Jealousy. - A Virat Kohli fanfiction. [Completed]

9. I Love You.

A/N
Hi guys! I apologise in advance for this chapter😂😬I can build things up but I can't give it an amazing ending oops🙊🙊 Anyways, hope you enjoy this chapter. P.s. sorry about the language🙄🙊

Recap~~~~
Suddenly, out of nowhere, the kitchen  door opened. He let go of me as quickly as possible.

But it was too late. They had seen us.

"What. The. Fuck." He said.
I was so drunk that it took me a few seconds to even recognise who it was.

Ranbir Kapoor.

My so call best friend.

The guy that messed up my entire day. The guy who is mad about me. The guy who loves me, but I don't love him back.

"Look, it's not what it looks like, Ranbir, let me explain." I spat out.

Even though I was drunk, when I needed to be serious, I was.

Ranbir stared at me, and then stared at Virat in disgust. He looked at me from top to bottom, and then looked at Virat from top to bottom.

I could see what was coming now.

"You fucking idiot. How dare you." He stepped closer to us. The closer he got to me, the closer I got to Virat.

He looked a Virat. "You
filthy animal. You think you can go around, getting wasted with other girls, and then use them for sex? How fucking dare you. Oh. and also, I know what you did to Katrina. You broke her heart. No wonder girls cheat on you."

If I never said that to him earlier, none of this would have been happening, and now that Ranbir's said it, beefs going to go down.

Virat pushed me out of his way, and looked at me, his eyes were full of regret.

He walked up to Ranbir, and pushed him, so he lost his balance.

"How dare me? What do you mean how dare me. How dare you. You came into MY house, without any permission, accused ME of shit I didn't do, disturbed ME, disturbed HER, and WHY? Just why? You fucking ruin everything, you ruined OUR friendship, you ruined YOUR friendship with Jaya, by telling her you fucking love her? What kind of bs is that. She doesn't love you yaar. I LOVE HER. If you don't understand that, then go and do yourself a favour. Piss off. Go throw yourself of a bridge for all I care, for Gods sake, just piss off, get out of MY HOUSE!!"

With that, Virat literally pushed him out of the kitchen, and did something I couldn't quite see, I didn't care to be honest.

I had questions. That needed to be answered. God, I was so angry with that man.

I waited for him in the kitchen, leaning against the island in the middle of the kitchen, with my arms folded.

He came back in the kitchen and screamed, probably getting all of his anger out.

He came up to me, and literally threw himself on me.

"Virat fucking Kohli. Get the hell off me." I shouted and I pushed him off me. "Who do you think you are?"

"Look, Jaya, let me explain, it's really actually not what it looks like-" I cut him off.