A Shubman Gill Fanfiction The stadium was roaring, alive in the way only an IPL night could be. Lights blazed overhead, chants echoed endlessly, and thousands of voices merged into one electric wave inside Narendra Modi Stadium. And somewhere in that chaos-between flags, jerseys, and flashing cameras-stood Aratrika Shah, screaming at the top of her lungs like nothing else in the world mattered. Because to her, nothing else did. At twenty-three, Aratrika was a final-year fashion design student in Ahmedabad, balancing sketchbooks and deadlines by day, and living, breathing cricket by night. She didn't just watch matches-she felt them. Every run, every wicket, every moment lived in her chest. And when it came to Shubman Gill and Virat Kohli, she didn't hold back-she screamed louder, celebrated harder, like she belonged to the game itself. That night, like always, she had dragged her friends along, insisting cricket wasn't meant to be watched-it was meant to be lived. And when Shubman walked in to bat, her world narrowed down to the pitch. Every ball had her breath caught, every shot had her on edge. Until- A six. Clean. Effortless. Perfect. And Aratrika lost it. She screamed, laughed, completely consumed by the moment-eyes shining, unaware that up on the field, Shubman had glanced at the big screen. And instead of the replay- He saw her. Not the crowd. Not the noise. Just her. The girl who felt the game more than anyone else. And just like that, something shifted. Because in a crowd of thousands- He noticed one. He didn't know her name, didn't know who she was-but he couldn't forget her. And even after she disappeared back into the crowd, the moment stayed. Because now- Shubman Gill was searching. For a girl who had no idea... that she had just become the reason he couldn't look away from the stands anymore.

A Shubman Gill, Ishan Kishan & Abhishek Sharma Fanfiction. Six people, two friend groups, one luxury duplex in Mumbai, and a mistake that none of them can undo. Shubman Gill, Ishan Kishan, and Abhishek Sharma move in expecting a quiet, structured space after a long season, only to find that the house has already been rented out to Tanishka Singh Chauhan, Advika Dutta, and Kashish Arora. Two different brokers, two full payments, and one property that legally belongs to both parties leave them with no immediate solution and no choice but to coexist until things are sorted. What begins as a forced compromise quickly turns into a test of space, patience, and boundaries. Shubman, who thrives on order and control, finds himself constantly clashing with Tanishka, who is just as particular and unwilling to adjust. Ishan's chaotic, easygoing nature collides effortlessly with Advika's bold and unpredictable personality, turning everyday moments into banter that neither of them takes seriously until it starts to mean something. Meanwhile, Abhishek and Kashish settle into a quieter rhythm, building an understanding that doesn't rely on noise or confrontation but grows in the spaces in between. Living together was never part of the plan, and yet routines begin to form despite their resistance. Shared spaces lead to shared conversations, small irritations turn into familiarity, and the line between obligation and comfort begins to blur. What was meant to be temporary slowly becomes something harder to walk away from. When a solution finally presents itself and the option to leave is back on the table, none of them are where they started. Because somewhere along the way, the house stopped being just a mistake-and started feeling like something worth staying for.

A Shubman Gill Fanfiction At just 23, Shubman Gill has already spent five years living the dream-wearing the Indian jersey, traveling across the world, and carrying the weight of expectations on his shoulders. Stadiums roar his name, cameras follow his every move... but somewhere between matches and milestones, he's missed out on something quieter-home. Back in Chandigarh, his 18-year-old sister has just stepped into a new phase of life. With her 12th results out and the future wide open, she stands at a crossroads-excited, nervous, and unsure of what comes next. That's when Shubman makes a decision that changes everything. He asks her to leave the familiarity of Chandigarh behind and move to Mumbai-to study, to grow, to experience life beyond the bubble she's always known. But more than that... to stay with him. To finally live under the same roof. To make up for the years they spent apart-him chasing cricket, her buried in books. With their parents' hesitant but trusting approval, she applies to colleges in Mumbai, stepping into a world that's louder, faster, and far more unpredictable than anything she's known. What follows is not just a story of college life in a new city, but of rediscovering a sibling bond that time and distance had quietly stretched. Between early morning practices, late-night conversations, inside jokes, protective fights, and moments of silent understanding- they begin to build something they never truly had before: A relationship not just of siblings... but of best friends finding their way back to each other. And in a city that never slows down, they finally learn how to pause-for each other.

