Aroohi's POV
" Okay, team Attention here! " I shouted and the team gathered.
" So until the next game is done, NO PHONE! " I Said emphasising on the word PHONE
" No, we won't use it in the practice hours. Please! No taking if phone " Manjot begged
" Look, the next game matters Alot. It decides if qualify or not. And I'm not taking any risks. Look at kamlesh, always with selfiie. Prithivi with songs and Abhishek with talks. I can't take any risks "I said pin pointing them
" Excuse me? What is you're problem?? " Abhishek asked
Of course, he has too
" well, I don't have time to answer that. I want all the phone right now" I spoke and all them handed except for Abhishek
" No, I need my phone. I need to talk to Maa everyday "He said not handing it to me
" Abhay, please. Everyone wants to but for the game please give it " I requested
" Who are you to decide? " Abhay puzzled with a smirk
Lord, take him!!
" Team manager, now give me the phone! " I said trying to snatched from him
Give me the damn phone!!
" Abhay please. Just give it " I huffed
He looked at me for a second and then shubman whispered something in his ear
" here, better take good care of it. I'll kill you if something happens to it" he spoke with anger and handed me the phone.
The guys dismissed and I kept the phones in my bag
Why is he so complicated?
. . .
The wind blew messing my hair up and water tingled my feet. I tied Mt hair in a bun.
I closed my eyes and thought about the good things. Today was surely a long day
" Hey, mind if I sit? "I heard a voice behind me
I turned around to find Shubman standing there.
" You dont gave to ask! You can " I said and he took a seat beside me
He dipped his legs in the pool
" oooooo, it's cold! "he squealed
I laughed at his baby voice.
" how have you been? I'm sorry, I don't get to talk to you nowadays " Shub apologized
" hey! That's okay. We all are busy in our lives. It's okay, and yes I'm fine. What about you? " I asked
" Nervous "he quickly replied
" Shubman, you know you had dreamt for this day right? Why are you nervous? You should be happy! You're completing your dream" I said trying to motivate him
" I know but I was 4 when I thought this, I'm 17 now. And it is just that this is my only chance "Shubman stated
" that is right! So grab it" I exclaimed
Shubman looked at me and then showed me his 440 volt smile
" you've still not changed. You're still the same. Crazy but motivating " Shubman replied
I giggled at his comment. We didn't change but someone else did. Abhishek
" don't you miss him? " Shubman asked
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Cricketers' Oneshots
FanfictionJust me and my crazy imaginations!! [note] previously this book was called "Abhishek Sharma's Imagines" but since I added other cricketers too, I changed the name. [end of note] « Request CLOSED » Open ( ) Oh Hold ( ) Closed ( ✔️ )