She is not so bad. She is okay.
Ankita: Hello! Nice meeting you.
Me: you too
What? No enthusiasm? No comments like VIRAT? OMG?
Nothing?
Either my mom trained her or she isn't a fan of mine.
We all sat down when my mom called Ankita's dad and dropped the bomb I thought they would.
Great.
Mom went back into the kitchen.
Me: You don't seem to be in a good mood. Do you have a problem with marrying me?
Ankita: Yes. I do. But I can't say no. I promised my dad that I would do anything he asks if I don't become a writer with in an year of my masters.
You are okay with this?
Me: You have a problem with marrying me? Me!?
Ankita: Are you deaf? That's what I said.
That's it.
Matter of pride? Yes.
Me: Then okay. Let's get married.
That look on her face was worth it.
Mom: Great.
Shit.
Mom: That's amazing. let's get you guys married.
Me: But mom-
Mom: Shush!
I tried so hard to change her mind but she was so damn stubborn.
She emotionally blackmailed me and I have up.
I was about to the biggest mistake of my life.
Marry.
After 2 months.......
In the past few months, me and Ankita didn't spend a lot of time together.
It was only when our families met and even then we only used to wish good morning's and good night's.
She is about to complete her novel and send the first draft to her agent.
So, here we are. Celebrating.
For appearances sake, ofcourse.
Ankita: Why do you hate me?
Another thing that happened is, I came to know that she is my fan but mom asked her to not boost my ego.
And Ankita also happens to be a question bank.
She keeps asking so many questions.
Me: You are taking away my freedom.
Ankita: Me? You are the one who said yes.
Me: I said it because I wanted to see the reaction.
Ankita: What you sow, so shall you reap.
Me: Stop it.
Ankita: I have had enough. If you don't want this marriage, suck it up, go to your family and tell them the truth.
And, freedom is not when you can have 100s of woman.
And she left.
"Freedom is not when you can have 100s of woman"
That sentence kept going around my brain.
I am in a stadium now with Rohit Bhai.
I talked to her yesterday and that one sentence disturbs me even today.
Me: Bhai. How is life after wedding?
Rohit: Oh my god. You? Asking about marriage!?
His reaction is justifiable.
I am a well known playboy.
Me: Just tell me.
Rohit: Fine. I find comfort when I am with her.
That's all? For comfort?
Rohit: I know I can trust her without any limits, I know I love her.
Me: How do you know that?
Rohit: She occupies your mind, heart, everything. She is the damn queen of everything.
Occupying because we hate eachother is okay?
Maybe not.
Rohit: Why are you asking a this now?
And I tell him the story.
Rohit: You like her.
Me: No I don't.
Rohit: If I don't know you any better, I say that you love her.
Me: Please man.
Rohit: You don't let anyone get on your nerves. Why her then?
I don't have answer for that. I asked that same questions, hundreds of times.
Rohit: Because she is different?
No because you are looking at her in a different way.
Me: I am not.
Rohit: So you aren't affected when she acted like meeting you wasn't a big deal?
Or, when she said why she did, didn't you feel happy that she knew you?
Okay. I did.
I did.
Rohit: Don't fight your feelings.
And he left.
After coming back home, I found a letter. From her.
Dear Virat,
I know this marriage is something you hate. let's not hate eachother.
Let's break it.
I am leaving to Mumbai for some publication issues.
After coming back, we can tell our parents to call this whole thing off.
Ankita Malhotra.
That's what the note read.
That hurt me.
For some unknown reason, that hurt me.
What's the worst thing that can happen if I get married to her?
She isn't like the people I used to go out with.
Maybe I never gave her a chance because I know she is different and I am going to invest in her emotionally.
Maybe because, here, I might get seriously hurt.
ANKITA'S POV.
I thought Virat would change. I thought he would say okay. But he didn't.
He never did.
I am going back to Delhi today.
There was this little hope that he will tear that note down and message me that they will get married but that shit happened only in novels.
So, here I am. In front of his house.
Looking like shit, might I add.
I had continuous work and flight.
I went in to see my whole family sitting along with Virat's family.
Great. He made it easy.
We can tell them together.
How thoughtful.
Virat: Come here. How are you?
Oh! Now that we are breaking up, he is faking his concern?
Virat: We have a news guys.
He continued when I didn't speak.
Virat: But before that,
Ankita?
Do you know you are my comfort?
My secure place when it came to my emotions?
Do you know how I thought you are special?
Do you know how light I feel when I see you laughing?
Do you know how beautiful you look?
What the hell is happening?
Virat: We have four more months till our wedding so, if you agree, let's date for these four months?
I would have thought that all this is some kind of evil joke but the honesty in his eyes was visible.
And I managed a little nod and a smile when my heart nearly shattered with happiness.
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This is for you medicallymessedup
I hope you like it.
VIRAT KOHLI
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