Nelson's POV:

"I texted her, she is on her way", I told uncle over the call.

"And Sarif will be picking you both up. Have lunch at his house then you both can leave for New Delhi."

"Yes, uncle."

There was a pause before he said, "And Nelson?"

"Yes?"

"You are doing a great job, son. Just don't disappoint me, I trust you."

"During these few days just try to keep her mind away from Asher", he added.

"Uncle...umm...you are saying as if you want me to romanticize her and make her forget about Asher", I said softly.

"You have my permission to do that though..."

"No!", I shouted but then quickly composed myself, "I mean...no, that's not possible. Let's not talk about that."

"Okay. Everything is going really good, we just need him to mess up somewhere somehow."

"I have a feeling that he is going to mess up somehow. We just need to be careful and grab that opportunity."

"Yes. And one last thing."

"Yes?"

"Take care of Ella or else I'll take care of you", he said in an intimidating tone.

I took a deep breath. "I will."

"Good. Update me later about today."

"Okay, uncle. Bye."

"Bye."

I sighed heavily. Four days with her.

If I make out of this without crying even once, then I would be really proud of myself.

She already gave me a ten minutes lecture regarding dragging her along with me. As if it was my plan.

We won the ODI series though, against India, in India. That's a huge achievement for me.

(A/N: No offense to India😅)

My team left already yesterday only and I stayed back to execute uncle and dad's plan.

Keep Ella away from Asher.

The room's doorbell rang and I went to it and looked through the peeping hole to see Ella standing there.

I opened the door for her. "Welcome to India, Resf!"

"Very funny", she said moving past me inside and I closed the door.

"Uncle Sarif said he will reach here in around fifteen minutes", she told me. And went and laid down on the bed.

"I seriously can't believe that you managed to drag me along with you, like seriously?!", she said again.

"I think we already had this conversation a few days back."

"And I will keep speaking about it till we get home!"

"You are gonna enjoy, Resf."

"The hell I will!" She sprang up and sat up straight.

"Calm down! I am not murdering you or something!"

"Who knows, you might murder me!"

"You know what, my jet is still at the airport, board it and you can go back right now."

"Oh, really? That's awesome! Because I had a perfect week planned out with Asher and you just fucking ruined it!"

She turned around and moved towards the door. The moment she opened it to step out, I closed it again and turning her around backed her up against the door.

She sucked in a deep breath.

Grabbing her waist, I pulled her closer such that her body pressed up against mine.

All the anger that I felt seemed to immediately evaporate as I stared into that pair of brown eyes.

In those eyes all you could see was anger, hatred and it was all directed towards me but behind that anger and hatred lies a kind hearted girl, who cares...who cares for everyone, who is ready to help you in every situation.

My expression softened all of a sudden.
And I slowly removed my hand from her waist.

"Sorry", I mumbled.

She grumbled something under her breath and went back to the room again.

"And Resf?", I called out.

She folded her arms and turned around.
I walked closer to her.

Lifting up my hand, I gently caressed her smooth cheek with my thumb.

"I won't hurt you", I said in a saccharine voice, "Sorry for... yelling at you. And thanks for coming."

For a second, she closed her eyes and leaned into my touch but she suddenly moved back.

"Y-you don't have the audacity to hurt me. And if I am not able to then dad would definitely hurt you in return."

I hummed brushing a strand of hair behind her ear and she turned away and went inside the washroom looking definitely uncomfortable with my actions.

Don't scare her away.

I laid down on the bed on my back and turned on the TV. I found nothing interesting there so I switched to the sports channels and saw the highlights of my match.

"Quite lucky to win this series, huh?", she asked as she walked out of the washroom.

"I knew we will win."

"You hardly contributed..."

"I scored three consecutive fifties."

"Fifties not hundreds."

"I did the captaincy too for your kind information and that's the main contribution."

"I can do better captaincy than you."

"Really? Wanna bet?"

"Why not?"

I thought for a moment before speaking.

"If you win the T20I serious against England then...no, wait. Let me rephrase it. If you lose the series against England then you will do anything that I will tell you to."

"Elaborate 'anything'."

I shrugged. "It could be anything."

"Fine. But what if I win?"

"Then I'll do anything you will tell me to."

"You know what, if I win then you will leave me and Asher alone! You won't interfere in my relationship never ever again, understood?"

If she wins then... it's game over for me.

"Fine with me. But...for example if you lose then that doesn't mean that immediately I'll ask you to do something. I can ask you to do something anytime and anywhere."

She nodded. "Okay."

I smirked.

Her phone buzzed and she picked it up.

"Uncle is here", she told me and I got up.

