Jealousy. - A Virat Kohli fanfiction. [Completed]

28. A Date.

Recap~~~~
To Kohli Date, huh? Ok then😏 X

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I got changed, and I applied my makeup. Just as I'd finished, I heard Virat enter the hotel room. I quickly checked to see if I looked good, and I came out of the bathroom to see him.

I walked out, and he was sitting on the bed on his phone. He immediately looked up as soon as he heard me and put his phone down and smiled.
"You look amazing." He managed to get out.
"Thanks Virat." I awkwardly laughed.

To break the silence, Virat said "Right, let me get changed and we will head out yeah?" He got up to go to the bathroom, and when he walked past me, his hand brushed mine. As soon as he touched me, I got goosebumps. Why did this keep happening? I've been in love before, that didn't happen at all before.

To waste time, I turned on the TV and started watching some random stuff. Virat came out of the bathroom wearing a grey top, and white jeans. He's literally the only guy I know who can pull off white jeans.

"Ready?" He smiled. I nodded, and I grabbed my purse. We walked out of the room together.
"So it's a date?" He smirked at me.
"Maybe." I grinned. "Are your people here?" I asked.
"Yes. My people are waiting by the elevators." He laughed. By people, I meant his bodyguards. If we carried on having dates like this, I don't think I can have big men wearing black suits and black glasses following us around every minute of the day.

"What about the media?" I asked as we got into the elevator.
"What about them?" He looked at me.
"Rumours? Us two, it's not like it's the first time the both have us been linked with relationships and stuff." I said.
"That's true, but the media can think whatever they want to, and we can confirm whatever they throw at us." He smiled.

We had reached the ground floor, and as Virat said, his bodyguards were standing there waiting for us. Virat began to talk to them, and we started walking out, where loads of paparazzi were standing, ready to take tons of photos, and throw the most personal questions about us. But that was my life.

We stepped out, and Virat grabbed my hand. He looked at me and gave me a reassuring smile. We made our way through the paparazzi, and we had reached our car. Virats bodyguards were quite strict, as they didn't want too much fuss with him, just incase anything happened, but still they agreed with Virat that he could drive one car that the both of us were in, and they would follow behind. Don't even ask why he did that, even I was confused to why he did it.

Virat being the caring gentleman he is, he walked to my side and opened the door for me, and got in the drivers seat when I sat in. I put on my seatbelt, so did he, and we were ready to go.

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"How long left Virat?" I asked.
"Um... about 10 minutes?" He said. It came out as more of a question than an answer.

Like he said,  10 minutes had passed, and we were at the restaurant. It looked really elegant and just posh.
"Erm Virat, are you sure you want to spend this much money? I mean it looks expensive." I said to him, it made him laugh, and I didn't know why so I gave him a confused look. 

"Jaya, I'm the vice captain of the Indian cricket team." He laughed.
"Matlab? You're just stating the obvious you know." I said to him. He rolled his eyes.
"Meaning, I can afford everything." He winked.

We got out of the car, and he grabbed my hand and walked inside to the restaurant. The first thing I noticed about this restaurant, was that these people eating here were no ordinary people. They were celebrities. I looked around, and most of them were all less known actors. They all seemed perfectly fine when we came in, probably because of their famous status too, a few of them gave us a big smile as we walked in.