Unexpected Match

•Hardik's pov•

It's been hours since I have received a return message from ish.

I wanted to talk to him before the match began. It must be afternoon in India.

Maybe he was running some errands.
Maybe he was just taking a nap
Maybe he was helping aunty In cooking.

He does that sometimes, he disappears .
And then he'll be back to texting me with so many new things he wanna tell me about that he did.

His most famous is , talking about his nephew.
How they played and had fun.

That makes me think about agu.
How we used to have so much fun, but now it seems like ancient history.

The fact that I am not with ishan at the moment isn't helping me with my anxiety.

The pressure of getting the world cup is so High.
And we're winning all the matches, you'll think that's a good thing.
But as I remember the last time we won all the matches the end wasn't as happy as it should have been.
That doesn't mean we're going to play , to lose.

But if I had ish here, or at least had talked to him.
It would have been so much better.

He's busy, he's home. I can't expect him to always stick on the phone with me.

But looking around i realised it isn't that difficult to be on the phone with someone you love.
Every other person who's married or has a girlfriend, they aren't in the same field but they manage to have calls before and after the matches.

I want the same for myself.

Virat is on the phone with Anushka, and that's making me hella jealous

So I dialled Ishan's number.
I wanna see his face , I miss him.
Doesn't he miss me he never video calls me .

After a few rings . He declined the video call.
And then I received a text saying

My Ishu <3
I am having some complications right at the moment. Will call you after you're done with the match.
I know you're going to do your best.
All the luck for you.
I love you.

I look at the text and feel a lil happy. .
But disappointed at the same time.
He could have just received the call and let me look at his face for once.

In the past few days that we've been together, i came to the realisation that he is the lucky charm for me.

Nevermind, he said he's in a complicated situation. Hope he will resolve it around we're done with the match.
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I am on the field surrounded by crowds who aren't booing me rather they're cheering for my success.
This feeling, i missed it so much.

I scanned my eyes through the crowd, looking for a special face, as if wanting to see them will make them appear here Outta nowhere.

Delusional. I know.
But I miss him so much.
I just want this match to finish as soon as possible.
So that I can hear his voice.
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•Ishan's POV•

I am stuck , STUCK.
I just wanna go home , and watch the match in peace.
I guess there's no such thing as peace in my life these days .

"Iccha beta , this is Ishan" ishan's father nudged him to talk .
" Huh! Yeah hey," I say getting Outta my thoughts
"Hi! Puri lenge?" She asked
"Nah I am fine" I said. My apatite is miles away.

She took a seat beside me.
The kuch went well. I must admit. Not much talk. Well atleast not about me.

"So ishan beta tell us about your future planings, do you wanna do anything other than cricketing?" Uncle asked.