JUST FRIENDS //Abhishek Sharma Fanfiction//

23. Mummy.

Urvashi's POV-

"Quick! Quick!" I shouted at the guys.

Ravi sir wanted us on the ground at 7:15 a.m sharp. And these children were still playing around.

"Listen you children! Shut the fuck up and get in." I yelled at them, standing near the bus, pointing towards the door.

That helped because they quickly got in.

"Everyone's here?" I asked the boys.

After a round of yes, I told the driver to drive us to the location.

"Mummy!" The guys called out.

"Mummyyyyyy!" Shub screamed in my ear. I jumped on my seat.

"What the fuck was that?" I asked him.

"You didn't listen to us, the first time, so." He stuck his tongue out at me.

"I'm not your mummy." I glared at him and the boys.

"You called us children earlier, so basically, you're our mummy." Shub smiled.

"If that's so, call me maa not mummy. I'm your mother not a burried king." I pointed out.

He opened his mouth to say something but nothing came out.

"Exactly." I chuckled.

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As soon as we reached the location, I pushed the boys out and literally dragged all of them to the ground.

We reached at 7:14 a.m. Woo! A minute early.

The boys started their warm up.

I ran to the stand, kept my bag and took out the schedule for the boys to practice accordingly.

Abhishek's POV-

Vashi was running around with our schedules, getting everything on point. This girl works so much.

Tearing my eyes away from her, I continued balling to Prithvi. I did my run up and bowled, Prithvi swung his bat, smashing the ball. I dived to catch the ball, injuring my little finger in the process.

I furiously shook my finger due to the pain I was feeling.

"Vashi first aid box la! Abhay ko lagi hai." Prithvi shouted.

Within seconds Vashi was beside me, examining my finger.

"Guys, it's just a bit of swelling. Nothing to worry about. He'll be fine in an hour or so." She informed everyone.

She took me to the side and made me sit, while the rest of them got back to practicing. I don't know what she did next as I was busy looking at her.

"Stop staring." She told me.

I chuckled at her but didn't stop, obviously.

"Ow." I acted as if I was hurt, just to see her reaction.

"Sorry." She said, softly, while slowly massaging my finger.

"Is it hurting a lot?" She asked me.

I moved a little closer to her and whispered, "Was. Not now."

"Abh-" I cut her off.

"Shhh, Vashi." I rested my forehead against hers.

"I love you." I whispered and she suddenly pulled away.

"Y-Your finger- uhm- I mean- just take rest for an hour. It'll be fine." She said and ran away.

I stood up and ran my fingers through my hair.

Why won't she just accept it?

Urvashi's POV-

I ran away from Abhay.

I ran to the edge of the stands, sat there, kept my head on my palms and started taking deep breaths.

"Don't cry, Vashi. Don't. You're strong." I whispered to myself.

"Vashi?"

I looked up to see Virat bhai standing infront of me.

"Bhai?" I was shocked to say the least.

"Kya hua bachha?" He asked, sitting beside me.

"Kuch nahi bhai. Main theek hu." I lied.

"Vashi, I know you're lying."

"No, seriously. I'm fine." I lied again.

He held me by my shoulders and that's when I broke down. God, Vashi. Get a grip on yourself.

"Vashi.... bachha rote nahi." Virat bhai cooed.

"Shh... you're my strong bachha." He added, rubbing my back.

"Bhai.... Abhay." I breathed out while crying.

"Tell me, Vashi. Tell me about you and Abhay. I know you guys have a past that you're hiding." He said, still hugging me.

I pulled away from his grip and looked at him.

He blinked his eye, as if assuring me, he'll keep it as a secret.

"Bhai, four years back......" I started.

Well, here goes nothing.

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Isn't the bond Virat and Vashi share cute? Because I really find it very cute. The way he calls her bachha is so cute! Just imagine him saying bachha. Awlelelelelele! ❤

Voooooote. ❤