.Shubman Gill.

I groaned as I looked outside the car. The road is filled with traffic. If I get stuck in this traffic, I'll get late for sure and then Shahneel will kill me. For sure.

"I am leaving, Singh." I said to my driver as I took my laptop and put it in my bag.

"But sir.."

"I'm getting late Singh and I can't be late you know that." I said and "Okay sir but what about the car?" Singh said and I looked at him.

I took my headphones and connected it to my phone. I pulled my bag wore it. "Take this car to your house or wherever. But message me where you have got this. Bye reach home safely."

I walked onto the footpath and played my favourite song to relax my mind.

Today several ceremonies will be held. One of which is Ardaas that is going to start any minute and then the Roka ceremony will be held.

I look down at my watch. My pace starts to get faster and I no longer feel the pain of the injury in my ankle.

Today the not so official couple will be announced official. Sahel and Shahneel that used to be teenage couple that we all oohed when they used to hold hand or blush are going to be husband and wife soon.

I start to run faster when I saw the golden lights that lights up our house. The wedding house.

I pant heavily as I reach the main door of my house. I bend down as I feel a sharp pain in my ankle. The pain is so sure. Fast heartbeat and heavy pants are ignored by the loud music that is playing in the backyard of my house.

The main door opens up and I look at Shahneel that comes running to me with an angry face.

"Before you yell at me for getting late..." I look down at my watch. "We have one more minute before the ceremony starts." I say with a grin.

"Seriously Shub? First you get late because you were busy having a date with her and then you crack jokes like this...And what with that pose, get the fuck up man you are already late." She yelled.

"But.." She left. I huffed.

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I stand arms crossed as Sahel steal glances at Shahneel who blushes simultaneously.

I look around as everyone is gathered here, our family, his family, some of our friends. But not them. I don't see them. Are they even coming for Shahneel's wedding?

I push away these thoughts as Khushpreet approaches me with a small smile. "I miss them." He said. "Them, who?" I asked.

He made a straight face "Them! Noor and Amara, who else it could be?" He nearly shouted.

"Oh. I don't think they will come."
"Is it so?" I nodded.

I tried pushing their thoughts away as Shahneel give me glares time to time when I zone out.

"How did your date went?" Khushpreet asked.
I looked at him and thought how actually it went.

Akira Sethi is my girlfriend. I had planned a date with her that ended with a fight. The date was supposed to go having a lunch date and then some coffee in the car and then the date ending with a kiss or something.

But of course it didn't went like that.

"It was nice...yea great." Khushpreet glared at me as if he knew I was lying.

I sighed "Why does we always end up fighting? I don't mean it but I don't know what's wrong." I said shrugging.

"I think you both should have a conversation about this." Khushpreet was shut down by the sudden appearance of Shahneel behind me. I turned with a fake smile.

"Can we not talk about your relationship right now? It's anyway in a wrong state." Shahneel huffed when I shoot her a glare.

"Okay guys I agree we need to be concerned about Shub's relationship okay. But secondly it's MY wedding, we probably should focus on that first. After the wedding, we will look out for you okay. For now please concentrate on the wedding." She said and we both nodded.

I wasn't even concerned about my relationship. It's a waste of time to even think about it.

Today when I and Akira were suddenly gathered by paparazzi, she wanted to held my hand but I neglected and we ended up fighting over it.

It's not even a topic to fight over but it is what it is. I know I shouldn't have yanked away my hand but Akira and I aren't even official and two that it's only been 6 months of our dating. It is so stressful to even think about it.

I should probably get my mind back to the wedding.