Hopeless - The sequel to Breathless. A Janoskians fanfic.

7. "I need you."

I put on my new red disco pants and a cropped white tee, my usual size 12 body was now a 6 I didn't have the curves to fill the pants. They looked good, but I couldn't wait to get back to a size 10 and feel comfortable in body. I'd been eating as much as I could the last day and I'd carry on eating sugary things for a while, but my weight wouldn't increase quickly. I looked in the mirror, I didn't look awful, but I definitely could have looked better, I wanted to be thinner, but not like this. The doorbell rang downstairs and I heard Sierra chatting away with Skip, the sound of his voice filled my stomach with nerves, I was actually scared to see him. I decided to keep my hair natural, it was slightly wavy and because of the length it curved around my chin, making my face look fuller and less gaunt. I applied foundation, blush, eyeliner, mascara and bright red lipstick. I don't know why I was making so much effort for Skip, I guess I wanted him to see what he was missing. I grabbed my phone, cigarettes and lighter from my bedside table and headed towards my bedroom door.

My stomach was filled with butterflies, my palms were sweating and my heart was beating considerably faster than usual, I pulled the handle on my door and stepped into the hall way. "-Tabby. She's perfect Sierra, I really do love her." I heard echo through the kitchen down stairs. He loved Tabby? Hearing those words leave his mouth killed me, I wanted him to love me, not her, why was I being so selfish? I wanted Skip to be happy, but maybe my happiness came first, suddenly, with no warning, tears fell down my cheeks. I blocked everything out, I couldn't make out what Sierra and Skip were saying any more, there was just a loud humming, drilling into and throughout my brain. I was debating whether to face them downstairs or to run back into my room and hide in my bed when Sierra appeared at the bottom of the stairs, I had no choice but to see him now. "hurry up!" she whispered to me, gesturing for me to follow her. I wiped my eyes and took a deep breath, slowly creeping down the stairs.

I reached the bottom and saw the back of Skip, sitting at the counter in the kitchen. "Right, I'm going to head off, leave you two to sort things out, Phone me!" she whispered and hugged me, I nodded nervously and felt my hands shaking. "Bye Skip!" she called and disappeared out of the front door. My legs shook as I walked towards the kitchen, Skip was facing me now, a huge smile plastered across his face. "Hey, you look gorgeous." he muttered and looked as though he was struggling to stop himself hugging me. He looked amazing, he was wearing burgundy chino's, a cream v-neck with an owl printed on it and black vans, his hair was swept over and the sides had been shaved. I placed my things down on the counter and tried to avoid his gaze. The smell of his favourite aftershave filled the air, I took another deep breath, walked towards him and wrapped my arms around his neck. My head fit perfectly into his chest and his arms snaked around my waist embracing the hug. Being in his arms felt incredible, I'd missed this more than anything and I wanted to stay in this moment forever.

"I've missed you." I admitted, he kissed the top of my head and squeezed me tightly. I could fee tears welling up in my eyes and bit my lip to stop them falling. Skip started rocking me into his body, like he always used to and stroked my hair. We pulled away from each other after about a minute and his deep brown eyes met mine, they glistened beautifully and his lips curved into a smile, mine did the same. I felt more in love than I had ever been before, with someone who wasn't my boyfriend, my emotions were all over the place but Benji was the last person I wanted to think about right now. Skips hand stroked the sides of my face and mine held onto his muscular arms, my knees weakened and I found myself leaning in towards him. His lips crashes against mine and he pulled my body tight against his, I could feel his heart beating, just as fast as mine through his shirt. My tongue stroked the inside of his mouth, his doing the same to mine and I felt my fingers running through his hair as the kiss became more passionate.

My body was pushed against the doorway of the kitchen, Skip's hands wondered down my back and around my hips as I let out a light moan. I knew what I was doing was wrong, but it felt so right. I pulled my crop top up, over my head and Skip did the same with his shirt, our bare skin brushed against each others and he unclipped the back of my bra. I slid my shoulders out and let it fall to the floor, as we stumbled towards the stairs. Skip's lips sunk into my neck and down my collar bones, I wrapped my legs around his waist and he pulled me up, holding me in place, one arm wrapped around my back, the other under my bum. I leant my head back as he nibbled at the skin on my chest, we were slowly making our way up the stairs and soon I was pulling at the door handle to my bedroom again. I'd said three words to Skip while he'd been here, this 'we need to talk' situation wasn't happening at all, but I didn't mind. The door swung open and Skip clumsily walked over to my bed, lowering me onto it, his lips not leaving my body.

He gently undid the zip on my pants, I arched my back in the air to allow him to remove them and his hands slid down my legs clenching the material. After a few kicks of my feet, my trousers fell to the floor and I was laying in only my lacy blue underwear. Skip's lips travelled across my breasts, his tongue slipped over my nipples and he nibbled them playfully, as his hands travelled back up my thighs. His mouth moved down to my navel area then even further down to line of my underwear and finally on the inside of my thighs. My breath was heavy, light moans escaped my lips and shivers soared through my body. He kissed my thighs several times before hauling his body up above mine, I fumbled with the button and zip on his trousers and they eventually fell to the floor next to mine. Skips body snaked between my legs and as he pulled himself further up I felt his hard penis brush against my underwear, "Daniel..." I moaned in between shortened breaths, "..I need you."