"Ella! Nelson!", uncle Sarif exclaimed upon seeing us.

He engulfed Ella in a short hug and kissed her forehead and then he side hugged me and patted me on my back.

He loaded our luggage in his car's trunk and Ella sat in the passenger's seat while I sat at the back.

"It's been such a long time since I last met you two", he said driving out of the hotel's compound.

"Yeah, it's been a long time. Have been really busy these days", Ella said.

"And Nelson, you really left us disappointed with your team's performance this series", he complained making me chuckle.

"It really hurts when your team loses on their home ground", he added.

"That's what makes the victory sweeter", I said.

"How's everyone back there? Xanir, Alveera, Drake and Lisa and Delancy too", he asked us both and Ella replied to his question.
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In the evening, we reached New Delhi and checked into our rooms which was opposite to each other.

We spent the evening in our respective rooms and at night, I pressed the doorbell of Ella's room.

"Get ready quickly. We are going out for dinner", I told her.

"Why can't we order dinner in our rooms?"

"What's the fun in that, baby?"

"You can go alone, I don't want to."

"I wasn't asking, baby; I was telling you now get ready very quickly. There's a restaurant in Old Delhi that I have heard a lot about. We are going there."

"From when did I start to take orders from you, idiot?"

"Come on! I am hungry and I am really craving to go to that restaurant."

She gave me a glare. "Give me five minutes."

"Don't you think if people recognises us then there will be a chaos?", she whispered to me as the car stopped infront of the restaurant located in a crowded location.

"Let's risk it." I winked.

We got out of the car and driver drove away as we stood infront of Karim's, one of the most famous restaurant here; it serves Mughal Cuisine.

It wasn't a five star hotel or a high end restaurant but rather a small, congested one but it's food as I have heard, is delicious.

"Come on", I said to Ella and grabbing her hand dragged her along with me inside.

"Are you crazy?! Will you be able to order in Hindi?", she whispered to me as we settled down in a small booth in the corner.

We tried not to make eye contact with a lot people and keep our heads low so that they don't recognise us.

"You must know some hindi?", I questioned her.

"I have no idea! I hardly know hindi!", she whispered shouted.

"It's okay. We don't need to explain to them what we want; we just need to say the dish's name."

I picked up the menu from the table and scanned it. Though I hardly knew Indian cuisine so I had no idea what to order.

"You decide what to eat", I said to her.

"We can have mutton korma, mom makes it sometimes; it's really tasty."

"You may order whatever you want."

A few seconds later, a waiter came and kept two glasses of water on our table and asked us something which I guess he was asking about our order.

His eyes were focused on the notepad in his hand but when he looked at us, his eyes widened.

He opened his mouth to probably shout but I held my finger on my lips, telling him to keep quiet.

But he couldn't hold his excitement for long.
"N-nelson Andrews", he squeaked.

And then realising that he said it aloud he kept his palm over his mouth.

"H-huge...f-fan, sir", he stuttered and extended his hand for a shake and I shook his hand politely.

And then he turned his attention to Ella and his reaction was same.

"Don't tell anyone", Ella said to him and he nodded quickly.

"Wh-what will you order?", he asked.

Thankfully he knew English and Ella ordered for us.

"I don't think so we will be able to hide ourselves for long. He will be definitely telling it to someone", Ella said as he went away.

"It's fun to meet our fans, isn't it?"

"It is but...look at this place. It's so crowded, the moment the people get to know about our presence they will eat us up. We should have brought some security."

"Calm down, baby, calm down. The food will be worth every thing."

"Are you doing some kind of promotion?"

"No", I chuckled.

I pulled out my phone and opening the front camera extended my arm for a selfie of us both.

"Resf, please", I requested because as she saw the camera she turned her head away.

Instead she stuck her tongue out at me and I was quick to capture that.
Me smiling at the camera while she has her tongue stuck out at me.

When she realised what I did she said, "Delete it!"

"Nah, I am posting it now. It's cute."

"No, don't post it please!"

"Okay...but I am keeping it."

"If you post then I'll beat you up", she warned.

"Okay, okay."

I didn't post it but set it as my phone's wallpaper.

The boy returned with our order and placed it on the table as we thanked him.
He had a notebook in his hand and a phone and he requested for an autograph and a picture to which we both agreed.

His face literally lit up in delight.

As he went away, we started eating though it was a bit difficult to eat with our hands but I really enjoyed it. The food was amazing, it was delicious; I haven't eaten anything like that ever.

As we finished, he came back with the bill and took our plates away.

Thankfully, only I had the Indian currency so, I payed for it and left some tip for him and he took the bill away.

I called the driver and we left the restaurant with a taste in my mouth that I will never forget.