It's been months since the last update..... But here comes the next chapter!!!
Bin Pucche Mera Naam Aur Pata,
Rasamo Ko Rakhke Pare.
Chaar Kadam Bas Chaar Kadam,
Chal Do Na Saath Mere......~~~
Shubman had reached early on Sunday morning and was sitting on the steps of Asiatic society, enjoying the view in front of him. His cap and sunglasses making him almost unrecognisable. Regardless of the fact that it was just a normal road, a bunch of vintage cars running on it, made it fun for him. He had dropped a text in the group informing his whereabouts to the others, while Anamika was still 10 minutes away, his friends were yet to leave their hotel. As usual, he thought to himself. Getting bored of sitting idle he stood up and started walking up and down the stairs.
The past couple of days were interesting for him. The group had visited to some places, some chosen by them, some suggested by Anamika. Oh, how fun it was!! Except for the fact that Anamika herself wasn't present with them on these tours, they had still bombarded her with pictures and videos. The team wanted to have some fun, before the South Africa tour started and the nervousness of the series settled in. As their interest and amusement about the city grew, so did their bond with Anamika. They had convinced her to call them Bhai or Bhaiya, instead of her referring to them as Sir. Shubman for some reason was glad she hadn't called him that even once.As Shubman came to the bottom step again and was about to turn around he felt someone bump into him. He steadied the person by holding on to their forearms only to realise it was none other than Anamika. Shubman noticed how her eyes widen when she recognised him and his gaze swept over her as he saw her wearing a midnight blue jumpsuit and a short sleeved white shirt acting as a jacket. His gaze moved to her fingers as the sunlight glinted over something shiny. He noticed she was wearing a ring, a simple butterfly ring in her left ring finger.
Anuuuu... Did you trip again?!?!
They were brought out of their bubble by the voice coming from her phone. Anamika had been talking to her friends on a call when she bumped into him and her fingers, in an attempt to save the phone from falling, shifted, putting her phone on speaker. Shubman left her wrists and they moved to sit on the stairs.
Anamika quickly ended the call and saw him running his fingers through his hair. He was wearing a half sleeved baby blue shirt with a black jeans. As he turned to look at her Anamika realised she had been staring at him. Quick, say something.
"So, how was the Chinese Temple?" Anamika said untieing her bun and proceeding to retie it.
Shubman turned to look at her and found himself getting enraptured. Her brown skin shone like bronze under the early morning sunlight. He was brought out of the daze when a car horn shook him out of it and he squeaked out. "Beautiful! It was so beautiful."
"I knew you guys would like it!" She exclaimed almost proud of herself.
As another one of those vintage cars passed by Shubman remembered he wanted to ask about them. "Why are so many vintage cars moving around here? I've spotted an Ambassador, a Premier Padmini and so many other cars."
"Ohh, it's just like a little exhibition kinda thing happening every Sunday morning at Horniman circle." She simply replied typing a quick text on the group asking for the other's whereabouts.
"Uhhh, where did you say it happens?" Shubman asked in an innocent voice and barely containing his smirk.
"Horniman circle." Anamika just repeated.
"Honeyman?" He said feigning an innocent look as she looked up at him.
"No, Horn-" She stopped abruptly as she noticed him trying to control his laugh.
"Haha, very funny." She rolled her eyes at the 24 year-old man in front of her laughing like teenager who heard someone say the word 'sex' out loud.
"Please tell me you didn't tell anyone else about this. I wanted it to be a surprise for you all."
"Um, I sent Ishan a photograph of one the cars passing by" Shubman replied scratching the nape of his neck, nervously.
"And you guys have problems when people ship you two?!?!" Anamika said her hands flying widely.Their conversation was interrupted as the others piled out of the car that had just arrived. They exchanged pleasantries as Anamika took her place on one of the stairs and making the others stand a few steps below facing her. Anamika gave them a brief introduction of the city and what all they could expect from this walk. She took them around the Horniman Circle and talked about the buildings and everything. However, she noticed how their eyes lit up when the men saw the line-up of vintage cars in front of them.
"Woww!!" She heard them exclaim and even saw them snapping pictures of the cars.
The day was right amount of cold and breezy as to not make them feel tired and sweaty. The group explored through the various alleyways of the city as Anamika guided them through. They would ask her a question once in awhile as they gaped at the amount of knowledge the little woman in front of them had.
For some reason though, Anamika felt watched. She felt someone's eyes on her the whole time. However, it didn't make her scared, because she knew who was the person looking at her. The 5'11 dimpled guy with brown eyes stood in front of her and towered over the group. She had lost the number of times they made eyecontact that day and was trying the hardest to avoid stuttering.
Maybe her colleagues were right after all.As she settled with the group at a restaurant for their brunch, she found herself being sandwiched between Ishan and Shubman again.
"Anamika, I forgot to tell you but the Cinema Museum you had suggested was so cool!!!" Shardul exclaimed making the woman beam with pride again.
"You should've been there, though. You missed some really fun stuff." Tilak said making the others snicker a little.
"Wait, watch this and swipe left for more." Ishan said handing her his phone. She played the video watching a video of Shreyas and Siraj giving playback sound to a song. Next was a dubbing done by Tilak and Shardul and a sound effect video done by Ishan. Anamika was laughing and giggling when Shubman snatched the phone from her hand.
"What?" She said looking at him, while the others were trying to hide their laugh. "Shubman give it back!"
" The food is here. You can look at those pictures later, baby." He said not realising what he had said.
"I..... Okay." She squeaked out digging into the plate of Akuri and Toast in front of her. Her cheeks burned after than word of affection. It must be a slip up.As they started moving towards their hotel now, Shubman realised this might be the last time he sees her. He was drawn to her in some weird way. Being a cricketer and moreover a celebrity, he had multiple women (and men) approaching him. However, none had created the flurry of emotions that the women in front of him had.
He knew he had been continuously staring at her like a creep and was probably still doing it. She looked so beautiful, so alluring and enchanting while talking about the buildings in front of them. He couldn't recognise what was going on in his head.
Soon, their hotel came into view and the group clicked a few pictures at the hotel's entrance to be posted on the social media. Anamika bid her farewell to each one of them, exchanging side hugs and handshakes. As she was making her way towards Shubman, she lost her footing and would've fallen down if he had not held her steady.
The duo got a deja vu of the morning, being enraptured again in each other's eyes. They heard someone clearing their throat in the background and pulled away. Anamika, however could not stand properly and felt a terrible pain shoot up her right leg and yelped.
"What's wrong?" Ishan asked.
"I think I sprained my ankle" She said balancing herself on her other leg when she felt an arm wrapping around her waist steading her.
"Let's take you upstairs." She heard Shubman's husky voice in her ear.
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Also, if you guys live in Mumbai are going to visit Mumbai, do visit the National Museum of Indian cinema. It's a super fun experience....
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Serendipity: A Shubhman Gill x OC Fanfiction
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