The Player Wants Me?!

Sequel To "My Bestfriends, The Players And I".

You should probably read that first but it isn't necessary but for it to make more sense.

"So you know who I am then?" He asked, smirking.

"Most people do. But yes, you're Kian Wilde. The Badboy. The Player. The Heartbreaker." I say and he smirked.

"Nice to know what you think of me as" he says with a wink.

"That isn't what I think of you" I smirk back, returning the wink.

"What do you think of me then?" He asked with a small smirk.

"Oh you know. It isn't what most of the girls would say." I say with a small giggle. His smirk widens.

"I'd say you were an absolute asshole, A manwhore, A jerk who needs to learn that using girls gets you nowhere in life." I say giving him a sweet smile.

The smirk on his face, dropped.

Issabelle Evans.

She is popular, she is pretty, she is nice. She has boys dropping at her feet but since her previous boyfriend, she is scared of getting close to boys.

Ryder Evans.

He is popular, he is good looking, he is nice. Girls are lining up to be with him but he doesn't really care about having a girlfriend though, he just cared about looking and protecting his twin sister, Issabelle.

Kian Wilde.

He is the player, the bad boy, the player of the school. He has girls queuing to be with him, like Ryder. He was also gorgeous.

When he notices Issabelle for the first time, he thinks she is beautiful.

With heart break, dark daunting pasts and bright, fun futures, Kian and Issabelle find themselves finding themselves getting closer and closer.

Closer than ever.

Issabelle POV:

"Have you heard?" My best friend Angel smiled at me as she took a sip of her sprite. I was confused for a bit. Heard about what? We were just talking about school work and I'm pretty sure nothing that important was happening in lessons.

"Heard what?" I asked with a smile. Angel was always positive and optimistic, she was always kind to everyone.

"About Kian and Pete!" She squeals excitedly. Angel has always been the kind of girl who falls in love easily. She had one serious boyfriend- they broke up. She was upset but but after she remembered all the good times they shared.

I knew exactly who they were.

Kian and Pete. They were the badboys of the school. The players.

Sure they may have been undeniably good looking but- as far as I knew- they was a major players and heart breakers. Our school wasn't that cliche. Most people got on and there wasn't that much drama. We didn't have groups either. Angel was a cheerleader and hung around with me.

"What about them?"I ask, leaving my food alone and resting my head in my palm. I caught Kian looking at me with a soft smile before I looked back at Angel. I didn't like it. It made my stomach flip. I've known Kian since I was young- we've spoke a few times but not a lot was said.

"Well, they are all looking for 'the girl'. You know, the one where the girl will deny them. I wouldn't turn down Pete. Pete's hot!" She squeals again, her eyes lighting up. She had the biggest crush on Kian's best friend- Pete- and I had heard he had his eye on her too.

"I'd turn them down. They are all idiots" I sigh and she rolled her eyes at me. I know it may have been harsh but having my heart broken and being used in the past haunted my future, I wouldn't like it to happen again.

Angel and I are best friends and have been for years.

"Hey Iz, hey Angel" my twin brother, Ryder, asked. He sat down next to me, putting his arm around my shoulder.

"Hey Ry. How are you? How is your day going?" I ask with a smile, leaning my head against his shoulder. I was tired and completely ready for the day to end.

"I'm good and the day has been fine. What about you?" He asked softly, his eyes search mine to make sure I wasn't lying to him.

"I'm okay and the day has been good. Just can't wait to go home. I'm so tired" I say and his eyes soften visibly. Angel takes my hand in hers and looks at me sadly.

"Why don't I take you somewhere to skip, you can sleep then?" He asked and i shook my head. I wouldn't allow Ryder to get in trouble again because of me and my insomnia. No way.

"No, remember what happened last time?" I ask and he sighed. I knew he didn't care that he would get in trouble but I did. I cared so much for him and I don't want to get him in trouble.

"They can't keep getting mad. They don't know what you have been through" Angel says softly, her hand gripping mine. She looked like she was going to cry at the past memories, for both of us.

"I know, but I can't keep skipping because of that. It's nothing...big" I say and Ryder puts his head on my shoulder.

"It is a big thing, that happened to you and you have, you know what. I love you Iz. Angel loves you. Mum and Dad loves you, just tell them and..." He starts but I shook my head, cutting him off completely. Not yet. It was still too soon, way too soon.

"I don't like talking about it Ry. I don't want to seem weak or vulnerable. I don't want to be that vulnerable little girl anymore" I say, emotionless whilst getting out my sketching book and pencil. I flip to my recent drawing, a fire with a girl in the corner, and begin to finish it.

