𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐓𝐎𝐎 𝐖𝐄𝐋𝐋 ✷ abhishek sharma ✓

xi. ind vs pak

A few days later, the tension was palpable as India faced Pakistan in one of the most anticipated matches of the tournament. Yashasvi was replaced by Abhishek as an opener, making Yashasvi a reserve now. The coin toss took place, and the excitement in the stadium was electric.

Ishika, Anushka, Ritika, Natasa, and Sanjana were seated together, eagerly awaiting the start of the match. Ishika was fidgeting with her phone when she saw Kiara enter the stands, her gaze immediately zeroing in on Abhishek. Ishika rolled her eyes and tried to avoid looking at her, but it was hard not to notice Kiara's enthusiastic cheers for Abhishek.

"Come on, Abhishek! You got this!" Kiara yelled, her voice ringing loud and clear.

Ishika shifted uncomfortably in her seat, feeling a pang of jealousy. Anushka, noticing the change in her demeanor, leaned over and whispered, "Are you okay, Ishika? You seem a bit tense."

Ishika forced a smile and nodded. "Yeah, just a bit anxious about the match," she lied, glancing briefly at Kiara who was still cheering energetically for Abhishek.

Ritika, catching on, nudged Ishika gently. "Is it the match or something else? You can tell us, you know."

Ishika sighed, feeling a mix of frustration and uncertainty. "It's... complicated," she muttered, trying to focus on the field where Abhishek was getting ready to bat.

As the match progressed, Abhishek played a solid game, scoring runs with confidence and precision. Ishika found herself clapping and cheering, albeit more subdued compared to Kiara's exuberance.

"You're doing great, Abhishek!" Kiara's voice echoed again, causing Ishika to grit her teeth. She couldn't help but feel uncomfortable with Kiara's obvious affection for Abhishek.

Anushka gave Ishika a reassuring smile. "Don't let it bother you. Just enjoy the game. Abhishek is doing well, and that's what matters."

Ishika nodded, trying to take Anushka's advice to heart. "You're right. I just need to focus on the match," she said, taking a deep breath and turning her attention back to the field.

Despite the mixed emotions swirling inside her, Ishika clapped and cheered for Abhishek, her heart swelling with pride as he continued to perform exceptionally well against Pakistan.

Kiara was dressed in something quite revealing, her intentions clear as she tried to impress Abhishek. Her outfit drew attention, not just from Ishika but from others around them as well.

Ishika rolled her eyes and muttered to Anushka, "Is she serious? Does she think this is a fashion show?"

Anushka glanced over at Kiara and then back at Ishika, chuckling softly. "Well, she's definitely making an impression. But don't let it get to you. Abhishek is out there to play cricket, not to get distracted."

Ishika sighed, her eyes following Abhishek on the field. "I know, but it's just... frustrating. She's so obvious."

Ritika, overhearing the conversation, leaned in and whispered, "Jealous much, Ishika? Maybe you should tell Abhishek how you feel."

Ishika blushed slightly, her eyes widening. "I'm not jealous. I just think it's inappropriate for a match like this."

Ritika raised an eyebrow, smirking. "Sure, sure. Whatever you say."

Kiara, meanwhile, continued to cheer loudly for Abhishek. "You're amazing, Abhishek! Keep going!"

Ishika couldn't help but roll her eyes again, muttering under her breath, "Could she be any more obvious?"

Abhishek, on the field, caught a glimpse of the stands and saw Kiara cheering for him. He felt a bit uncomfortable but quickly shook it off, focusing back on the game.