For you Shivikasvibez <3

I know it's a short update, but I'll make up for it later, with a Celebrity Classico match one-shot! I hope ya'll remember those matches in past? *smirks*

Sorry for errors, as proofread isn't done yet!

Riya's POV ~

' Sammy, Ro and Riya! Get up now!' I could hear Rits Bhabhi yell from downstairs. How does she manage to wake up early? I groaned and glanced at the clock. Wait what - it's 7:30? Am officially screwed!

Where's my Oscar for getting ready in 14 mins? Grabbing a black tote bag and getting the stuffs in and grabbing it, with the laptop in another hand, I raced downstairs, towards the door when Bhabhi's voice made me stop.

' Where do you think you're going without having your breakfast, Riya Sharma?'

'You're going with me today. So stay and have your meal.' Bhai yawned and sat on the chair, pouring himself a glass of juice. 'And, are the stats and reports ready, Rii?'

'Yep! I mailed them already!'

Did I tell you guys I work as a physiologist in the Indian national cricket team? Hell yeah, I know am the centre of jealousy for many, but I can't help it. I love cricket and anything related to it. Cricket runs in Sharma bloodline. We three siblings live for it. Rohit Bhai, the eldest, as you guys know is the Captain of Indian Cricket Team and Mumbai Indians IPL team, and Vishal Bhaiya, is managing cricket academies while I went for sports physiologist course in Mumbai and later on in Nottingham. After working with few teams there and here, I applied for my dream job and finally got it three months ago.

Bhai took his baby out for the day. The classic black BMW M5.

I raised my brow when he handed me the key. He likes to drive his favourite car by himself, so I couldn't stop from asking, ' Why this honour?'

Bhai - ' I need some sleep and energy for the practice. So you'll drive today and I'll take the passenger seat.'

Without letting me speak, he hopped into the seat and I let out a sigh.

' Fine. 50 bucks for it.' I smirked and getting into the driver's seat, turned the engine on.

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'Glad you arrived, Ri! Handle this cranky baby here.' Hardik said and pointed to KL.

'What happened?' I asked, noticing Rahul sulking.

'Athiya kicked him out of the house early morning.'

'Serves him right. Fgs he literally forgot their propose day?'

'I don't even remember what I ate for lunch two dys ago -' Rahul tried to come up with an excuse.

I couldn't help but roll my eyes and approached Nitin Bhai, to discuss about the scheds and stats. A hectic day awaits!

'All haven't arrived yet, Riya. Rishabh is late and Bhuvi will come straight from airport.'

'I don't know what's wrong with Rishabh! He's so late these days and if I ask him if there's a problem, he behaves so rude!'

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Third person POV -

'Exactly 27 mins late. Any explanations, Mr.Pant?' Crossing her arms across her chest and with a frown, Riya asked.

'I overslept.' Rishabh tried to make an excuse.

Riya - 'Over slept or went for an early morning drive with your girlfriend? You smell of Chanel lavender perfume, the one your girlfriend uses.'

'Aagh!' Rishabh groaned.

'Thank your luck that I am not reporting about your late arrivals to Mahi Bhai, Bhaiya or Cheeku Bhai. This is the last time I'll keep my mouth shut.'

'Yeah, sorry.' Rishabh replied, half-heartedly.

Hardik, who was nearby, tried to suppress his laughter, but failed.

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'4 more pushups, Rishabh!'

'Arrey yaar!'

'Karoge ya Bhai ko bataun?'

'Why the heck you dictate me?' Rishabh yelled.

'Kyunki tum kaam hi aise harte ho! No 1 keeper-batsman ka position khona chahte ho kya? Saamne T20 World Cup hai, yaad hai?' Riya scoffed.

Rishabh and Riya are rarely sane around each other, always picking on each other, being like Tom and Jerry. Although none of them accept it, their team members say they're platonic and that Riya understands him much more than anyone else.

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' Come on, Rishu! We're rather late!

'Are you going to sponsor the shopping spree?'

'Ofcourse not. I don't want to go bankrupt. I might get you a few presents or select some stuffs because you're bad at clothing choices.'

Rishabh had his break-up, an awful one to be exact, and he has shut himself up for a while. His family members, Mahi and Ro have had enough of his negligience towards himself, so they devised a plan, to bring their Rishu back, and they knew, who can do that. THE ONE AND ONLY, RIYA SHARMA! And gosh the efforts Ro had to make to make his little sister agree! Somwhere, deep down in her heart, Riya was missing him too, so she finally agreed, saying, 'Am Rishabh Pant's sanity restoring machine, ofcourse!'

Rishabh watched her go frantic over the color of the shirts or which jeans suits him better. He was getting to know a differemt, yet somewhat same her today. The small eyebrow twitch, or teasing smile, or concerned look, or the old look of hey I'll kick you to give a lesson told him, she's the one who might change him for the better and give him the ear twist to bring him to reality.

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Rishabh had refilled his glass for the 5th time, trying to distract himself with the urge to pee, but it didn't came. QUITE LAME OF HIM, but why?

'Bro, 6th glasses of water! Log jealousy mein wine ya kucch aur peete hain, tu paani kyun pee rha?' Shreyas looked at him, amused and concerned, 'Agar itna hi jealous hai, toh bolde na tu Rii se pyaar karta hai.And don't try to deny now. I can see in your eyes that you love her!'

Rishabh never thought he'll fall for someone so passionately, but he did. He was in love with the one he used to share takraar, shararatein and a lot later, khud ki baatein.

Little did he know, his Jerry was high in love with her Tom.

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'Okay enough for the day, Rii!'

'Shut up, Pant! It's our wedding we are planning about, so let me see the arrangements!'

'Jerry, you know na I love you?' Rishabh tried to coax her to relax.

'I love you and hate you too, for trying to coax me! Get hthe hell out of here!' Riya yelled at her fiance, and focussed back on the decorations for the mehendi and sangeet ceremony.

Just 2 years of courtship made them realise, that the two chaotic people have more than takraar and love between them, that they have forever and a lifetime.

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TOODLES!