Updating early bcz of Lovesofsm

Putting his thumb on the scanner, Shubman unlocked the door. Turning the knob he  entered the penthouse.
Exhaling a sharp breath, he turned the hall's lights on and absorbed in the air coming in through the only open window.

"Shubi? Oh am sorry! Had run out of some-"

"It's fine, Kavya Maasi. Calm down." Shub gave one of his infamous dimpled smiles, turning back.

Kavya. Shubman's guardian and caretaker in the city. One of the most sweetest people he has ever known, coming from his native, Fazilka.
"Accha baba. You freshen up and rest. I'll make your favourite latte."
"And dinner mein?" His eyes lit up like a child about to get his favourite candy.
"Caesar salad, Shub. Keart Didi's strict supervision."
Shub's face became a fused bulb. He nodded and went upstairs, in his room.

Light grey walls, with same colur curtains and  dark furniture. The interior designer had proposed a different style, but what came in his mind about making the master bedroom this, he only knows.

Monotonous, like his life except cricket, indeed. But he doesn't care.  His raw, young blood would have, but life and its trials have molded him into a fine artefact.

He isn't at all like what people think him to be. 

"Hey, Oreo." Shub grinned and picked the Shih Tzu up, only to have his face licked.
"Whoa, boy! Let me freshen up first!" a soft giggle left his lips at the shower of love.
The penthouse was quite a lavish one, not surprising at all.
But almost empty, yes, almost empty, just like his heart.
And one of the few witnesses to his major breakdowns and breakthroughs.

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"Another day, another rumor regarding Gill's life. Who's this lady now?"

"Damn it, am jealous of her."

"You will not get the moon, girl. none of us can."

Sia choked and dropped the spoon on the plate.

She had just arrived and freshening up, was in the dining of the working women's hostel.
Turning around, she noticed others gossiping about the heart-throb of the nation, Shubman Gill's love life.

Screw it. What  has she got herself into? She has always been a lover of silence and privacy and its going to be completely different if she ties the knot with him.

"Spill." Virat put on his strict mask.
"Uhm what, Bhai?" Shubman asked, innocently.
"Tera recent chakkar. Ab kya kaand kar baitha tu?" Rohit spoke up, elaborating, " Mohali Cafe Date? Mysterious lady? You lost in your bubble?"

"Uhm... I'll be back- oww, Shubi!" Ishan tried to go away from the scene, getting up, only to be pulled back on the floor by a harsh pull of his best friend.

"Have I told you about a girl named, Sia? Sia Ahuja?" Shubi began, measuring everyone's attention to him.

"Wahi mote naak wali, gussa jiska chada rehta hai, her looks compensate for her irritating nature, is the misfit in her family-" KL was nonchalant.

God knows how many times he was dragged into the rants.

"Don't tell me its her???!" Hardik was agape, "Bhai, usko kaise pataya tune? And since when enemies turned lovers? What in the world movie script?"

"Ruk jaa, Harry. Spill. Elaborate. A to Z, Shubi." Virat said, strictly.

"You're hiding a lot, Shub." Rohit gave his input, munching on a packet of Tedhe Medhe.

"Our parents want us to marry eachother, so does our grandparents and we can't say no so are planning to settle down-"
Shubman said in a flow.
Ofcourse he left out the part of negotiations. He will never say about that to any third person.

"Is her Instagram named siaahuja?" Yuzi asked looking at his phone.

Kuldeep - "No wonder you are able to get secrets and do chugli of everyone, Yuzi."

"Well thanks for the compliment but I wouldn't have found out her account if Ishan, Abhishek and Shubi's sister hadn't followed her."

"You don't follow your own fiance's Insta, Shubi Bhai? Haww!" Ravi mocked.

"Tu chup kar." Shub glared and so the poor boy hid behind KL.

"She's beautiful." Nush peeped in into Yuzi's phone, which Ritika having snatched away, was currently going through Sia's IG feed.

There were less pics of her though, most were of nature and NGOs she was attached to.

"She's a 10 on 10 and deserves best, haina Rits and Nush Bhabhi?" Ishan asked.

He was quiet for a long while.

He received hums and nods as answer.

"She's in Mohali Or else I would have surely paid her a visit." Nush exclaimed.

"Sia lives here only due to her job." Ishan replied, leaning against the wall.

"How do you know about Shub's to be more than him?" KL spoke up.

" Rahulwa, is there anything about Shub's life Ishan doesn't know and vice versa?" Hardik humored.

" Hi, Bhabhiiiiiiii" Ishan screamed into her ear as soon as Sia had picked up the call.

"Oh my- what the hell? And who is Bhabhi? Don's tell me that wardrobe supplier of yours told you everything!" Sia was on verge of literally tearing her own hairs.

Ishan had put the call on speaker.
"I like her already." Virat chuckled.
Rohit chimed in, "Count me in."
"Did I hear- did I hear the voice of VIRAT FREAKING KOHLI and OH MY GOSH ROHIT SHARMAAAA?"
Sia held the end on the table for support or else she would have fell down on back from the seat.
"Yeah, am omg Rohit Sharma only, Sia. And Virat freaking kohli us sitting next to me. Hello, Sia."
"Uhmmmmmm aaa Hiiiii." Her meek voice came.

"My ears-" Ishan took his face away from the phone.
"Day no infinity of Rohirat being the favorite and me being ignored. Mera koi fan nahi hai ree."
"Stop your dramatics, Harry." Kl smacked his arm.
Sia - "Am sorry I just got excited-"
Anushka took the phone, " It's ok, Sia. Anushka speaking here. Uh..mm we just wanted to talk and meet you so... Can I do a vid call?"
"And here you go. Sia is going yo faint totally." Shub said, loudly.
"Shut up, Gill. Humor someone else."

"Arrey, mujhe candy crush khelna hai phone pe! Phone toh deke jaiyee Bhabhiii!" Ishan yelled when Anushka went away from sight with the phone, followed by thr other lady in the room.

"Gadhe, woh agar phone nahi legi tumhari, toh Sia se baat karke invite kaise karegi?" Rohit rolled his eyes.

Shubman looked out, through the window. His mind drifted to the past. To the past, which he had longed for to be his future once.
But, when was he that lucky?

"Phirse wahi soch raha? Bhool ja yaar."

"I can't. I can't Ishan."