𝘗𝘢𝘵'𝘴 𝘱𝘰𝘷 :

It's 24th of March today, yesterday we had our first game of IPL against KKR. We had a tough luck as we lost by 4 runs so I was training hard all day. I went out of the 5 star hotel to get some starbucks for the boys as most of them faced a tough training today.
I was holding four cups of cold coffee when I felt a loud crash. A delicate looking woman around my age stumbled and nearly fell into me, pushing me in the process. Somehow, I managed to hold onto the four cups with one hand against my chest and used my other arm to hold her by her waist tightly against my body, steadying her.

"What the- oh, okay, are you okay ma'am?"
"Yes, yes I'm fine I'm fine fine, yeah" that lady blabbered this out
"Hey, it's okay! Calm down. May I help you with something ma'am?" I tried to calm her down.
"No no you don't worry I'm okay" she was visibly lying, well she was pretty bad at lying.

She looked very tired and frail. I noticed some bruises on her arms. My mind was wandering at all the wrong places.
"Ma'am it's okay, you can tell me if you need some help." I genuinely offered.

For a second, she gazed into my eyes with an innocent expression and pleading eyes before collapsing into my arms as she lost consciousness. Once more, I held onto her tightly to prevent her from falling to the ground.

3𝘳𝘥 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘰𝘯 𝘱𝘰𝘷 :

* Abhishek Sharma enters the scene *

Abhishek - Pat bro where have you bee- oh! Brother I've left you alone for like 10 minutes and you've already found yourself a husn pari? Not fair bhaiyya *Abhishekh pouts*

Pat - shut your mouth little dude. Help me, hold these coffees cups, fast! AAAOO my hands!

Abhishek - well, I can hold the husn pari instead?

Pat - ABHISHEK YOU LITTLE

Abhishek - OKAY okay! * he holds the cups *

Pat scooped up the unconscious girl and carried her back to his hotel.
The manager rushed to Pat at the sight of him carrying a girl like that.

Manager - hello Mr. Cummins. What's wrong?
Pat - well, I met her on the streets. She's gotten unconscious. Please call the doctor.
Manager - (to a bellboy) hey please give the doctor a call. (to Pat) Sir, here's the spare room. Please keep her here.

Pat slowly puts Aaheli down at the bed. Wow! He hasn't really noticed her face before but well Abhishek was right about one thing, she's indeed a husn pari. Her eyelashes were big, her lips painted in a soft shade of rose. Her body- OH WAIT what even is he doing? He thought to himself.

Manager - sir, the doctor is here. You can leave if you want, we'll take care of her.

Pat - it's fine. I'll be here till she gains back her consciousness.

Doctor runs a few checkups.

Pat - Is she okay, doctor?

Doctor - don't worry she'll be fine. She simply hasn't eaten well and getting enough sleep in weeks. She needs to rest, eat properly and find happiness for at least a week. If she doesn't take care of herself, the anxiety levels could lead to a potential brain stroke.

The doctor leaves. Pat is sitting by Aaheli's side. It's been an hour almost.
Soon, Aaheli's eyelids flutter open, revealing a glimmer of awareness in her eyes. A wave of relief washes over Pat as he sees her awaken. Why's he feeling this way? Sure, he's a good human being but why was he this concerned for a stranger?

Pat - hey ma'am actually..
Aaheli - Oh god, please don't hit me! Please I beg you please don't...hit- I..