JUST US (Virat Kohli Fanfiction)

Chapter One

Elevated stage,all kind of lights rolling,loud music.I am at a concert of a band which I don't like.I have had too much of alcohol.I came to London to visit my cousins and also to watch the match between England and India last night.I am in the middle of the crowd.In front of me,were some girls who jumped and sang with the lyrics.Much as the same I did.Nobody really seems to care about anybody there.I screamed,laughed,clapped and jumped to songs I've never even heard of.There are screens on each side of the stage and a small screen at the top of the stage.You can see the musicians going crazy on the wide stage.My body is swaying to the tunes of the songs.

'Kaira!' I hear my name being called.

I turn back and it's Ryan,my boyfriend.The only reason I'm here,because he promised to go at a match with me only if I come here with him.

'What's up with you? I've been looking for you' He says.

'Stay here,you'll get lost' He adds and holds my hand.

'I don't want to,I want to fly' I say getting loose of his grip and spreading my arms.

He puts his arm across my tummy and helps me stay on my feet.The overdose of Vodka is finally doing it's magic.I'm starting to like the music and it doesn't matter to me what song they play.I'm starting to go dizzy.I try to get out of Ryan's grip as his phone rings.

'This is an important call,I've got to take it.Just stay here I'll be right back' He races off.

I simply nod.

I stand there for a while and look around,there were hardly any Indians.People were dancing,singing and banging their hands into each other,wearing the band's tee every where.I look for Ryan but he's nowhere to be seen.I shake my head and just go into an unknown direction.I am crossing and dodging every one around and nobody seams to care.I'm having a hard time walking in these heels. I've screamed so much already,my throat would hurt like shit in the morning.I sway as long as I could rubbing through a hell lot of bodies and my head bangs into the back of some person;hard.

'Ouch' I rub my forehead.

'I'm sorry' He says and turns around.

My eyes which were not opening a second ago are wide open now.I see hazel eyes even in those crappy lights.Eyes that spoke the language of intensity.A cute snob nose,thin pink lips and a jawline to die for. I know who he is.I'm a massive fan after all.He's Virat Kohli.My eyes get stuck at him,wondering if he's real or if I'm just hallucinating.The black hoodie that covered his head was down letting his jet black hair ruffle in the slight air.His hands working them out as if it were an art that required greatest of his attention.Someone pushes me and he gets a hold of me.His arms around my waist and my arms wrapped around his neck.He looks fine as fuck,just as he looked on the field.Everyone around us erupts into screams and applause but I stand there still;going into a different dimension.

'Are you alright?' He asks out of concern.

His breathe was fresh,it seems he didn't even had a single sip of alcohol.He made my heart race faster.

I don't answer,still figuring out if this is a dream or reality.

'Are you here alone?' He asks.

'No,I'm here with you' I laughed.

He arched his eyebrow and laughed along.It is weird how familiar that laugh of his feels even though it's the first time I've ever seen him in real life.

'I'll help you,tell me' He says with a gentle smile.

'Has someone ever told you before that you're extremely gorgeous' I say as I shake to the music.

Damn,alcohol makes you say cheesy things.

He laughs again and his cheeks turns red.God,he's a shy guy.

I am so close to him,I can almost feel his heartbeat which is pumping because of the music.

'Leave me here I'll be fine' I say and detach myself from him.

I fumble and he holds me again.

'No,I can't leave you like this' He smiles.

Such a wonderful guy.

'I'm here with my boyfriend' I tell him.

'But he has left me like this just to attend a phone call' I add.

'Phones should be banned,you know' I say as he laughs.

'Then why did you come?' He asks still holding me from my waist.

I'm about to speak as I feel a hand on my shoulder.

'What the hell? I told you not to go anywhere!' Ryan shouted.

He looks at me with anger.He sees Virat.Ryan was never much of a cricket fan but he recognized Virat.

'Nice to meet you' He shakes hands with him.

'I'm Ryan,her boyfriend.I'm so sorry from her side really' He adds.

'It's okay man,you should take care of her' Virat replies and that puts a smile on my face.

'Let's go' Ryan says and I trail along with him.

I look back at Virat,who's a stunning vision standing there and I wave my hand.He returns the gesture by doing the same and flaunting his all famous million dollar smile.