OXYGEN |Shubman Gill Fanfiction|

Chapter 10.

Adithi's POV-

"You guys do whatever you want, in that room." I said, pointing to the guest room.

"But use protection, please." I winked at them, before rushing into my room.

Wait. Why am I here?

I ran to Shub's room, and opened the door.

"Heyyy. Missed me?" I chuckled.

"Nahhh." He laughed.

I rolled my eyes, with a smile on my face.

"Sure."

I walked to his bed, and made myself comfortable, wrapping an arm around him.

He gave me a smirk and was about to say something, but his phone rang.

"Haanji mummy?"  He spoke into the phone.

"Main badiya. Aap kaise ho?"  He questioned his mom.

"Kal? Kyu?"

"Seriously? Mazaak toh nahi kar rahe ho?" He asked, totally shocked.

Ohkay, what's happening?

All of a sudden, he laughed.

Now, seriously, what's happening?

"Haan, le aunga." He said, looking at me.

I gave him a questioning look, and he just smiled at me in return.

"Bye mummy. Khayal rakhna." He said, and kept his phone on the side table.

"Kya hua?" I asked him.

"I have to fly back to Punjab tomorrow. Cousin's wedding." He informed.

"That's nice." I smiled at him.

Somewhere, in my heart, I was upset too. I didn't want him to leave.

"Aur...." He continued, pulling me to his lap.

"My family wants you too. There. With me." He smiled.

I looked at him, with my eyes wide open.

"K-K-Kya?" I stammered.

"Me? Your family? Itni jaldi?"  I asked, shocked.

"Adithi, calm down, baby. They won't eat you." He tried calming me down.

"But-"

"Shh.." He kept his finger on my lips.

"I'll be there with you. And, I'm sure, they'll love you. But, if you don't want to, I won't force you." He said, softly, looking into my eyes.

I looked at him for a few seconds, until, I got up from his bed.

He gave me a questioning look.

"I have to pack my clothes." I winked at him.

He smiled at me, showing off his dimples.

I ran to my room, and opened my wardrobe.

"Let's pack both traditional as well as western." I told myself.

Thank god, Riya and I went shopping last week.

She told me to buy a few Indian wear, including a punjabi suit, and I did.

I had never worn a punjabi suit though.

I packed my ghagras, shorts, jeans and some more items.

My bag wasn't that huge, nor was it small.

An hour later, I was done with my packing.

I went to Shub's room to check on him, and obviously to sleep.

"YOU DIDN'T EVEN START!" I stated, keeping my hands on my waist.

He chuckled at me.

I walked to where he was standing.

"I'll pack." I ordered him.

"Was waiting for that." He laughed.

I stood there, with a dumbfounded expression on my face.

"You!" I started hitting Shub.

He caught my wrist and pulled me to his chest.

He wrapped his arms around me.

"I hate you." I mumbled, wrapping my arms around him.

"Sure." He chuckled.

His chest vibrated against my head.

"Stop chuckling. My head is vibrating." I complained, to which he laughed.

I lightly punched him on the stomach, and walked towards his bag and packed his clothes.

After we were done, we made ourselves comfortable on the bed.

"Good night." I whispered and closed my eyes.

"Good night." Shub whispered, kissing my forehead and wrapping an arm around me.

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We landed in Chandigarh, and walked out of the airport.

There were reporters outside the airport.

Shub held my hand tightly, and led me to the car.

I was sure by the next hour the photos would be all over social media.

"Yeh Adithi hai?" The guy, who sat in the passenger's seat asked.

"Tere liye bhabi." Shub smirked.

I choked on my saliva and started coughing.

Shub handed me a bottle of water, with a wink.

I gulped down the water, and handed the bottle back to him.

"Kaisi ho bhabi?" The guy asked, slightly chuckling.

"Thik hu. Aap kaise ho?" I smiled.

"Mai bhadiya, aur bhabi please ye aap naa bolo. Oh, by the way, the name is Sahil." He grinned.

"Okay. Kya karte ho?" I asked him; smiling.

"Abhi toh filhal college mei hu. Tum?" He asked.

"Same. Lekin do mahine mein internship shuru ho jayegi." I told him.

The entire ride, Sahil and I spoke.

I got along with him really well.

Shubman was glad about it.

"Yaar mujhe toh bhabi bohot achi lagi." Sahil winked at Shub.

"Choice kiski hai." Shub smirked, pulling his collar up.

I rolled my eyes at him.

"Lekin bhabi ki choice bohot kharab hai." Sahil joked.

I laughed and high fived him.

This time, Shub rolled his eyes.

We reached Shubman's place in no time.

So, this was it.

I'd be meeting his parents in less that ten minutes now.

God, save me.

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God, save her. xD

Vooooote. ❤