Her And Him (Completed)

CRICKETERS.

I was screaming like a banshee on ecstacy. I knew that much.
But I was so fucking excited!

Vidyut came home soon after Evan and I reached. He looked amazing with his tailored grey suit. His straight brown hair was slicked back, with every damn strand in perfect order. I stood there drooling over how extra handsome he looked today, and if Evan had not been as distracted as he was, he might have mocked me to heavens and back.

He came home exuding power as he shouted at whoever poor soul was clinging onto the phone on the other side.

"No no no no no. Fuck no! Tell them that my offer stands the same. I'm not going to offer a pound more than that. They are in no place to negotiate the terms. Tell them to accept it or fuck off." He spoke in a dangerously low voice."

Have you ever heard a British man ask someone to fuck off in a British accent?

That phrase could be he beginning of a damn wet dream. Thats how sexy it sounds.

I rearranged my features as He greeted me with a tiny smile, before extending his hand to Evan who distractedly took it.

I snickered at Evan, earning a half sheepish half annoyed expression from him.

So as soon as we walked in, Evan took note of Ella. He stared at her profile kinda creepily for a whole minute before he literally turned on his sex appeal and strolled over to where she stood by the window.

"Maam, is your name Gillette?"

She looked at him with a blank expression.

"Cause you're the best a man can get."

I cringed so hard I thought my facial muscles would just straight up collapse.

She must have lip  read only the last part because her expression betrayed confusion alone.

He looked shell shocked at her lack of a reply, before flashing her one of his trademark I'm-going-to-charm-your-pants-off-smile.

She returned his billion dollar smile wih a tiny uncertain smile of her own.

I watched in utter disbelief as his face broke into a genuine grin.

What the hell was happening right now?

I walked over to the two of them, before introducing him to her and vice versa.

I saw the silent understanding in his eyes as I gestured to her.

He then went back to silently staring at her, and flashing random smiles her way. Aww, my big brother was smitten!

That was when Vidyut finally came back.

He handed me four of what appeared to be tickets.

And that was when I started screaming.

Tickets for a Twenty overs cricket match. India v England in the Lords.

Now I hold an American passport, was born and brought up in America and I have spent a considerable chunk of my life in England. So I don't blame you for being surprised that I am a die hard fan of Team India.

And no. As cute as I think Virat Kohli , the vice captain is, I don't support India for him alone.

My dad has no clue what happens in a cricket match and so it was my mom who introduced my brother and I to cricket. She is of course an Indian supporter so Evan and I also love Team India.

In a country of maniac fans of baseball and basketball, we used to get mocked for faking illness to stay home and watch cricket. But we loved the sport all the same.