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2019                                                                                                                                                                                              ODI World Cup

It was his first world cup and he was not really nervous per se, scratch it who was he even kidding? Yes he was nervous but now he was used to the nerves and now he also had his best friends to distract him.

"Jassi!!" He heard someone calling him from behind and he turned around muttering, "Think of the devil and devil appears."

"Yes Harry?" He asked to the man, who was overtly excited. He glanced at Rahul questioningly who just shook his head exasperatedly.

"I think I am in love." Hardik said bouncing on his feet and Jassi couldn't suppress the laughter that bubbled out of him.

"Oh you are in love Harry?" He asked and Hardik nodded merrily, "For the 200th time I guess?" He said and Hardik scowled.

"It's really love this time." Hardik insisted and Rahul and Jassi patted his back, "As you say Harry." They said sarcastically.

"Waise are you guys done with the interview? Who is taking it?" He asked and Rahul and Hardik nodded.

"Yeah we are done, you are next." Hardik said and Jassi nodded absently as he asked, "Who's taking it?" 

"Sanjana Ganesan." Rahul said and Jassi groaned, immediately remembering the first and last time they had met in IPL.

Rahul and Hardik frowned as they shared a look, "What happened?" Rahul asked and Hardik added, "We haven't seen you this worked up ever, not even on the field."

"I met this woman on my IPL debut and she was very unnecessarily hostile." Jassi said, frowning.

"But you debuted in.... 2013?" Rahul said, his brows furrowed in confusion.

Jassi raised an eyebrow questioningly, "And?" 

"It's been 7 years Jass." Hardik said, his expression one of confusion.

"I don't get your points boys!" Jassi said sarcastically as he walked off towards the interview.

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Sanjana was almost done with the interviews and buzzed for the first match of the world cup. She was waiting for Jasprit Bumrah, one of the greats.

She sighed and hoped that if not humble, at least he hadn't let the success get to his head because the last time she had met him he was anything but humble.

Jasprit entered the room where she was waiting and took a deep breath, he looked up and muttered, "God I hope she isn't hostile the way she was last time."

As he was looking up he did not notice the wires of the microphone and lights and stumbled forward, he closed his eyes bracing himself for a nasty fall.

Sanajana noticed muttering something and rolled her eyes, "He hadn't gotten humble, just grown insane maybe." She thought, but rushed towards him the very next moment.

Jassi felt two hands on his arms and realised he had not fallen face first, he peeked open one eye and found himself staring at the most beautiful chocolate brown eyes.

He heard someone asking something in the background but he felt like he was blissfully drowning in the depths of those eyes.

Sanajana looked at him concerned and asked him, "Are you hurt?" And when Jassi just kept staring at her she squeezed one of his arms she was still holding.

Jassi blinked and straightened up immediately at that, he mentally cursed himself for whatever he was doing right now.

"Are you ok?" Sanajna asked again and Jassi nodded still in a daze.

"It's your debut in the freaking world cup you can't just be so careless!" She chided almost instinctively.

Jassi blinked at the familiarity in her voice and an unwitting smile pulled at the corner of his lips.

 Sanjana sighed on not really getting a reaction and asked again, "Do you want me to call the physio?" 

That seemed to bring Jassi out of his daze and he immediately shook his head, "No no, I am fine." He assured her and Sanjana nodded getting in front of the set up of their interview.

Jassi followed her, irritated at the abrupt dismissal, "He was the bowler here, he was suposed to rattle his oppositions and dismiss them, why was this woman rattling him?" He thought to himself.

He shook his head and mentally chided himself on behaving like Hardik, but again behaving JUST like him.

As he tapped on Sanjana's shoulder, she turned towards him and frowned in question.

"Why are you so hostile with me?" Jassi asked, being straightforward.

Sanajana took a calming breath as she looked up, "I am not." She said stubbornly looking at Jassi.

"You dismissed me abruptly." Jassi pointed out.

Sanjan raised an eyebrow, "I got to the work we are supposed to do, Mr. Bumrah." She said haughtily.

"What about back then too?" Jassi asked finally, his voice accusatory.

"You were rude to me first!" Sanjana exclaimed, all professionalism finally leaving her.

"Me? I was never rude to you! You dismissed me just like this last time too." Jassi said, narrowing his eyes at her.

"You were the one who started with such a curt hello!" Sanjana shot back pointing a finger at him.

"And you- wait what?" 

"Yes, I came to you good heartedly but you started the conversation on such a rude note." Sanjana said, her voice a mix of frustration and unhappiness.

Just then Virat and Rohit entered to check upon Jassi and found him fighting with Sanjana.

"Jassi? What are you doing?" Virat asked and Jassi and Sanjana stopped bickering and looked at the duo.

Rohit glanced towards the cameraman who looked like he was crying for help, "I have been trying to stop them, but all of it is falling onto deaf ears." He said.

Virat and Rohit shared a look and Jassi pointed at them, "Stop doing that!" He exclaimed, rather loudly.

"Baba Jassi? Doing what?" Rohit asked, frowning at the sudden and out of character frustration of his first kid.

"Sharing those looks with each other no one can decipher." Jassi said looking between Virat and Rohit.

Sanjana frowned, "What the hell was going on here?" She thought, utterly lost.

"He's my best friend, we have been doing these since the past decade. Why would we stop now?" Virat said proudly and added, "Even Nush and Rits don't have a problem with it." 

"Shh what the hell is going on here?" Rohit asked not following the conversation at all.

"That poor girl is standing there and both of you are showing her how childish the Indian Cricket Team is?" Rohit said glancing at Sanjana.

"Poor girl." Jassi muttered under his breath, sarcastically.

Rohit glared at him, "You are my sensible kid right?"

"Sensible kid." Sanjana muttered under her breath, albeit sarcastically.

Virat barely contained his laughter and whispered to Rohit, "She's just like us." 

Rohit bit his lip to not laugh and continued, "We came here to ask if you were done, but looking at both of you and the helpless looking camera man, I assume not."

Jassi looked down guiltily and shook his head in no, "Jassi we were deciding our seating places in the bus so that you and Harry don't fight in the bus." Virat said.

Sanjana frowned, "So he fights with everyone?" She subconsciously said out aloud and the three of them looked at her.

Sanjana's cheeks flushed in embarrassment as she realised Rohit and Virat had heard her, but they just laughed it off.

"Over Ro? Anyone would!" Virat said good heartedly.

"Yeah no matter how much we fight, it's always you who wins though." Jassi said and Virat ruffled his hair.

"Nooo my styled hair!" Jassi whined and Sanjana smiled subconsciously.

"Get done with your interview and come out!" Rohit said finally and dragged Virat out with him, leaving Sanjana and Jassi alone with the poor camera man.

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a/n: so here's the next chapter, please vote and complete the target.

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