Hopeless - The sequel to Breathless. A Janoskians fanfic.

6. 'We need to talk.'

Isla's POV -

After yesterday, things with Benji hadn't been too great. He'd stuck up for me in front of Skip and the others, but I was angry that he'd hit him and he was angry that I was so bothered about it. "he deserved it." he kept repeating, yeah he probably did, but I couldn't stand the replay of Skip falling to the floor in my head. We'd got back to the Brooks house yesterday, after shopping, luckily the others must have gone to Skip's and that's when mine and Benji's argument began. Sierra had asked me what was wrong as I'd been pretty quiet all afternoon and I'd replied that I was just tired and shaken up about what had happened. "He's a twat Isla, hopefully I knocked some sense into him." Benji had laughed with Luke and Jai, Skip had been their best friend a few months ago, what had happened to the Janoskians? Was this my fault? "You didn't have to have hit him Benji, we should have just left them to it." Benji questioned why I was being so protective of Skip and why I was defending. Him after what he'd said to me. "I'm not being defensive, I just don't like seeing anyone get hurt Benji!" after a few more angry words, Benji walked out and didn't return that night.

Sierra comforted me "You still love him don't you?" she questioned me, looking into my eyes, was she talking about Benji or Skip? "who?" I asked her, she sighed as if it was obvious but I genuinely didn't know "Isla, don't pretend like you don't know. Skip, do you still love him?" my eyes left hers and met the floor, I didn't know whether to lie to her or not, she was my best friend but she could be a gossip. I think my eyes breaking contact made it obvious though, she gasped and almost fan girled at the thought of Skip and I getting back together. "Isla, I like Benji and everything, but you and Skip are so perfect. I know he still likes you, Beau told Luke and Jai." I felt my face almost light up when she said Skip still had feelings for me, my whole body flooded with butterflies and I couldn't help but smile. I felt happy when I was with Benji, but there was something about Skip I just couldn't let go of, but what if I ended things with Benji and Skip rejected me? This situation wasn't easy, I was completely torn between the two of them, my heart said Skip, but my head said Benji. "What did Beau say?" I questioned Sierra, obviously wanting to know how Skip felt. She smiled with me and excitedly squealed, "Skip had confided in Beau and said that Tabby wasn't the one for him, you were, but he didn't think you'd ever forgive him so he tried to move on." ugh, maybe he wanted things to work with Tabby after all.

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I woke up and light snoring filled the air, I rolled over in the silk sheets, expecting to see Benji, but instead my face was suffocating in bright red hair. Then I remembered what had happened last night, Benji had confronted me and stormed out, Sierra had told me skip still liked me and then we'd both crashed at my house seeing as I didn't want to be left alone. I groaned and pulled my weight up by my frail arms, trying to stay awake. I pulled my phone off the table to check the time, 11:47, and noticed I had 3 missed calls and 6 messages. 2 calls from Benji and 1 from Sierra last night, as she locked herself out. 2 of the messages were from Twitter so I ignored those and continued to read the others.

From Benji x

I'm sorry Isla x

From Benji x

I was a cunt, please call me?! x

From Sierra x

Dick head, let me the fuck in, it's freezing and my nipples are falling off! -.-

From Skip

Isla, we need to talk.

I completely froze, 'we need to talk' what did that even mean? We weren't together so it wasn't the 'we need to talk, I'm breaking up with you' situation, we were both in relationships so it wasn't the 'we need to talk, I want you back' situation, I sat there staring at the text for a good two minutes racking my brains. "morning fucker!" Sierra grumbled, I turned around and saw her barely awake, staring at me. She looked concerned at my frozen expression and snatched my phone from my grasp, she gasped as she read the text. "what does that even mean?!" she yelled, I wasn't sure if she was excited or worried. She studied the text almost as much as I had and lifted the phone to her ear, "what are you doing?!" I questioned her, hoping that she wasn't doing what I thought she was, "I'm calling him obviously!" she muttered back and rolled her eyes. She put the phone on speaker so I could hear everything.

Skip: hello? Isla?

Seirra: it's Sierra.

Skip: oh, hey. Why are yo-

Sierra: what the fuck does 'we need to talk' mean?!

Skip: Can I talk to her?

Sierra: yeah, course, here..

I waved my hands and shook my head at her, I couldn't talk to him. Sierra ignored me and handed me the phone, I took it off speaker before talking.

Isla: urmm, hey..

Skip: can I see you? So we can talk properly?

Isla: talk about what skip? You aren't really my favourite person right now.

Skip: and from what I hear, Benji isn't either, Jai told me about last night. I need to talk to you Isla, please?

Isla: Benji and I have nothing to do with you okay, why can't we just talk now?

Skip: Isla, stop being so difficult, if you won't meet me somewhere, I'm coming to you.

He hung up and I stared shocked at Sierra "I think he's coming over, shit!" I jumped out of bed, not exactly sure what to do with myself. I couldn't let him see me like this, I had mascara lines all down my face, my hair was shoved into a messy bun and I was wearing my Minnie Mouse pyjama's. "Isla! Calm down! Have a shower, get changed and if he gets here before you're done, I'll keep him downstairs okay?" I loved Sierra so much, she was like a sister to me. I quickly jumped into the shower, making sure I washed my hair thoroughly and for the first time in about a month shaved my legs. I instantly felt better, I thought about messaging Benji, but I really didn't want to see him today. Today was about sorting things out with Skip, getting the Janoskians back on track and bringing the group back together.