"They won't. Mum would understand, remember what happened to her?" Ry asked. I knew what he meant. Our mother was strong, so strong and she went through a lot but why would I want to be watched over and bothered all the time?

"Yeah, I know. Then I'd have to go into the story and it hurts. It hurts a lot. I mean, Angel was there when it happened and you were the only person I told. I didn't even want you to know, you worry about me enough. I just, I don't want to be treated like glass anymore" I shrug, ensuring that I concentrate on the drawing instead of my tears. Ryder's arms come around me to comfort me as he kissed my head.

"I'll get notes for you both. Please Iz, I'm worried about you" Angel begs, her eyes also tearing up as she examined the photo. I clench my jaw, my hand tightening around my pencil

"Don't cry!" I hear his harsh voice, "you're so weak and pathetic! You're fucking useless Issabelle!" His voice rings in my head, swirling in my thoughts, getting louder and louder.

This is torture. I want it to stop. I want it all to stop.

I blink away my tears, blocking out the man I once loved voice and squeezing my eyes shut. When I was sure there were no tears in my eyes, I smile weakly at Angel.

"Okay" My voice is weak, broken. Both of their grip tighten. "But Ry, stay in school. Mum and dad would get mad at you for skipping too" I say and he shook his head, his hair going everywhere.

"I'm here for you Iz. I'm here for you no matter what. We will go to our place, you sleep and I'll watch out for you. Please Iz, let me be there for you" he begs, hie eyes pleading at me. He knows I once pushed him away and he don't want it to happen again. I let out a sigh before I nod.

"Okay. Fine. But if mum and dad asks, it was my fault" I say, my voice is firm but he just shook his head.

"That's just going to make your depression worse." he whispers, "They'll be mad and take your phone and drawing pad off you." he says softly. Drawing took my mind off it it all. It took my mind off of my terrifying past.

"They will take your phone off you" I point out and he shrugged.

I was lucky to have a brother like Ryder.

"I don't care. I love you Iz, I love you so much. I'm not letting you get worse. I'd give up anything to make you feel better. Okay?" He asks, his hand wrapping around my own and he squeezed it, letting me know he was there for me, forever.

"I love you too Ry. Thank you, It's just, I'll end up blaming myself" I sigh but I was honest. I always do. It was something I do unintentionally but I couldn't stop myself.

"I know. Yeah, you might be grounded but I'll sneak in your spare pad. I'll warn you if mum or dad comes upstairs, yeah?" He asked, a small sad smile on his lips.

I didn't know what I would do without Ryder.

"It's not about drawing" I lie and he knows it, "It's about looking in the pad. There is personal drawings in there. Things that no one has saw and i hope no one will. Only you and Angel has." I say and he lets out a breath. He smiled softly.

"They might take it off you, but they won't look in it. It's personal. It's like they won't go through our phones or go through our rooms. We want privacy and they respect that" Ryder says and I nod.

"Okay" I say. I just wanted to stop talking about my mental health or my drawings.

"Awesome, if we leave now you'll get 2 hours sleep the least, mum and dad don't get home till 5 so you can have anywhere from 2 hours to 4 hours" Ryder says and I nod my head, getting up.

"Bye Iz, bye Ry. Text me if you need anything and i will see you both tomorrow." She gives me a hug, whispering that she was just a text away before Ryder leads me to his car, opening the door for me.

A few boys whistled at me and I felt my heart pick up. It made me feel uncomfortable so I took deep breaths.

"Lay off" Ryder barks and they immediately turn away.

Some girls gushed about Ryder and giggled, waving at him but he ignored them. He walked around the car, his jaw clenched. For the second time, I see Kian look at me, his smiled but I looked away.

"Assholes" Ryder spat at the boys who whistled at me before he sped away in the direction of our new apartment.

Ryder and I both have jobs which was why we could afford an apartment of our own. We slept at our parents but used the apartment as a get away.

He does street racing. Yeah, it might be illegal but our friends; Tony and Martin, help us both. They are like my older brothers and they are always there for us. He gets at least ￡1500 a race and usually races at least 3 times a week.

I work behind the outside bar by the races. I work whenever Ryder does and you usually get tips by everyone. Every week, I earn just over what Ryder earns a race including the tips.

Our parents didn't know about it though. They thought that Ryder was working in a cafe and I was working in the library.

Once we arrived, we walked up the stairs.

