''I want you to love me again, Zara. I want to hear your carefree laugh again. I want to be able to look into your beautiful eyes and not see hurt and constant pain. I want.... Zara, I want you to marry me.'' he whispered. The second time today, I felt my world turn upside down and I didn't know how to react. ''You.. What?'' ''Marry me jaan,'' he smiled at me and laced his hand in mine. I started to laugh. Hysterical laughter left me and tears ran down my eyes at the same time. My laughter died off soon and I sat there looking at him. Marry him? I don't believe this. He stares at me surprised and then says, ''Zara.. you're cutting me off short here.'' ''Right now my dear Mr.Kohli, I cannot even think of having a functional relationship with you and marriage is a long shot away. Marry you? How can I marry you when I don't trust you anymore? I don't need to get married to make my pregnancy legitimate. If you're ashamed of knocking me up, don't use marriage as a cover up,'' I snapped at him. His jaw clenched and his eyes hardened. ''Zara don't you dare make this something it's not. I want to marry you because I love you. Yes, this proposal was triggered by the pregnancy but that doesn't mean it's a cover up! I love you and I want to legally be able to name you as mine. I don't give a fuck about what other people think and you know that. I want us to be a family..'' he almost shouted at me. ''No.'' ''Baby....'' ''No. My answer is no. I will not marry you. For marriage or any kind of relationship in that matter, there needs to be trust and belief. I don't have that for you. I'm sorry..'' I looked down. He kept silent and all that could be heard between us was our breathing. ''I'll get you back. I'll prove you wrong and earn your trust baby...I'll get my Zara back. I promise,'' he finally says with such meaning and determination that I could almost feel his words burn onto my skin. I shook my head. I was just so tired, I didn't have the strength to speak anymore. ''I...I want to go to sleep Virat. It's late. You should leave,'' I told him while trying to get up from the floor. He came forward and put his hand on my waist, took my hand and helped me up. I felt numb all over but when he touched me, it was like he was leaving trails of fire across my skin. We looked at each other and I just wondered how we got here..how did we end up being so broken? He cupped my face with his hand kissed my forehead. I didn't stop him. I just didn't have the strength to anymore. ''I'll win you back you know?'' he spoke while looking into my eyes. I sighed. ''Goodnight Virat..'' He sighs and opens the door. Turning back at me, he whispers before leaving, ''Goodnight jaan..I love you.'' And just like that tears spring into my eyes and I feel my insides twist at his words. As I close the door behind me, I whisper more to myself than anyone, ''I love you too Virat...I love you too.''
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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...