JUST US (Virat Kohli Fanfiction)

Chapter Three

'Fuck' I swear as my car stops in the middle of the road.I'm coming back from the stadium after watching the last match between India and West Indies.

I look around and it's a lonely road.I try to start the car but it doesn't start.I slam my head on the steering wheel.Last few weeks have been quite harsh for me. I've been trying to come out of my break up.I take my phone and call my best friend,Sanaya who lives with me in Mumbai.

'Pick up the phone,pick up the phone' I plead.

But I get no answer from the other side and then my mind strikes.Sanaya's parents are in Mumbai and she has gone to some family wedding with them.Shit.

I get out of the car and look at the time in my mobile,it's 11:30 pm.I got the job of Cricket anchor/interviewer only few weeks ago,so I was new in town and hardly knew anyone.I open the bonnet of the car and it does me no good as I've zero knowledge about it.I search around for a vehicle to come on this forsaken road.

'I've been through much worse times in the fast few days,I can handle this one' I scoff to myself.

I close the bonnet and sit on it.I play a song on my phone and hum along it.I sit there for about 15 minutes and not even a single vehicle passes by.I'm losing hope,the darkness has started to haunt me.Then suddenly a car appears,my eyes beam but it passes by so quickly and I lower my head.

To my surprise the car comes back in reverse and stops in front of me,I'm still sitting on the bonnet.

'Hey' A person shouts from the car as he lowers his window.

I get up from the bonnet and my gaze widens.

'Virat!' I exclaim.

My eyes don't believe what they are seeing.Not even a single vehicle on this goddamn road and when I finally see a car,it belongs to The Virat Kohli.

'What are you doing here in the middle of the night?' He asks.

'I...ummm...actually..my car stopped midway...I was go..going home' I manage to say.

Stop stuttering,you Idiot.

'Oh,don't worry my driver will just check your car and meanwhile you can come inside my car' He smiles.

Well,that's not a bad place to be,is it?

I hesitate for a while but the thought fascinates me so I hop in the car as he opens the door for me.

'Thank you so much' I smile.

'Our cars are having a hard time these days' He says.

'Yeah' I laugh.

'I was really scared,I was about to sleep in the car only' I add.

'Are you always in some sort of trouble,huh?' He asks.

'Always' I giggle.

What is wrong with you? Stop being so shy and coy.

'So..I know I shouldn't be asking this but are you okay now? I mean last time you were really upset,is everything okay with Ryan?' He says as the smile on my face goes away.

I am still trying to forget Ryan,we were together for about six months and every time someone mentions about my break up,I get a little emotional.

'Yes,I'm over coming it,thank you for that little pep talk,it really helped' I say.

He smiles in response.Honestly and concern is what,I see in his eyes.We both stay quiet for a minute and look out of our respective windows.I turn my head and see Virat looking out of the window.He looks so heavenly under a dim street light,totally magical.

'So? You're not going back with the team to the hotel?' I ask out of curiosity.

'No,actually I had an injury on my hand so we just got a scan from the hospital and were going back to the hotel' He explains.

Yes,the injury.I was  worried about it the whole match.And when I saw him,I forgot everything.

'Oh,shit! Sorry for being so rude.How's your hand? Is it okay?' I ask trying to get a look at his hand in the dark.

'Yes it is,it's nothing serious' He tells.

I take a sigh of relief.

My phone rings and it's from Sanaya.I pick it up.

'You called me so many times,what's up with you?' Sanaya asks worriedly.

'Yeah,I was going home and my car stopped midway' I tell her.

'Oh my god! Where are you? I'm on my way home with mom and dad,I'll pick you up' She suggests.

'Actually,I'll be there myself' I say softly hoping Virat would find me sophisticated.

'Where are you? And why are speaking so slow?' She asks.

'I'm in Virat's car' I whisper.

'Virat who?' She asks casually.

'Kohli,Virat Kohli' I mumble.

'What? Virat Kohli?' Sanaya shouts and her voice blasts out of the phone.I'm sure Virat would've heard that.

'As in the cricketer Virat Kohli?' Sanaya asks in shock.

'Yes,I'll be home okay bye' I quickly cut off the phone.

'She got pretty excited,huh?' Virat grins.

Yes,he heard it.

'Yeah,she loves you' I say in complete excitement.

'She does?' Virat asks.

'Yeah,I mean everybody loves you' I say.

'What about you?' He raises his eyebrow.

I look at him and hang back a bit.Is it such a difficult question to answer? I mean he must be getting thousands of 'I love you' on daily basis.It doesn't make a difference if I say the same.I love him of course,as a fan.So why am I hesitating?

I'm about to speak as the driver cuts me off,' Mam,the car is fixed'.

'Oh' I say with a slight disappointment.

I don't want go,It feels so good here.

'That's great' I try  to cover up my former expression.

'I should be going' I add and smile at Virat.

'Yeah,drive safe' He smiles.

I get out of the car in no time.

'Thank you so much' I lean down and get a final look at Virat's sparkling eyes.

'Pleasure is all mine' He smiles.

Oh that smile.Damn.

'Are you always this smooth with girls?' I smirk.

What the fuck.No way,I just said that.I mentally face palm myself.

'No' He smiles.

'No?' My lips forming a perfect 'O'.

'No' He says.

'Bye' He adds and drives off.

I stand there trying to understand what he meant by that? Should I feel special?  Did he felt comfortable talking to me? What is this guy? Three times I met him and I totally embarrassed myself in front of him.He shouldn't be even looking at me.But he did and he helped me.What a nice guy.I smile to myself on these thoughts standing alone in the darkness which bothers me no more.Maybe sometimes you need darkness to show you a little ray of light in life.