished quite quickly and I wanted to get the hell out of that room. ''Thank you for your time Mr. Kohli, appreciate it,'' I said standing up. He hesitantly did the same and opened his mouth like he wanted to say something, but then closed it again. I raised my eyebrow at him expectantly, but when he said nothing, I turned and walked out. Closing my eyes, I was so glad that it was over, when suddenly there was a knock on my office door. ''Come in.''
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From Here On [Virat Kohli Fanfiction]
FanfictionThe famous, heartthrob cricketer Virat Kohli and an average, simple writer Zara Malik. Two worlds apart but fate constantly brings them together. What happens as they start off a relationship that they're both oblivious to what it might lead to and...