JUST FRIENDS //Abhishek Sharma Fanfiction//

20. Pre- Wedding Shoot.

Abhishek's POV-

"Haaayyee." I could hear someone's voice.

"Shut up Virat bhai. He's sleeping." Vashi hissed.

Her fingers still running through my hair.

I loved the feeling.

I suddenly heard a flash go off.

"Virat bhai! Delete." Vashi whispered.

"Nooooo!" He screamed.

"Shhhh. Don't wake him up." Vashi scolded him.

"Acha? Itna pyaar aa raha hai?" Virat bhai teased her.

"I'm the Team Manager. It's my duty-"

"Haan pata hai, pata hai. It's your duty to check on the players and all. But I've never seen you like this with other players." Virat bhai stated.

"It's because, other players haven't fallen sick." She replied.

"Abhay isn't well?" Virat bhai asked her. I could hear concern laced in his voice.

"He's better now. I gave him medicines." She said.

"Did you eat anything?" He asked her.

"Yeah." She said.

Vashi touched my forehead to check my temperature.

Her hands are so soft.

"Seems like you're perfectly fine." She whispered to herself.

She continued running her fingers through my hair.

One of her hands were on my shoulder, while the other was running through my hair. I acted as if I was moving in my sleep, and took her hand in mine and held it near my heart. I held her hand tightly, afraid of letting her go.

Urvashi's POV-

"Abhay." I slowly shook him.

He stirred in his sleep.

"Abhay, get up. We've landed." I told, shaking him more.

He slowly got up and rubbed his eyes.

I checked his forehead again, just to be sure.

Thankfully, he had no fever now.

I pulled my hand off his grip and got up from the seat.

"Thanks. I'm feeling better." He smiled.

I blinked my eyes, and smiled at him.

I pushed Manjot back to his seat, and quickly grabbed my hand bag.

I climbed down from the plane, and stretched out my hands.

"Oww."

I looked behind to see Hardik bhai, holding his arm.

"Oooops." I laughed at him.

He chuckled at me, and held my shoulders and walked.

"Bhai, what does Pikachu say when the biryani has no salt?" I asked him.

He raised an eye brow.

"Phika phika." I laughed and ran away from him.

"Vashi!" He screamed, running behind me.

I quickly ran inside the airport.

"Shubman!" I called him out.

He turned to look at me with a smile.

"What's the opposite of a firefly?" I asked him.

"I don't know?" He shrugged his shoulder.

"Waterfall." I giggled.

Looking at his expression, Virat bhai laughed.

What the fuck? Is this man always around whenever I joke?

"Okay, when are you leaving the job?" Shub asked, causing me to laugh.

"Oh. Oh. Oh. Oh! Manjot! Listen to this." I said, and ran to Manjot.

"Yes, ma'am. Tell me." He said.

"When a choco pie goes, it's called GAYE CHOCOPIE. When a choco pie returns, what is it called?" I asked him.

"Hein?"

"Aye! Duffer. It's called LOTTE CHOCOPIE." I laughed.

"WHAT?" He shrieked.

I laughed more at his reaction.

I was about to say something but Virat bhai intruded by laughing.

"LOTTE CHOCOPIE." Virat bhai facepalmed himself.

I giggled at him.

We finally finished all the formalities and got out of the airport and into the bus.

I sat next to Rohit bhai and looking out of the window asked him, "Sir car kiski hai?"

He looked out of the window and replied, "Pata nahi."

"Arre Modi ki hai."  I poked my tongue.

"Modiji Sri Lanka main hai?"  Rohit bhai asked me, quite shocked.

Virat bhai laughed and said, "Buddhu, usne poocha Sarkar kiski hai? Ab samjhe?"

"Vashi yaar!" Rohit bhai facepalmed himself, making me laugh.

I next went to Suresh bhai, with Virat bhai following me, and that's when I noticed the bus moving.

"Suresh bhai, can you teach me to fly a jet plane?" I asked him.

"Na?" He gave me a questioning look.

"But Vayusena?" I giggled.

As on cue Virat bhai started laughing.

Ah! I love this man. He gets all my puns!

"She meant "Why you say na?"." Virat bhai explained.

"Vashi!." Suresh bhai laughed.

Me and Virat bhai high fived each other.

"Ayyeee! Shubmaaaan!" I laughed while approaching him. He laughed too, knowing the reason.

I also noticed everyone's attention was on me.

"Okay, so, if a man shoots his fiancè just before the wedding, what is it called?" I asked him.

"I don't know." He facepalmed himself, knowing there was something to it.

"Pre- wedding shoot." I laughed.

The whole bus erupted into laughter.

"Yaar isko koi nikaalo, please!" Shubman laughed, while hitting his head.

I laughed more, looking at his face.

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