From Here On [Virat Kohli Fanfiction]

Chapter 43

Virat's POV
I lay awake on my bed, as I thought of her. Her words echoed in my head. I will have to tell her about the threats soon for her to understand but I don't want her to be worrying about these things right now. She was so stubborn and relentless. I closed my eyes, remembering one of her most innocently beguiling moments...

''Virat?'' ''Hmm?'' ''What if something happened to me one day? Would you find another girl for yourself?'' I turned to face her and raised an eyebrow at her sudden question. ''Well yeah. Puri zindagi toh akela nahi rahunga na?'' She sat up and took her hand away from mine. ''What? It's that easy for you?'' Smirking at her, I nodded. ''Arrey, easy kaha? Do you know how much work it takes in to woo a girl?'' Obviously wound up by my answers, she pushed me away and walked out of the room. I couldn't help but laugh. Oh she was so cute and naive. I was just about to doze off again when I felt her whole body weight on me. My eyes shot open to see her pinning me down and her hair falling around her face like a veil. ''Listen. You're not getting rid of me so fast okay? No one is going to put up with you okay. You're stuck with me for a long, long time Mr.Kohli.'' Nodding my head in submission, I can't help but smile at her utmost adorableness. I clasped my arms around her and brought her closer to me. ''Thik hain Ms. Malik. Keep me for yourself forever.''

And you're stuck with me baby, I thought to myself. I looked over to my clock to see it was 6:39 am. An idea came to me and I jumped out of bed. Feeling energized and determined by thoughts of getting her back, I started getting ready..

Zara's POV
RING RING RING
Ugh who is it?
RING RING RING
''Arghh'' I screamed into my pillow. I knew that it was Virat. WHY CAN'T HE JUST LEAVE ME ALONE. ESPECIALLY AT 7 IN THE MORNING ON A WEEKEND. Getting out of bed, I ran my hands through my unkempt hair trying to make it look anything but the way it looked at the moment. Giving up, I walked to the door as the buzzing of the door bell started increasing. I swung the door open to a fresh as fuck Virat standing at my door step. His smile couldn't get any bigger as he walked in without invitation and kissed the top of my nose. ''Good morning baby,'' he smiled at me and handed me a single red rose. I took it and crossed my arms infront of my chest. ''Virat what're you doing here?'' ''I'm doing great thank you for asking.'' I groaned internally. Ah damn it, I have to deal with a fun loving, playful Virat and that's the Virat I can't resist. He was wearing a dark grey, v neck, t-shirt that hugged his muscles just right, with simple black jeans. My eyes wandered down his chest to the tight grip of his shirt on his abdomen...''Hello madam. I know I'm unexceptionally attractive, but there's no need to obscenely violate me with your eyes,'' he smirked at me. Oh my god. I felt my cheeks heat up and looked away. GOD THESE PREGNANCY HORMONES. I peeked up at him and he was still smirking.. Goddammit he was enjoying this!
''What. Do. You. Want.?'' I emphasized on each word and tried to sound as stern as possible. He walked over to the kitchen in silence, opened the fridge door and looked up at me. ''Do you want some orange juice? Or coffee?''
ARRGH. He was so frustrating I wanted to pull my hair out. I stared at him while he fiddled with the kettle. This was going to be a long day....
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