From Here On [Virat Kohli Fanfiction]

Chapter 45 - ii

''Oye, kaha kho gaye aap?'' He snapped his fingers infront of me and I blinked. I blushed and shook my head. He smiled knowingly and came forward. Sitting me down, he caressed the top of my hand. "I wanted to talk about something..'' He looked cautious. ''Bolo..?'' ''I think we should tell our parents about the baby..I mean they're going to find out anyway, but sooner the better right?'' he said trying to sound casual. I tensed. I had thought about this before and I didn't know what to say. ''Virat, not that I'm disagreeing, but what do we tell them? Do I call up my father like, hi Papa I'm pregnant and I know Virat and I aren't married but it's okay. Oh also Papa, Virat and I aren't even together.. We're just.. What are we Virat?'' I asked frustrated with the situation. He frowned at me.
''Zara.. The sooner you agree to marry me, the easier things get.'' I rolled my eyes.
''So should I just marry a man that I don't trust? A man who can leave me in the blink of an eye and come back again all of a sudden expecting me to be alright with it? Marry a man who can push me away, shut me out and tell me he has no feelings for me but turn up the next day saying the complete opposite?!'' I could feel my eyes burn from the threatening tears again.
He sighed and looked down. ''I..there's a reason Zara. It isn't like you say it is..'' he murmured. I raised my eyebrow and looked at him.
''You were very clean and cut when you asked me to leave. You were very direct when you left me after sleeping with me. YOU WERE EVEN VERY CLEAR WHEN YOU LEFT ME AFTER I TOLD YOU THAT I AM PREGNANT. Now tell me Virat, am I still not saying it as it is?!'' I couldn't believe he was trying to justify his actions. He was all sorry last night and now he's telling me that I've got it wrong? What the fuck is he mental? He closed his eyes as if he was in internal battle with himself. I waited for his answer.
''I received threats Zara.'' I stilled at his words. What?
''Kya? What do you mean?''
''Zara I really don't want you to be worrying about this right now..'' He ran his hand through his hair and looked at me tensed.
''Until you actually explain this shit to me, you cannot just expect me to sit here quietly and blindly go by what you say,'' I said and shook my head at the incredulity of his expectations. He stared at me in apprehension a few seconds and then sighed.
''After the attack on you in Delhi, I started receiving threats. They started sending us pictures of you, telling me to cut off all kinds of connections with you if I wanted you safe. I got scared and I..I left because I needed you safe. Zara they followed you everywhere and kept you under surveillance 24/7. I know what they are capable of doing and if anything happened to you I would die..We couldn't trace them and I had to give into their conditions... But now. It's different..there's the baby and I am not going to let them keep me away from you both. Giving in to their blackmails has given them the confidence to continue.. And that needs to stop. I promise you Zara, I will protect you and our baby till my last breath..I can only apologize for all the pain that I've caused because of this but I couldn't risk telling you-''
''And what about you? Who would keep you safe huh? Virat do you know what you've done?! You could've saved us both the heartache..you could've told me!'' I couldn't help but scream at him. Oh my god. All this hit me with such rage. I don't believe this.
''Baby we both know you wouldn't leave. You love me way too much to do that,'' he said while reaching out to caress my cheek. I pushed his hand away and stood up.
''And you could leave because you don't love me enough?'' I asked shocked. He stood up and inched close to me.
''Zara, I left because the thought of you being hurt because of me was like a sword to my chest. I could leave because I love you with every beat of my heart. I could leave because I knew that no matter what, as long as you're safe, I could live.'' He sounded so sincere and suddenly my heart sunk for him. ''Zara try to understand..I know t sounds ridiculous but just try to think from my position. These people have access to a lot of fucked up things and I was shit scared thinking about what could've happened to you..''
''And what's changed now Virat? They're still out there.''
''We've found leads..they're vague but it's something. Turns out the guy I told you about at the hospital, the one who started all this shit, Roy, he's dead. They killed him. He owes a shit ton of money to a certain group of bookies..and they have connections with the mafia. Roy kindly mentioned his friendship with me before that bastard died, and now they're after me.''
I couldn't speak. This was not what I had expected. Fucking hell, God knows what kinds of things Virat is now involved in..suddenly I felt a rush of concern for him and I faltered.
''What if they hurt you? Oh my god Virat...you.. Shit you idiot. Did you for a second even think if something happened to you..'' I couldn't finish my sentence. The thought of him in danger left me cold to my core. He smiled weakly and slid his arms around my waist. I couldn't believe he had kept this to himself..
He kissed my forehead and I looked up at him.
''I have you now..you're my lifeline. I won't let anything happen you and our baby..I won't let anything get between us anymore..I will find those sons of bitches and let them know what happens when you fuck with Virat Kohli.'' I could see his eyes reflect the turmoil and rage he was going through. I had so many questions and so many things I wanted to say to him but they all fell short infront of his love for me. Yes he was a total fucking idiot for not telling me..but I know he was right. I would've never agreed on willingly staying away from him. I couldn't..and I won't anymore. He protects me, I protect him. Oh I told him so many things. I looked at him guiltily and he raised an eyebrow.
''What are you thinking in that stupid brain of yours..?''
''Virat I..I said so many things to you..I'm sorry. I shouldn't have-''
''Shh baby..you didn't say anything that was not necessary..I would've been concerned if you hadn't reacted at all. If anything, I should be the one apologizing. After all..this is all happening because of me.''
''I guess we're both sorry. But I'll do anything to make it up to you Virat.''
His face broke into a knowing grin.
''Anything Ms. Malik?'' he asked.
''Anything..'' I smiled at him.
He pushed a stray strand of my hair behind my ear and went down on his knees. Shit. He was..
''So Ms. Malik..I want to wake up to you every morning of my life. I want to get annoyed of you fussing over me everyday of my life. I want to be the one to wipe away your tears and make you laugh when you're crying over some stupid romantic movie. I want to dance in the rain with you every chance I get just to see the way your eyes light up.I... I just want to be able to call you mine in every way possible so tell me..will you give me the honor of calling you Mrs. Kohli and..marry me?''