(Ishan's dialogues will be in italics.
Shubman's dialogues will be in bold.)

Ishan's pov

I looked at him, relieved that he was here. Honestly I would've probably gone crazy if he hadn't come.
"What took you so long?"
He gave me an 'Are you serious?' look, rolling his eyes. Okay so what if he had flown from another country. He should've come sooner. I needed him. He narrowed his eyes observing me and I found myself slowly breaking under his gaze.

He stepped closer pulling me in his embrace and I slowly wrapped my arms around him, feeling the warmth and comfort, of the familiar touch, spreading in my body. I slowly lost my composure and the tears started flowing. He just hugged me tighter as I sobbed harder.
"You know I always support you in all your decisions."
I nodded, expecting what was coming next.

"But you know you made a mistake this time, right?"
I pulled out of his embrace and he took my face in his palms wiping my tears away softly.
"He's engaged Ishan."
I hiccuped trying to control my sobs.
"And he's your bestfriend."
I finally nodded.
"So you do realize it?"
I nodded again.

"Good, then I don't have to give you a speech."
"I didn't intend to. I couldn't help it, you know. Falling for him."
"I know baby, come here."
Saying that he pulled me in his embrace once again.
"Now come on, I'm jet lagged. Where's your room?"
"I'm sharing a room with-"
He gave me a knowing look.

"Uh just go get a room and I'll stay with you."
"I'm pretty sure both of you have single rooms Ishan."
"Yes, but he stays in mine. I can't just ask him to leave-"
He narrowed his eyes at me, giving me another look.
"-I can just ask him to leave."
"Good."

Saying that the both of us made our way to my room. Shubman wasn't in the room which I secretly thanked God for.
"Go freshen up Abhi, I'll order some food till then."
Just as Abhi went inside the bathroom to freshen up, the doorbell rung.
"Shubman! What are you doing here?"
"I live here..?"
"About that-"

"Who was that man earlier?"
"Who?"
I stated, trying to act like I didn't know who he was talking about.
"The man you were hugging... and crying. Why were you crying Ishan?"
So he had seen us.
"Because I missed him, I met him after a long time."
"Did you really miss him that much?"
"Yes, he's my bestfriend."
I said nodding.

"I thought I was your bestfriend?"
"You both are."
"But I met him first and have known him longer so-"
Abhi emerged out of the bathroom and I gave him a glare.
"Shubman, this is Abhinav Mehta."
"His bestfriend."
Abhinav said extending his hand but Shubman didn't take it and so Abhi dropped his hand.

"Rude."
Saying that Abhi, just walked back inside the room, making himself comfortable on the bed and Shubman eyed him from the door.
"Uhhh- you will have to sleep in your room tonight. He's staying here."
Shubman clenched his jaw at that, but nodded and took a few of his stuff and left the room.
"Couldn't you just have kept your mouth shut?"

"Well I'm sorry but he pisses me off."
"Abhinav! This is the first time you've met him!"
"I've heard enough though."
I sighed at the man in front of me, ugh he was impossible.
"Did you order yet?"
"No, I didn't get-"
"Let's just go and eat in the restaurant then, I'm starving."
I rolled my eyes at him, but didn't disagree.

We both went downstairs and as expected the whole team was already there, eating. I sat across Shub with Abhi next to me and Abhi greeted some of the players, who he had met before.
"How come you guys know him?"
"We met a couple years ago, I think? When he came to India."
Jassi bhai answered.
"Where was I?"
Shubman asked eyeing us.

"I think it was during Ipl..."
Hardik said looking at Shubman weirdly, for asking such questions. Shub just nodded and focused on his dinner. He didn't day anything for the rest of the meal, until he was finished.
"You guys remember about the pre-wedding party tomorrow right?"
"What are you, Ambani?"
Abhinav asked and all of us laughed except Shub.

Shub just rolled his eyes and looked around at everyone and everyone nodded. When his eyes turned to me I just looked away. He got up to leave and I followed him out.
"Hey!"
Shubman turned around to look at me.
"Uhhh- I just wanted to ask... if my friend could come tomorrow..."
Before Shubman could answer another voice spoke from behind me.

"Bold of you to assume I want to attend his pre-wedding party."
I turned around to glare at him but gave him a pleading look. I couldn't do this without him. I needed him there with me. He sighed understanding my feelings and nodded. I turned to look at Shub who was staring at us.
"I don't like him... but you can bring anyone you want Ishan."
Saying that Shub left and I felt dread settling in me. I couldn't sleep well the whole night.

"Let's just not go!"
"Great! I wasn't looking forward to it anyways."
"ABHIIIII!!"
"You have to go."
Abhi said with finality in his voice and I nodded. We both got dressed and made our way to the party hall. Shubman caught my eyes right away, standing in the middle of the hall, with his arm around his fiancé and I already felt like running away.

Abhi held my wrist and dragged me towards the open bar and ordered shots. I narrowed my eyes at him.
"What? Let's not even pretend we can tolerate this party without it."
I nodded and we both downed a shot each, before making our way towards the couple.
"Ok, let's just go and congratulate them once and then we can linger in the corners for some time, before leaving quietly."

Abhi whispered in my ear, making complete sense for the first time. As we reached them I eyed Shubman and muttered a,
"Congratulations!"
But I'm sure it sounded sarcastic, judging by the look he gave me. I smiled and looked at Tanya who was standing next to Shubman and congratulated her genuinely. She was a good person.

I heard Abhi from next to me saying,
"I hope you have a terrible marriage life."

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A late night update because India won and I'm awesome.
Wohooooo