Even If The World Was Ending

41. Beginning of the Happy ending?

*Shubman's PoV *

"That fucker will die in hell! He doesn't know the consequences of what happens when you mess with a person who is close to Rohit Sharma. I want all his details and kidher milega woh chutiya insaan"

All I could hear was Rohit bhai shouting at someone from the other room as Ishan and I sat on the couch in the living room.

More like me sleeping on his lap as he played absent mindedly with my hair.

Since yesterday night, we received numerous calls, texts from our family, friends and fans.

While some of them were quite supportive, there were many who sent hate and literally death threats.

More than me, Ishan got lot of hate. It killed me that I had to stand helplessly as I saw the love of my life emotionally drained out. He looked so terribly tired.

It wasn't because of the hate that's for sure. Ishan was a strong willed guy and never tolerated any nonsense against him or even his teammates.

I remember the times Ishan even created fake accounts to make fun and argue with the haters.

I did take the news in much better way than Ishan yesterday night, but Ishan was much better in hiding his true emotions.

"No! I do not want to hear any nonsense. This news right fucking now has to be removed. Do any PR damage control I do not care. Bring that fucking bastard and let him tell the media that everything is fake." My manager was shouting.

Suddenly Ishan's hand stopped moving. I looked up at him to notice he had turned more pale. Hurriedly getting up I gently shook him.

"Ishan! Ishan! Kya hua?" I asked him worriedly.

He then looked at him and said "It's him right? He is behind all of this! He is doing it to ruin my career. I-I am the reason behind this right? I was the one who fired him as my manager, It's all my fau-" before he could complete, I pulled him into a hug.

"No Ishan. Please. Don't say this...you know it well! That bastard deserved it and he's going to pay for all that shit he has put us through. But we are in this together. Agar hum ek saath hai toh darne ki kya baat hai Ishu" I hug him tightly and comfort his trembling body.

Nothing seemed alright. Everything looked like a fucking disaster. A literal mess right now.

Ishan calms down after a while and just as we pull apart, Hardik Bhai enters the apartment and we both turned to look at him carrying a tons of bag.

"Ye sab kya hai Panda?" Virat bhai asks as him and Rohit bhai leave from kitchen, both looking equally stressed.

All this situation was taking a toll on us, and a certain guilt was eating me alive thinking that maybe, somewhere even I'm responsible for their distressed state.

Hardik bhai huffs as walks towards the kitchen counter, and dumps the bags on it.

"Boys, come in!" He shouts and soon, almost the entirety of the ICT team enter Ishan's apartment leaving Ishan and me in daze.

And soon the room was being arranged, chaos unlocked and after the few clatters of the plates and spoons, the entire team sat in a circle.

It took me sometime to actually understand what was happening but when I turned towards Ishan everything felt right in place.

Because my jaan was finally smiling lightly at the chaos.

And that moment, nothing mattered to me.

Not even the shattering of the glass that Rishab had dropped and Siraj scolding him over it.