A Shubman Gill, Abhishek Sharma & Ishan Kishan fanfiction story. Three best friends. Three women. Three very different kinds of love. They grew up together-through under-19 matches, hotel lobbies, late-night calls, and the kind of friendships that feel like home. What none of them planned for was falling in love... all at once, and all so differently. Shubman finds himself standing on dangerous ground when he starts looking at his childhood best friend differently. Ishita Singhal-quiet, brilliant, and buried deep in her PG (MD) in Cardiothoracic Surgery-has always been his constant. Soft love. Safe love. The kind that scares you because losing it would hurt the most. Abhishek agrees to fake-date his PR media manager to control the headlines. Enter Akriti Verma-sharp-tongued, fiercely professional, and absolutely not someone he's supposed to fall for. But somewhere between staged smiles and unscripted jealousy, he falls first... and pretends he hasn't. Chaotic love. Accidental love. The kind that sneaks up on you. Ishan never expects to fall for someone who sees through fame instead of worshipping it. Reva Agnihotri, a social media journalist, asks the questions no one else dares to-and writes truths that don't come with filters. Their connection is deep, honest, and fragile enough to break under the weight of reality. Emotional love. Painful love. The kind that teaches you when to hold on and when to let go. Set against matches, media storms, hospital corridors, and quiet moments no one sees- this is a story about comfort turning into chaos, chaos into heartbreak, and heartbreak into healing. You'll come for one couple. You'll stay for all three. And you'll leave a little changed.

A Shubman Gill Fanfiction He's India's golden boy of cricket. She's chasing a name of her own in sports media. Neither of them believes in this kind of love story. Fresh off an international series in London, Shubman Gill wants nothing except peace, practice, and distance from unnecessary emotions. Marriage? Not on his list. Not now. Maybe not ever. Until his mother says one sentence he can't escape: "Just meet her once, for me. If you don't like her I'll not force you again." A family friend's daughter. Smart. Independent. Beautiful. One meeting. No expectations. Rutvi Mathur has just returned from the USA-career finally taking flight, applications sent to top sports channels, dreams bigger than ever. A poised media presenter, a die-hard cricket lover (with an unapologetic soft spot for Virat Kohli), and absolutely not someone who planned on marrying young. But her mother insists. A proposal has come. The boy is a superstar. Surely she knows him. Rutvi agrees-only to think about it. Only to meet him. --- Two people pressured into a meeting they don't believe in. Two lives built on ambition, discipline, and distance. One conversation that was supposed to end politely... and be forgotten. But some meetings don't end when you walk away. Between shared silences, honest conversations, and a comfort neither of them expected-lines begin to blur. Feelings grow quietly. Slowly. Dangerously. Because what happens when just one meeting starts to feel like home? A slow-burn arranged-marriage story where love doesn't rush in- it waits, lingers, and changes everything.

A Shubman Gill Fanfiction (Crazy timeskips included. Planning to rewrite but not soon) At 26, Shubman Gill is living the dream every cricketer grows up chasing. Captain of the Indian Test and ODI teams. Leading his IPL side. A career at its absolute peak. Everything in his life is planned, controlled, and moving exactly the way it should. Until one unexpected call turns his perfectly structured world upside down. Suddenly, Shubman finds himself responsible for something far bigger than captaincy, trophies, or records - a 15-year-old girl who has just lost the only family she ever had. Arushi Kaur. Aru. She's grieving, guarded, and completely unfamiliar with the fast-paced world Shubman lives in. And he's just as unprepared to step into a role he never imagined for himself. Moving to Mumbai means a new beginning for both of them - new routines, a new school, awkward dinners, quiet conversations, and two strangers trying to figure out how to exist in each other's lives. Between international matches, media chaos, dance practices, family dinners, match rewatches and the slow process of healing, they start learning something neither of them expected. Sometimes family isn't the one you're born into. Sometimes it's the one life places in your hands when you least expect it. And sometimes... even the strongest captain has to learn how to lead at home.

