Being Brad's Sister

52. Overhearing the conversation

Brad's pov

Connor, Tristan and I have practically finished recording our parts for the album and James has done quite a bit of recording and is slowly catching up to us. Yesterday he was meant to be for the morning and in the afternoon he was supposed to be spending time with Kristie however she texted him to cancel so he stayed in the studios all day to record.

Kristie is a nice girl and she can be quite funny, but there is something about her. Not only that, I just feel like James is so caught up with her that he isn't as focused on the band. Almost like he is putting her first. I'm just nervous in case he uses Kristie as a rebound to help with the break up.

Today the lads and I are nipping into the studios to finish the album. James is recording his last bits this morning and he is going to message us when he has finished so we can go down and make any improvements. He has been in the studios since half seven so hopefully he will be getting on pretty well.

After we have done the odd bits at the studios all of the guys are coming over to mine and we are going to watch some movies to relax. We deserve some chill time after recent events because things have really heated up lately, so we could do with some relaxing time.

I flick through Twitter and decide to do a follow spare so I scroll to the top of my timeline and click on the box to compose a new tweet.

@TheVampsBrad
Album nearly finished just doing final bits of recording today before we start editng and stuff how about a follow spree to celebrate RT

I sent the message and within second messages come rolling in with people favouriting and retweeting the tweet. I start to follow the fans. I go down the list following as much as I can until a message pops up telling me that I can't follow anymore people and I have to wait a while so I compose another tweet with a screenshot of the message explaining that I have followed as many people as I can. Coming off twitter I flick the TV on to see if there is anything interesting on.

"Brad. Brad. Brad. Brad." Emma comes running downstairs and into the living room full of energy and excitement. I chuckle at her as shebounces up and down.

"What's gotten into you?"

"Do you remember Jayna's cousin Daniel? The American one." I nod my head as I vaguely remember him.

"Every year either he would come over here or we would go to America. He has arranged for Jayna and I go to America to visit him and he has set up for Zoey to meet us there as well so we can hang out like we used to!" She squeals excitedly.

"Woah. Back up." I say with my eyes wide. "Did you just say you'regoing to America?"

"Yeah, we completely forgot about it, but Dan sent Jay the ticketsand they arrived today! I'm going to America."

"No, no way Em. You can't go to America."

"Why? Come on Brad I've spoken to Dad and he is fine with it so why aren't you? After everything I have been through lately I need this for an escape. Please Brad I need this."

"But."

"Why is it if you want to do something than it is fine, but if I want tothink I can't."

"But it's Daniel."

"We are fine Brad the girls will be there as well. Please Brad." I sigh and nod my head, although I don't want her to go to America. As much as she denies it, I know that when she was younger, she used to fancy Daniel and I don't want her doing anything stupid. "Oh, thank you!" She yells hugging me ridiculously tightly and laughing before running for the door.

"EMMA!" I yell, making her stop in her tracks and look at me. "When are you going?"

"The flights are in two days for a week." She smiles. "I'm off to pack." On that note she disappears. Two days! Short notice or what. Atleast she can get away for a bit but I'm nervous about her staying with Jayna. I pick up my phone and text Jayna.