Jealousy. - A Virat Kohli fanfiction. [Completed]

23. A Random Trip.

Recap~~~~
Shit. He's just going to leave me alone like this after what's just happened?

"Tonight?" I stuttered. He looked at me and apologised.
"Yes, Jaya tonight. Bu-" I cut him off.
"So after everything that happened, we had that photoshoot, Ranbir screaming his head off at them both of us, we even had sex for heavens sake, and you think it's alright for me to be left alone in Mu-" This time, he cut me off.

"I want you to come with me."
He quickly said. I was shocked. Very shocked actually. I laughed at him.
"Really? Virat? What am I supposed to tell bhai? I went on a random trip to Bangalore for a week with my friend Virat Kohli? What the hell? That sounds sooo pathetic."
"Look Jaya, I don't care about all of this 'fun' stuff, why can't you just come with me, tell bhai that I asked you to if not, say you have a shoot there or something! Just please Jaya. I want to be with you, I can't cope without you." He begged.
I thought about it for a minute, and then he made a sad face, which I just couldn't say no to.

"UGHHHH... Fine Kohli. But only because I will be lonely here in Mumbai!" I said and crossed my arms.
"Awww!!! YESSS!" Virat punched the air in victory. I raised my eyebrow at him.
"Oh, sorry." He got up. "I'm so glad you're coming Jaya! Now I'm going to help you pack!" He hugged me and went upstairs, probably to my room.

I followed him upstairs, and he was standing in my room waiting for me.
"Come on, slow coach. We've got to pack in 1 hour!" He said.
"1 HOUR?" I shouted, he laughed at it.
"Come on then where's you suitcase?" He asked and took his blazer jacket off. He was now wearing a black waistcoat with black trousers.
"At the top of the wardrobe." I looked at him weirdly. "Why are you wearing that? You look like 40!" I moaned and walked over to my wardrobe.

"I think it's too high for you baby." He was close behind me and whispered in my ear whilst I was jumping up and down trying to reach it.
"Shutup Kohli. I bet you can't get it. You're not that much taller than me." I said full of attitude.
"If you say so then."
He pushed his body against mine and place his left hand on mine, making it stay down, and he reached up and pulled the suitcase down.
"Still think I can't reach it?" He pouted. I rolled my eyes and opened the wardrobe door.
I got my pyjamas, gym and chill clothes out and put them in my suitcase, then I started getting all my essentials together, like makeup, toiletries etc.

"Yo Jaya? Will you need this?" I turned around and I saw Virat holding my bra with a huge grin on his face. My mouth formed an 'o' shape.
"VIRAT! Give that to me!" I went up to him, and he put his hand higher, making me jump to get my own bloody bra. Wow.
"Nu-uh." Virat said. "Do one thing and then you can get it back. He grinned.
"What Kohli?" I asked, wanting to know more.
"Kiss me."
"What?"
"Just do it."
I rolled my eyes, and to be honest, I wasn't bothered that I was kissing him, I'd just peck
him on the lips and then it's sorted!

I did that, and he leaned back and raised an eyebrow at me.
"Virat Kohli, I hate you for this, but I love you for this too." I leaned in and passionately kissed Virat, him kissing me back with the same passion.
When we pulled away, Virat spoke first.
"You finally admitted it eh?" He said out of breath, and smirked.
"No way, but one thing I'm admitting is that you're a damn good kisser!" I laughed and he kissed me again, which caught me off guard, and I fell on the bed. Virat smirked. Oh I know what's coming now. He jumped on the bed, on top of me, and started kissing me. Again.

A/N
Hi! I hope you enjoyed it, and sorry this is a short chapter, but I don't have any time to update longer ones as I normally do, so enjoy this! I will probably do a short one either every other day, and do a long ones sometimes in the week. Thanks for reading!!

-J Xx