As the days turned into weeks, Ishan and Aditi found themselves immersed in their respective fields.

Aditi's social media presence had caught the attention of various brands. Her DMs flowed with offers and her schedule was filled with photoshoots and endorsement deals.

Meanwhile, Ishan immersed himself in cricket, pushing his limits on the field. Whole day, he practiced, showcasing his skills and perfecting his game.

Despite their busy schedules, they kept in touch through texts and calls.

"Hey! How's your IPL going?" Aditi asked during one of their late night conversation.

"Intense, as always," Ishan replied. "I saw your photos from the brands. You are killing it."

Aditi beamed with pride. "Thanks! You are great on the field too. Can't wait to see y'all win the title."

Thief conversations were brief but the connection remained strong.

One evening, Aditi settled into her cozy bed, phone in hand, cheering on Ishan as he took the field.

"All the best!" She texted, with a thumbs up and smiling emoji.

Ishan's phone buzzed after the match. He smiled, seeing Aditi's message.

"Thanks a lot!" He texted back.

As the night unwound, their schedules aligned and both found themselves free.

"Aditi? Mind if I call you?" Ishan texted, eagerness evident in his words.

"Not at all! Let's talk." Aditi replied.

The phone rang and Aditi answered, her voice warm.

"Hey! What's up?" She asked.

"Wanted to share some exciting news! We qualified for the finals." Ishan's voice trembled with excitement.

Aditi's cheer echoed through the phone. "Woohoo! That's awesome."

Ishan's chuckled at her enthusiasm and excitement.

Aditi's tone turned serious. "You deserve it. You have worked so hard."

Ishan's eyes and heart filled with gratitude. He thanked her, a grin on his face.

"When is the final?" Aditi asked.

"Next Monday." He replied.

-

The days leading up to the final match were filled with intensity. Ishan's focused sharpened and he made sure to follow his routine.

His days filled up with practice sessions, team meetings and preparation for the big match. Meanwhile, Aditi understood his routine and focused on her own role. Modelling, photoshoots and shows. She kept cheering for him silently.

As the final match drew near, excitement and nervousness built.

"Two more days, team!" Rohit said.

Everyone's response was concise. "We are ready."

-
One day before the match.

Ishan sat in his hotel room, imagining the win and the stadium's electric atmosphere. Aditi's text arrived, breaking the silence.

"Good luck for tomorrow. You have got this!"

Ishan smiled and with a determined gaze, he stood up, getting ready for the challenge ahead.

-
Final.

The stadium erupted as the teams took the field. Ishan's heart pounded, focused on the task ahead.

The opposing team, led by MS Dhoni had been the most successful in the IPL history. Three time champions, known for their efficiency.

This season was great for them, losing only five matches.

The match started and the initial overs saw steady runs with MI struggling to find rhythm.

On the other side, Aditi sat in front of the TV, eyes glued to the game.

By the second innings, tension gripped the air, with fans sitting with fingers crossed.

Ishan's team needed to perform. He took a deep breath and tried to focus on his batting.

However, he got out on 23 (26).

Aditi's anxiety and disappointment grew.

The other batsman joined at the crease and with their partner managed a crucial partnership.

"One over left. 4 runs needed." The commentators' boomed.

The stadium erupted with every shot, hoping MI would win now.

"Last ball. 1 run."

Time froze. Everyone's heart pounded. Aditi shut her eyes, silently wishing for a miracle.

The ball hurtled towards the batsman, and he went for a single.

Mumbai Indians won the IPL!

Aditi squealed, eyes shining with pride. "We did it! Yay!"

She watched the crowd's energy. Fireworks exploded in the sky and fans dancing on their seats, waving flags.

Ishan rushed to join his team for the celebratory hug. Aditi grinned, watching his hard work paying off.

-

As MI lifted the trophy, the stadium boomed into cheers. Aditi's eyes shone. "I knew you could do it."

After the celebrations on the field, media rushed to Ishan, holding their microphone forward.

"How does it feel to be a champion?" a journalist asked.

Ishan grinned. "Unbelievable! We worked hard for this moment."

"Your partnership with Rohit was amazing! What was going in your mind?"

"We knew we had to be focused and back each other. It paid off." Ishan replied.

"What's next?"

"Celebrating tonight then focusing on being selected for the Indian team." Ishan said with a smile.

The team then gathered in the locker room for celebration. Champagne bottles popping.

Ishan and Mayank shared a hug. "Time to party!" they shouted.

The team danced, singing their team anthem. "Mumbai meri Jaan."

Players waited for their turns to click photos with the trophy. Ishan approached Rohit, with a smile.

"Bhaiya, I want to thank you for an amazing season!"

Rohit's eyes warmed. "You were phenomenal. And we did this together."

Ishan then turned to Rohit's daughter, Sammy.

"Let's celebrate." Ishan scooped her up. Sammy giggled as Ishan tickled her.

Ritika and Rohit smiled. "You both are so cute!"

Ishan grinned. "Haha thanks."

-

At night, Ishan sat on his bed in his room, still grinning from ear to ear. He closed his eyes, reliving the day's events.

The toss, cheers, team's support, last over, the win and his teammate, Jasprit Bumrah, winning player of the match.

"Who would have thought? We did it!" Ishan whispered, eyes sparkling.

He made sure to congratulate the opposing team as well. His admiration for Dhoni shone through as he learned so much from him.

As he took his phone in his hands, he dialed his parents' number, eager to celebrate the win with them virtually.

"Mom, dad! Did you saw the match? We did it!" Ishan beamed.

His parents' enthusiastic voices filled the line.

"Yes! We are so proud." His mother said.

"We knew you had it in you!" His father added.

Ishan beamed, feeling loved and appreciated.

His mother's voice trembled. "We can't wait to see you and celebrate."

Ishan said with an excited voice. "I'll be there soon."

As they hung up, Ishan scrolled through his phone and congratulatory messages flowed.

He smiled, feeling grateful.

"Champions!" His best friend, Shubman, texted.

"Proud of you always." Yashasvi, his friend, wrote.

He replied to each message and saw the tweets from fans, who congratulated each and everyone.

Ishan dialed Aditi, eager to share his happiness. She answered instantly, her voice warm and cheerful. "Champion, hey!"

Ishan chuckled. "Hey! Dekha na?"

Aditi teased. "Haan. Didn't wanted to disturb you. You must be celebrating."

"Celebrations will continue, I wanted to celebrate the moment with you." Ishan said with a soft voice.

Aditi's tone warmed. "I am so happy for you. Y'all deserve it!"

As they spoke, Ishan shared every detail, from the final over to celebration in the dressing room. Aditi listened, beaming with pride. Ishan could sense her happiness radiating from the phone. He felt grateful for the support he got throughout the league. He knew the victory was as much his loved ones' as it was his.

A/N:-

I'm not an MI fan but their team dynamics and camaraderie is super fun!