Our apartment wasn't big or small. It had 2 rooms, one was mine and one was Ryder's. We had a kitchen and a living room, a television on the wall and a xbox with a few games.

"Go to sleep Iz. I'll be here to wake you up before they get home from work" Ryder says and kisses my forehead. He shuts my curtains and turns off my light after taking my school bag from me.

"Okay. Thanks Ry. I love you" I say, taking off my shoes before laying in bed.

"I love you too Iz" he smiled before he softly shut the door.

My room was amazing.

I had 3 black walls and the far back wall was white. It may seem a bit weird or odd but I drew and painted on the wall. My carpet was purple and i had a queen size bed. There was a television and even a walk in wardrobe and an attached bathroom.

My eyes slowly began to close as I fell into a peaceful sleep.

*****

"Izzy!" Ryder shook me awake. My eyes opened and I looked up at my brother.

I yawned and rubbed my eyes.

"Come on, I'll let you go in first and i need to see when I've got my next races. I'll get the notes from Angel on the way" he says as I get out of bed.

"Okay, thank you" I say and he smiled.

"Sleep well?" He asked and I nodded.

I quickly threw my hair up and put my shoes on.

I made sure I had my phone and my school bag before Ryder dropped me outside.

I saw mum and dads car in the driveway.

Crap.

"I'll be 5-10 minutes" Ryder says before driving off.

Issabelle POV:

"Mum! Dad! I'm home" I shout, walking in ans taking off my bag and shoes.

"Hey sweetie, how was school?" Mum asked and Dad came and wrapped his arms around Mums waist. I smiled at my mother and father- who were still extremely in love.

"It was good" I partly lie, "how was your day?" I ask them.

"The usual" mum says with a smile.

"Can I talk to you?" Dad asked mum. He smiled at me before kissed mum's cheek.

"Sure" she says and they walk into the kitchen.

Mum and Dad have the perfect relationship. They have been in love since 17 and they still are. They are married and have had 2 kids.

"I'm home" Ryder says, loud enough for our parents to hear.

"Hey, Ry. Whens work?" I asked in a hushed voice whilst he hugged me.

"Today, Tuesday, Friday and Sunday. Would you be able to make all of them?" He asked, a look of concern masking his emotions.

"Yeah." I say, nodding which made my hair fly everywhere.

We both had dark brown hair and we both had dark, Brown eyes. I had some freckles over my nose but they are faded. Everyone were fully aware that Ry and I were twins.

Ryder was 6"1, way taller than me but not taller than dad. I was 5"6 and mum was 5"7.

"Hey Ryder. How was your day?" Our mum asks, appearing back at the kitchen door. She had a small frown on her lips.

"It was okay" he shrugs, taking off his shoes before running his hand through his hair.

"You two, tonight, your mother and i need a word with both of you" my dad says sternly. His brows were furrowed.

"Okayy" I say, drawing on the 'y'. My guess was it was to do with skipping today.

"We need you both to be honest with us and if not, you are grounded" he adds, I could tell by the tone of his voice that he wasn't joking. I nodded.

"Do you think they found out about, you know?" I ask Ryder and he shrugs, his arm automatically comes around me to comfort me.

"I don't know, Iz." He says and we both go in my room, walking in silence, "How do you think they would react?" I ask worriedly. What if they demand therapy?

"I think they would be upset we didn't tell them. I think they might end up feeling guilty because they didn't notice, if you tell them. If it is about skipping, its not like they can be super mad. They used to do it" he says and i nod. I sit on my bed, my head in my hands.

This was all too much.

We put on some films and helped each other with homework until we got called down.

"Tea is ready" dad shouts and we go downstairs and sat at the table.

I push the food around my plate, not feeling hungry. Just worried about what they needed to talk to us about.

"We got a call from the school today. You two, skipping again! I can't believe it" my mum sighs, raking her hand through her hair. It wasn't like mum to loose her cool so we must have really pushed it.

"I'm sorry. It was my fault" I say honestly but Ryder shook his head. I glared at him, kicking him from under the table.

"No. It as my fault" Ryder says and i gave him a look to stop.

"I don't care who's fault it is!" My dad says loudly, grabbing all of our attention.

"Seb" my mum warns looking at dad, silently telling him to calm down.

"What sweetheart? We've told them before not to and they do!" He says and my mum sighs again. He was right but my mum absolutely hated it when there was an argument. She preferred to talk about it.

"Seb, please." She begs and he sighs, standing up.

"I'm sorry" he says before walking out the room, shutting the door behind him.

