Shubman's POV

"BABBEE!" A familiar voice screeched. It was similar to nails on a chalkboard. Suhana latched herself onto me and did a horrifying thing. She kissed me. I shoved her away, my eyes immediately searching for Aditi. She stood there, rock still, and hurt. Her beautiful brown eyes seemed so hurt, My heart wrenched when I met her gaze. She looked away from me and started to walk toward the hotel. I detached the human-magnet Suhana and rushed toward her.

Isha, Rishabh's girlfriend, stepped in my way. Her eyes looked like the reflection of a forest fire. They were burning with fury.

"Leave her alone." She ordered, not moving from my path.

"You've hurt her enough." Charu, Sanju's wife, shook her head in a disapproving manner.

"She's my girlfriend-" I started to argue, but Isha's words chilled me.

"You mean ex-girlfriend." She grunted softly, Charu's eyes became sympathetic towards me. I felt like someone had slapped me, I couldn't move from the spot.

"Shubiii~" Suhana's high-pitched voice called out from across the parking lot.

"Your girlfriend's calling you." Isha snorted at my face and marched toward the hotel.

"Didi please-" I tried to sway her into agreeing to me.

"You hurt her more than once," Charu interjected with a frown.

"How many times do you think Aditi can withstand her heart being shattered?" She demanded, Sanju glared at me somberly way. I couldn't meet any of the ICT's, whom I considered brothers, gazes. They looked at me with disgust in their eyes. I wanted to curl up into a ball right then and there, but I kept myself in a determined mindset. I side-stepped Charu, startling her. I ran toward the gardens, which was where I assumed Aditi was.

"-I hate him." I heard Aditi's voice sniffle. My heart shattered once more, but I hid to hear more of the conversation.

"Maybe-" A male voice tried to interject. There was something vaguely familiar about that voice.

"Not once. Not twice. This is the fourth time Aryan!" Aditi chuckled bitterly, a part of me ached to hold her closer to me and comfort her.

Aryan.

Aryan.

It hit me like a bullet, Aryan was Aryan Khan. Son of Shah Rukh Khan.

Also, he a major playboy.

I felt a burst of protectiveness toward Aditi, I wasn't about to let her be played. I stepped into view of Aditi and Aryan. I saw Aryan comforting her with a hand on her shoulder. Aditi's face was buried in her palms. Aditi glared at me and took a breath to say something, I winced preparing myself.

"Give him a chance," Aryan spoke before Aditi had the chance to. With that, he walked out of the garden.

What the-? He isn't after Aditi?

"Shubman." She patted the space on the bench next to her. A flame of hope lit itself inside me, I sat down next to her.

"Aditi-" I laced my hand with her's, she flinched at the contact, jerking away.

"Shubman..." She paused to look at me, her eyes filled with hurt.

"I can't take it." The words came out as a choked sob. "How many times can I handle being hurt? It's the fourth time."

"Aditi... I won't-" I stopped myself, realization dawned upon me. I was about to repeat the words I'd told her the last time.

"See, even you realize it." She brushed past a tear, I had a sinking feeling in my heart that things weren't going to end well for me.

"We should be mature about this." She added hesitantly, I frowned not understanding where this conversation was going.

"I think we should be friends."

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How many of u think Aryan is a good character? Will he help Shubman get Aditi back?

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Important Note:

There's a new book coming soon. *le wink*

It's a Virat Kohli Fanfic!

Take ur guesses on what it'll be bout!