Jealousy. - A Virat Kohli fanfiction. [Completed]

3. Cheaters.

I stood next to Virat and I was just as shocked as he was.

His face was a shade of bright red. Any moment now he was about to scream, and shout. Just as he was about to march up to them, I grabbed his arm.

"Get. Off." he said, gritting his teeth together. I didn't move.

"Virat you can't do this. If you get into a fight, that's your reputation gone." I said.

He ignored everything I told him, and grabbed my arm and slightly pushed me back, and walked up to Fawad and Anushka.

"HOW DARE YOU." He screamed.

"I FUCKING TRUSTED YOU WITH ALL OF MY HEART AND THIS IS WHAT YOU DO TO ME? I LOVED YOU, ANUSHKA. I HAVE SACRIFICED SO MUCH FOR OUR LOVE, AND THIS IS HOW YOU REPAY ME? BY COMING TO OUR FRIENDS PARTY, A.. AND TRYING TO GET IT OFF WITH ANOTHER MAN!" He shouted, drunk, but serious.

By now, my brother, Karan and Ranbir were there.

Before I could say anything, I saw Virat puch Fawad like he was some punchbag in the street.

Oh shit.

Ranbir was trying to stop Fawad, and Mahi Bhai was trying to stop Virat.

Anushka just stood there, in the middle of everything, bawling her eyes out. How dare she though?

From what I heard, Virat was a true, honest, loving, caring man, and she actually does that behind her back??

I wouldn't even have the nerve to do anything behind his back if he was my boyfriend.

Saying that, I think he'd make a good boyfriend...

Wait Jaya... why are you even thinking about him being your boyfriend?? what's gotten into you?!

*The Next Day*

Yesterday was eventful. After Virat threw that punch at Fawad, he hasn't said a word.

He's slept, he's ate, and he's cried, cried just abit.

He's just been sitting on the couch, all morning. Mahi Bhai, being Mahi Bhai, told Virat to stay at our house that night, just in case he got up to any nonsense at his own house, or anywhere else.

I walked downstairs when I heard Sakshi Bhabhi calling me for lunch. I was wearing a FC Barcelona jersey with leggings.

I was heading out today with Ranbir, so I thought that was suitable to wear. When I finally came down the large staircase, Virat was STILL sitting on that couch,
but this time, he was playing with little Ziva. Awwwww.

It was so cute!! Ziva was holding Virats work phone, and she was pretending to be on the phone to somebody.

Then, Virat, I think, was taking a selfie of the two of them. It was adorable. Virats so cute with kids. I love it so much. Ugh. I need to stop thinking about him!!

But how can I not?

"Day dreaming about him, huh!?" I heard a voice from beside me.

I quickly realised I was staring and looked away. I looked to my side, and it was Sakshi Bhabhi.

"What?? No!! No way was I day dreaming about Virat Kohli!" I quickly replied. Bhabhi laughed.

"But when did I ever mention Virat?" She winked, and walked gaway to the table.

I mentally face palmed myself for being so stupid.

I slouched down on the sofa, next to Virat.

"How are you now?" I softly asked.

"Great." he replied with a sarcastic tone. I scoffed, because I just asked him how he was and he didn't even care.

"She just made my day." he said.

"Who?"

"Ziva." He replied.

Aww.

"She's just so innocent and full of happiness. I hope she doesn't ever have to go through anything like I did." He looked up at me and I could see how hurt he was just by looking at him.

"Trust me Virat, you're not the only one. Seriously, you can't think that you're the only one who's gone through this. You gotta move on." I said as I got a horrible flashback from the past.

"2 Years ago, the IPL Opening Ceremony. I was walking down the corridor to go to the toilet. I opened the door of what I thought was the toilets. But I was wrong. Very wrong. I saw 2 people on the chair. A man. And a woman. Varun Dhawan. And Jacqueline Fernandez. My boyfriend. And my best friend.

Since then, I haven't spoken to my ex boyfriend, or my ex best friend. But I've moved on. And so do you Virat. It wasn't true love if she did that. It wasn't true love at all."

He looked at me, with nothing but sympathy in his eyes.

"Thank you Jaya. Thank you."

I gave him a cheeky smile and walked off to have my lunch.

"Stop checking out my ass." I turned around and said to Virat. I crossed my arms as a joke.

His cheeks turned a shade of pink.

"OMG.. Virat... Kohli...is blushing... at... my... joke..." I cried in between laughter.

"Joke?" He exclaimed.

"Yeah joke, I know you
weren't really, chill dude!"

He got up, probably to also get lunch, but he came up to me, and whispered in his husky voice.

"Maybe I was Jaya, maybe I was." He winked at me and walked off.

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