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VIRAT AND EIRA💖💖😭😭

Faris who? Nah, he my baby too.

EIRA

With an unsteady heart beat, I rang the bell of Virat's suite.

My heart pounded hard against my chest, beads of sweat all over my face. I felt nervous to see him, to talk to him.

But deep down I knew I had to do this. It was my last day in Australia and I had to do what I felt was right.

So I stood there and waited for the door to open.

And open it did.

Virat stood there baffled looking sleepy, cuddly and in a vulnerable condition. It broke my heart, to see him look so relaxed knowing I was about to stop him from doing something that wouldn't make him happy in the future.

I also couldn't show any of my feelings. I just put a firm expression on my face, crossed my arms and looked at him. His face showed surprise and a mixture of something I couldn't quite place. This was the last place he was expecting me to be at.

"I want to talk." I stated and waited for him to speak.

"What are you doing here?" His question was soft and filled with curiosity, surprise and a tinge of affection, if that even made any sense.

"I just, I have to talk." I responsed.

I gulped then, suddenly remembering that one video I had seen on youtube. Virat was being dragged out of a club by Rohit while the paparazzi had surrounded him, asking him stupid questions. Virat's cheeks were stained with tears in that video. A little part of knew he was heartbroken about me, but I never knew it had been that intense.

Virat sensed my change of demeanour.

"Are you alright?" His voice was soft, almost as if he was talking to someone who could break any minute.

I nodded and with a sudden tightness around my throat, I spoke. "I saw it, saw it all."

"Saw what?" Virat asked, confused.

"You. I, I saw what, what happened to you." I told him nervously making him nod, he understood what I had just said.

He still understood everything I said.

"You did?" He questioned, his voice screamed nervous too.

"I, I'm-no, you-what are you doing Virat?" I tried to get to the point.

There was no way I could discuss with him what had happened in the past, neither could I sort everything out.

He suffered, I suffered. Love makes people suffer. It happened.

"What exactly am I doing, Eira?" Virat questioned with a tilt of his neck and then moved back, I entered hesitantly.

I couldn't stand outside. He wasn't the only one on the floor and I didn't want anyone to see me. It was early in the morning.

"What are you doing with her! Zaynab!" I exclaimed this time. My voice was a little loud but I had to talk.

"Okay, you really are freaking me out right now. You're here at this time in the morning? To talk? About Zaynab?" He looked as confused as ever. 

"I'm here to tell you that you don't deserve her." I stated, crossing my arms again. Virat chuckled dryly.

"Really? And what do I deserve?"

"You deserve someone genuine." I responded.

And he did. He deserved better than her.

"Zaynab's genuine. She is a good person." His response made me want to barf.

He was always good at reading people. Why was he so blind when it came to her?

"No, she's not."

"She is, and I don't owe you any explanation." His response took me offguard.

After everything we had been through, he owed me alot. What happened to him in a few weeks? Wasn't he literally telling me that he would do anything to talk? Was he trying to play it cool so I could walk away and not get his hopes high? Or was he just tired of me? Was it because of the way I talked to him that day?

Was that it? But he deserved that.

I came back from my thoughts and looked at him. He really thought Zaynab was genuine? The hell, she wasn't.

"She's a manipulative cunning gold digging bitch who can't care about anyone. You don't know her." I told him sharply.

It was the truth, bitter? Maybe. Virat ran a hand through his hair. A gesture of frustration.

"Are you kidding me right now Eira? You said 'Frankly, I don't give a fuck' then why are you here trying to talk me out of this Eira? You're making this hard for me!" He yelled and for the first time it felt like he hadn't stopped suffering. He was just good at hiding it.

It still angered me though. Didn't he realise this was more hard for me than him?

"I am making this hard for you? God Dammit Virat! You ruined my fucking life and I'm still here warning you about your new psycho girlfriend." I yelled. I had to let it all out today.

"Are you jealous? Is that it?" He shot back.

"Oh My God. What happened to you? You were dying to talk to me back in India and now you're so much in love with her already?" I asked him loudly.

Maybe my voice came out jealous and possessive but that wasn't it. The reflection in his eyes changed in that moment.

He came near me this time. I backed against the wall.

My heartbeat increased a little. What was he doing?

"You told me you didn't give a fuck about me. I was broken and you said you didn't care. If I have someone who is trying to fix me, why are you trying to stop it?" He whispered harshly in my ear sending shivers down my spine.

His touch made me feel weak.

I pushed him back, walking a little far. I had to. I wasn't his.

"Because she doesn't care about you!" 

"Oh and you do?" I was so frustrated that I didn't care what I said to him at this point.

"Yes I do, you fucking idiot. Because you deserve to be happy, and she will not make you happy."

"Then who will Eira! Will you?" His responses always made me more angry.

Couldn't he just listen to me for once?

"I'm, I'm just here to tell you that she's not who she says she is. She is my husband-" He interrupted me.

"Your husband. Exactly. You already have a settled life. I'm the one with the restless heart. You know how much it kills me everytime you're with him?"

His voice came out shaky and my eyes watered. You know how much it kills me everytime you're with him.

I shook my head.

"Virat, just listen to me. Zaynab is-" I got interrupted again.

"No, not Zaynab. You. You should be with me, but you're with him! It hurts me Eira."

Oh God. I shouldn't have came here. This was hard.

"So much, you know where it hurts?"

"Where?" I choked out.

So much for being strong. I had to leave.

"Everywhere, but here..all the time." He put his hand on his heart and my own heart shattered a little.

"Virat. Please, Zaynab will hurt you." I pleaded.

"I'm already hurt. It's almost like I'm numb to it now."

Why was he acting so vulnerable? He wasn't this person.

"Just listen to me okay? If you've ever loved me in your entire life," I gulped. "Which I know you have Virat, God, I know, then please, please leave her." I pleaded.

After everything we had been through, after all the parts that loathed him..a small part of me still cared. And it shocked me, that I still cared. Maybe it was the fact that seeing him with Zaynab made me realise my heart had a soft corner remaining for him.

And it was wrong, I was betraying my husband. But I loved Faris and I cared about Virat. I had to, he was the first man I had ever fallen for.

And it took me so much time to realise that.

"And do what Eira? What's in it for me? I'm lost. What will I have when I leave cricket?" It seemed like he might cry.

He was lost at sea, drowning and I had already found a boat. I couldn't go back and drown with him again, could I?

"You've so many people that care about you." I argued weakly.

"I don't have you."

"Please, don't do this." I requested.

"Don't do what? I didn't call you here. You came. I didn't ask you to care, you cared. Whatever is happening, it's you. Not me." He spoke the truth.

I had to go.

"This was a mistake, I should leave."

I tried to leave.

He held my hand.

"Eira, please. Just once..I missed you." I didn't know what he was asking for.

I didn't know what he wanted from me.

I didn't know why him holding my hand made me cry.

But the next thing I know is that my hands were around his neck and I was enveloped in a hug.

I cried, and he shed a tear too.

He cried for the love he had lost, I cried because I had missed his arms around me.

So I stayed there, in his arms bidding him one last goodbye.

And I knew it was wrong, I knew I was sinning but maybe I needed this to fully heal.

So I heard his heart beat for one last time. "Missed you too." I whispered and then like a gush of air, I was gone.

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