"Look. I'm mad at both of you. You're both grounded. Ryder, no phone, laptop or--" but I cut her off. My heart began racing.

"Everything is your fault! Every single thing is your fault! Do you fucking hear me Issabelle?" His voice screamed at me, making a shiver go down my spine.

"Mum. It was my fault. I made Ryder skip with me" i protest, jumping up from my seat. She rolled her eyes.

I couldn't do that.

I couldn't sit there and let him get in trouble because of me.

"He is his own person. He makes his own decisions" she sighs. "Ryder, as I was saying--" she continues.

My decision was easy. I either let Ryder get the blame as well as me or I tell her.

"I have insomnia " I shout. Ryder's head snapped in my direction, his eyes wide in shock. He grabbed my hand tightly and squeezed.

"He left school with me because i got an hour sleep last night. I'll take the punishment. Not him" i finish before walking upstairs, my hand slipping out of Ryder's.

I Locked my bedroom door before letting tears fall.

I

Hate

It.

I hate that I'm here.

And I hate that people care.

I hate that I got my twin in trouble.

I hate that I'm useless.

I just hate that I'm me.

I put my head on my knees before wrapping my arms around my legs.

I hate Harry.

I hate myself for thinking anyone like him could love me.

I hate myself for being naive.

I hate myself for being selfish.

That's how I spent the next half an hour, sobbing quietly in the corner of my room.

*****

Ryder POV:

"I have insomnia " she shouted. Tears clouded Her eyes and i knew she was close to her breaking point. I grabbed her hand, tightly.

"He left school with me because i got an hour sleep last night. I'll take the punishment. Not him" she finished before walking upstairs.

I glared at the plate. Nothing was meant to come out like this.

"Ryder" mum sniffed, her eyes red and puffy.

I then realised she was crying.

"Is it true? Does she have insomnia?" She asks, pleading for it not to be true.

"Yeah, she has ever since..." but I cut myself off. I can't tell her, its not my place to.

"Ever since?" Mum questions.

"I can't tell you. It's not my place to. Just, give her space? I'm not sure. She was planning to tell you, everything. She is scared" I sigh and my mum comes to my side.

"Please" she begs as more tears fall. She looked helpless, sobbing as she found this out.

I wrapped my arms around her.

"Please don't cry mum. She will tell you soon" I say, swallowing a lump that formed in my throat.

My mum was crying and my sister probably was too.

"I hope she does. Is there anything really important I should know about her though?" She asked, wiping her tears. Her lip trembled as she grabs my hand tightly.

"Don't bring up Sophia or Harry. At all." I say and she wiped a tear that managed to fall.

"I love you Ryder" she says, his eyes vulnerable. Probably because Issy didn't tell her.

"I love you mum" I say kissing her cheek.

"Baby? What's wrong?" Dad asks mum, rushing to her side and rubbing her back.

"It's Izzy. She...She has insomnia and i didn't even notice. I'm a horrible mother" she cries and dads eyes widen.

"What? Our... Our baby has insomnia?" he asks, his voice cracking.

"I took her to skip school so that she could sleep. She only had an hour last night" I say and my dad frowns, his own eyes filling with tears.

"Why?" He asked, looking completely and utterly hopeless.

"That's for her to tell you." I say and hug my mum and dad.

"I'm going to see if Izzy is okay" I smile sadly and they nod, comforting each other.

"I love you both"

"We love you too Ryder." Dad smiled and crouched down in front of mum began crying again.

I tried to open Izzy's door but it as Locked.

I began to panic like mad.

I know that her confession would make her upset.

Thoughts when you at upset and angry are usually bad and she is Locked in.

"Izzy" I say but instead I hear her soft sobs. My heart felt heavy. She didn't deserve this.

"Iz. Its Ryder. Listen okay? Mum and dad doesn't hate you. They don't hate us. Please open the door. Please Iz" I beg and hear her scurrying footsteps.

The door is opened and i hug her tightly.

I felt her body shake as she cried.

"Shh. Shh. Its okay. Everything will be okay, I promise" I say and smile when she stopped crying.

"I just, I hate it when people care for me. I don't even care for myself so why should anyone else?" She says and i smile at her.

"Because we love you Iz. We are going to help you no matter What. I promise you" I say and hug her again.

"I'm going to get ready for work now okay? I'll meet you in 20" she says quietly and i nod.

"I love you little sis" I smile, knowing she gets annoyed when I say she is little.

"I'm not that small" she grumbled but smiled anyway.

"But I love you too" I kissed her head before walking into my room.