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The three had stopped by Islas hotel, parking at the side of the street, closer to her balcony.
Isla hopped out and made her way through the darkness- the only thing stopping the street from being completely black was Bills car light- guiding her towards the wall she intended to climb.
Once she reached it she stood there sizing it up- She'd snook out, but never in. The wall was at least 6 foot, and it was much easier to drop that high than to climb it.
A hand fell onto her shoulder, making her jump. Gasping, she spun around to see Bill, chuckling. In the distance she made out Toms cackle from the car "HAHAH ISLA YOUR A WUSS"
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Ignoring the laughter, Isla looked at Bill, her heart was still racing. "Want a leg up? or were you planning on jumping that" Bill offered sarcastically. "Yea, please" She muttered.
Once she'd clambered onto the wall, Isla walked along it, holding her arms out for balance. She reached her balcony and pulled herself up onto it.
This time she'd locked the balcony door, Feeling inside her pockets, she pulled out a key, ran in and grabbed a bag.
Throwing stuff in she picked an outfit for the interview- pjs and other shit.
Just as she was leaving- she noticed a note attached to her door, Jeff's handwriting.
Pealing it from the wood, she read it.
Isla, i stopped by but you weren't in. Wont bother leaving you a message because you don't answer. You have an interview tomorrow, which you will need to be attending with the Kaulitz twins. I don't know where you are. Probably with some friends.
but i will admit i am worried that your falling into old habits, need i remind you of what happened the last time. I may be your manager but you should take some initiative and realise when you are going to far... A driver will be here tomorrow at 1, if you are where i think you are, and your making your way with somebody else, text me so i can cancel the pickup.
it's important that you go to this interview. I know you don't like them but i'm sure that this won't cover your personal life. -Jeff
Isla scrunched the letter up and chucked it aside, leaving the apartment she sent jeff a text to cancel the pick-up.
The three had been driving for a couple minutes, discussing music. Isla couldn't help but look at Tom, he'd taken his hoodie off, wearing a black vest- His arms...
Pulling up to a drive thru- Bill turned the the two and said "i'm fucking starving- you two?"
She'd realised that since being with Tom- she hadn't even eaten "yea, actually starving" they said in unison. Looking at each over in shock.
Tom leaned over as they reached the answer machine, he made his order.
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Afterwards he placed his hand on Islas thigh, asking her what she wanted and repeating it. Butterflies.
They'd finally reached home- as the twins and Isla Entered, She spoke, "I'm so tired, imma run up and get into my pyjamas."
Tom laughed "Okay but by the way, my rooms the end one, the guest bedroom is just before it."
Embarrassed- she remembered laying in Toms bed, after her bad trip. Running up the stairs she shouted "yea, sorry!"
