Serendipity: A Shubhman Gill x OC Fanfiction

The Phone Call

Usne baat ki kuch aise dhang se,
Sapne de gaya wo hazaro rang ke.
Reh jau jaise main haar ke,
Aur choome wo mujhe pyaar se ...

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Sandhya and Pooja sat huddled up in front of their laptop looking through the pictures clicked during the tour. They were picking out a few of them to post on their social media handle. Anamika sat aside trying to come up with a caption for the same.

"How about we take up these 4 pictures? They have two clicked on the stairs and two clicked while the tour." Pooja asked.

"Pick two more, these won't be enough..... Anyways, Anu have you seen them. Come here." Sandhya shifted her chair making place for Anamika to settle with them.

Anamika smiled looking at those pictures.

"Sandhya ma'am, have you noticed, someone has their eyes constantly glued to Anamika in all these pictures. " Pooja teased.

"I was the speaker, where would anyone's eyes be?" Anamika said rolling her eyes.

"No but Anu, she is right. Even I have noticed Shubhman having eyes only for you." Sandhya said siding with her.

"You guys are just being delulu!" She replied knowing how much Sandhya hated that word.

"Anyways, Sandhya I've added you in the group and have dropped a text asking them for their email ids for our record."

"You can say anything you want Anamika, this picture proves us right." Pooja said making Anamika rush towards the screen to see the picture. It was taken when she was taking Shubhman's number and he was leaning against the case of an object, looking at her. "Pooja, that's so creepy of you!" She exclaimed. "Delete-"

Sandhya interrupted them, "Look it's almost 8, finish up with this fast, girls. You don't want to go home?"

As the post was uploaded by tagging each one of the cricketers, the women started packing up. "Where is my-", "Here!" Pooja said handing Anamika her phone as they hurriedly locked up and left.

Shubhman and Ishan had been sitting in his car, silently for almost the entire journey right now.

"You really aren't going to say anything?" Shubhman asked finally breaking the silence.

"What do I say? You bought that apartment at Malabar hills and now I don't get to share a room with you, when we are in Mumbai." Ishan said folding his arms and pouting like a child.

"See, you act like this and then complain when people ship us together." Shubhman replied teasingly and Ishan moved to smack the back of his head as he dodged it. "Not when I am driving, yaar!"

They sat quietly for some more time, when Ishan finally asked what was going on in his mind.

"You liked her na?"

"Who?" Shubhman said distracted.

"Anamika."

"And what gives you this idea?" He said as he stopped the car at a red signal.

"Excuse me miss, I'm an athlete. I've a lot of stamina!" Ishan said imitating him.

"Stop eavesdropping people's conversations dude!" Shubhman said smacking his head.

"It's not my fault that you guys didn't pay attention to me standing right in front of you!"

Ishan said smirking.

"Shut up!" the taller man replied starting the car. Ishan was right, Shubhman did find Anamika attractive. She was pretty, smart and seemed passionate about what she did. But he wasn't going to admit it, was he?