Even If The World Was Ending

25. Too much to ask?

(get ready with tissues 🤧. No tomatoes and flying chappals are allowed in this fandom🥰)

Shubman's suspicions were right. During dinner when he sat beside Ishan, he saw him visibly stiffened.

Not to mention, the way he was looking at his phone again and again. He kept shaking his leg and also was fidgeting with his food.

Shubman's heart broke, when Ishan looked pale when Shubman kept a hand on his leg.

Once, what was a comforting hand for Ishan now made him nervous and suffocated.

The person who Ishan wanted nothing more to shower in love and kisses, made Ishan want to distance as much as possible from that person.

The smile, Ishan promised never to make it fade away, was turned into deep frown.

Ishan could not handle this.

He never knew this situation might ever rise in their span of their relationship.

Unable to breathe, Ishan stood up rushed out of the dining room.

Everyone stood stunned by this behaviour of Ishan.

Not only Shubman, but everyone saw the changes in Ishan since their flight.

KL tapped on Shubman's shoulder. A confused Shubman looked at KL.

"Kya hua hai? Tum jagade ho kya?" Rahul asked. Rahul never bothered to mingle in their relationship that much. He knew how their bond was. They used to fight, but neither of them could sleep without each other, without talking it out. He admired about it.

But this time, he sensed something was wrong. Very wrong.

"Nahi bhaiya. Bilkul nahi. Main zara dekh ke aata hu" Shubman said and left hurriedly following Ishan.

Ishan rushed toward the garden, in a very scheduled place.

He could feel the panic running through his veins. He was sweating profusely. His heart beating at a very abnormal pace.

He could not calm himself. He felt as the oxygen supply was cut. He tried to breathe, but even the open environment felt suffocating.

Soon his phone rang. Trying to calm himself for few seconds, with shaky fingers, Ishan picked the call. Not noticing the caller. He pressed the speaker button, by mistake

"Tmrw 7pm. You have date with a model. I don't want any nonsense" the annoying voice ordered. Before Ishan could speak, the call ended.

"FUCK!! FUCK!!" Ishan screamed, and threw his phone somewhere on the grass.

He pulled his hair and he sobbed violently.

Nothing could save him. Everything was over. He felt helpless.

Suddenly Ishan was turned around and was hit against a hard chest as two arms wrapped around him.

Shubman's POV:

I rushed in the garden. It was very calm and no one was actually there.

I searched for him. Ishan was no where to be seen.

Suddenly I heard some voices behind the bushes, near the pool.

I walked towards it, in anticipation.
My heart racing but as I tried to prepare myself.

"Tmrw 7pm. You have date with a model. I don't want any nonsense" I heard a very annoying voice.

Wait. Wasn't it Ishan's manager Vivek.

My eyes started welling up. Ishan was going on a date? With a model?

I was feel various emotions at the same time. Anger, disappointment, rejection and worst was heart break.