A Shubman Gill Fanfiction Janvi Sharma has always been there. Before the fame. Before the jerseys. Before the world learned Shubman Gill's name. She's the girl who showed up when matches ended late, who understood his silences, who fit so naturally into his world that everyone assumed she belonged. Including herself. So when the world finds out he has a girlfriend, Janvi finds out too- through a public post, effortless and unapologetic. Like she never existed at all. Like she was'nt the person who should have known this before everyone. What hurts isn't the girlfriend. It's being the only one who didn't know. Still, Janvi stayed. Because loyalty feels easier than asking questions she's afraid to hear the answers to. Until boundaries appear overnight, rumours turn cruel, and silence replaces protection. And when it matters most, he chooses distance. Then silence. Then a version of the story where she no longer fits. That's when Janvi understood the truth: she wasn't forgotten-she was convenient. So she left. Not broken. Not angry. Just clear. Choosing a future that doesn't require her to keep showing up for someone who stopped choosing her. Because sometimes the deepest betrayal isn't being replaced. It's being taken for granted.

A Fanfiction Story based From Somewhere Between Maybe and Forever They grew up watching their parents become legends. Stadium corridors were their playgrounds, post-match celebrations were normal dinners, and cricket was never just a game-it was part of who they were. Viren and Niharika Gill. Aryan and Rishita Kishan. Akaay and Vamika Kohli. Samira Sharma. Rihaan and Ridhaan Sharma. The children of India's most iconic cricketers. Different personalities. Different dreams. Same legacy. But carrying famous surnames comes with expectations, comparisons, pressure, and a world that's always watching their every move. As friendships deepen, rivalries grow, and emotions get complicated, they must decide who they want to be-beyond their parents' shadows. Because the world may know them as their parents' children. But soon... they'll know them as the future of cricket

A Shubman Gill, Ishan Kishan & Abhishek Sharma Fanfiction *Cannot be read as a standalone.* Love didn't end with the weddings. It only changed shape. Shubman and Anaya are married-settled, steady, and learning that marriage is a daily choice as careers evolve and dreams expand beyond what they imagined. Abhishek and Vaani stand between ambition and commitment, discovering that love doesn't mean slowing down, but moving forward together. Mehek and Ishan grow quietly, building a life rooted in routine, understanding, and a future that doesn't need rushing. Through it all, friendship remains the spine. Three men shaped by stadium lights. Three women who chose lives beyond the noise. This is no longer a story about falling in love. It's about staying. Choosing. And building a life that finally feels like your own.

Shubman Gill, Ishan Kishan and Abhishek Sharma fanfiction. Three cricketers. Three women who have nothing to do with cricket. One unforgettable story where worlds collide, hearts tangle, and love sneaks in when no one's looking. When interior designer Anaya Kapoor is hired to redesign Shubman Gill's new home, she expects mood boards and deadlines-not the slow, irresistible pull toward the man who keeps dismantling the walls she built long before she touched his. Café-chain owner Mehek Singh has no patience for celebrities, especially chaotic ones. But Ishan Kishan-with his golden-retriever smile and habit of "accidentally" dropping by her outlets-slowly softens the guarded girl who swears she's immune to charm. Fashion photographer Vaani Tandon despises athletes, and Abhishek Sharma is at the top of that list. Forced to work together on a high-profile magazine cover, they clash, banter, and burn until the line between enemies and something much more dangerous begins to blur. Bound by friendship, fate, and a series of accidental adventures, these six discover that love doesn't care about careers, schedules, or perfectly drawn plans. Sometimes, it just takes three boys, three girls, and a whole lot of chaos to rewrite your story.