Only You(Tube) // A Joe Sugg FanFiction [EDITING]

Chapter 6

I hop outside, trying not to burn my feet on the tiles. 'Hot!' I manage to breath, hurrying towards an empty sunlounger. I lay my towel on the sun lounger, lying down, and making sure that the T-shirt cover-up I pulled on before I stepped outside is well adjusted. I put in my headphones and shuffle my playlist, pushing my sunglasses over my eyes and stretching out. I lie next to Zoë and Niomi, who are reading and discussing fashion magazines. I close my eyes, focusing on my music.

After a few minites of chill I feel my headphones being yanked from me. I open one of my eyes, squinting in the light. Jack has hold of me and is carrying me. I scream, startled, and try to get out of the grasp, but his grip is too strong. He throws me into the pool, the icy cold water chilling my body. I scream, gasping for air. 'JACK HARRIES, YOU LITTLE SHIT! I'M GOING TO KILL YOU!'

Jack stands there laughing, so when he's not looking, I grab his ankle and pull him into the water. He gasps as he disappears beneath the surface. I laug so hard I nearly choke. He gasps as I swim away, following me like a shark stalks its prey. I climb out of the pool and bolt through the back door, locking it behind me. He pounds on it as I laugh. I run upstairs and towards mine and Joe's room, locking the door and sliding my back down it, sitting on the floor, panting, listening for any sign of noise on the landing. After a few minutes, I hear someone picking the lock, knocking loudly on the door. 'Stel?'

That's not Jack, it's Joe. 'Is Jack there? I swear to God if he is, you've got no chance of coming in!' I shout back.

'No, I just came to get my flip-flops.' Joe says. Oh. I slowly turn the lock. Joe is standing at the door, and there's no sign of Jack. I decide I can trust him. He walks in, then grabs me by my waist from behind. I scream and struggle, but he's too strong, and I'm so weak, with so little muscle on my frame. Weights were never my thing at the gym. I notice his flip-flops on his feet. Dickhead. 'Jack, mate!' Joe shouts. Jack bounds up the stairs, a grin on his face, like a hyena circling it's prey.

'Oohhh . . . Estelle May Harries, you fucked with the wrong twin.' Jack says cheekily. I laugh, shaking my head at his suggestion. Joe carries me down the stairs, smiling widely. 'You know, I'm never going to forgive you, Joseph Sugg.' I whisper angrily. He laughs,

'I highly doubt that.' I groan because he's probably right. Why does he always have to be right?

Joe hands me to my brother. 'Joe, mate, could you go get me every last pack of ice cubes from the freezer?' Jack says. I look around to Tan, mouthing to her to help me. She just giggles, and I realise everyone is vlogging this strange yet amusing event, which leaves only me annoyed by it. Joe empties all the ice into the pool, there must be twelve large bags at the very least. Jack then throws me in. I've literally never been colder in my life. I wait under the water for as long as possible before I am forced back to the surface.

It feels like one hundred freezing cold needles are stabbing me over and over again. It's honestly the worst feeling ever. My teeth chatter wildly as my vision begins to clear from the blurred view I was seeing, a mix of my being cold and the chlorine that is now stinging my eyes. Everyone is just laughing hysterically as I slowly swim towards the edge of the pool, as I can't go fast because my entire body has gone numb. 'I would advice that you do not go in that pool unless your name is Jack Harries . . .'

'What?' Jack says. I shove him and he falls into the pool. I clutch my sides, gasping for breath as I am laughing so much. Jack just kind of dordles in the water, grinning at Joe. 'Or Joe Sugg.' I finish. Joe looks at me and runs off around the pool. I must chase him at least six times in this cycle until he turns around and grabs me by the waist. He runs, still lifting me, up to a ledge of rocks against the pool and jumps in. 'JOE!' I shout, for I realise that he still has his arms around my waist. We hit the water with a splash and the second time is even worse than the first. Cold and cruel, a sea of needles and numbness. Joe gasps between laughs and I join him, realising that everyone else is still vlogging us. I climb out of the pool yet again, wrapping my towel around me.

'Well, I'm going to have a seriously warm shower and dry off.' I state.

'Yeah, me too.' Jack says, still gasping. Joe just nods, and the three of us file in through the back door, play fighting for getting each other in this state.