Living with him [The Vamps|New Hope Club]

Chapter 1- Wake up

*Knock knock*

I stretched my legs and arms out across my comforting double bed before yawning loudly and rubbing my blue eyes as they slowly opened. Shifting onto my side, I glanced at my alarm clock. It was 8:05... great.

*Knock knock*

I was quickly alerted by the repeating sound. "Come in!" I managed to call, before letting out another loud yawn. The door was pushed open and in walked my 20 year old brother, Brad. His brown curly hair was messy, indicating he had not been awake very long. "Hey could you please get up and help me downstairs asap?" I let out a short sigh. "Why? What's-" I stopped myself as I quickly realised he was no longer stood in the door way. I launched myself out of bed, curious to know what Brad needed me for and why it had to be done at such an early time.

As I headed towards the door, I grabbed my red fluffy dressing down from the end of my bed and slipped it over my shoulders. I hurried downstairs, to be greeted by Brad in the kitchen. He was sat at the breakfast bar, probably scrolling through Twitter.

"What's up then?" I asked as I poured myself a cup of coffee and took a seat besides him. "Well you know we recently signed them two bands to our record label?" I nodded. "Well the lads from New Hope Club are coming over to do some writing with us today." He continued. "That's awesome!" I exclaimed. I always got excited when Brad was doing band stuff, call me cheesy but I actually loved The Vamps. I don't care if sibling aren't supposed to get along with each other. Me and Brad were pretty tight, and I was their number one fan. "Anyways I wondered if you could pretty please tidy the studio for me? I have to sound check everything and go grab some supplies." Ugh I hated it when he used 'pretty please' he always pouted his lips like a puppy and I couldn't resit saying yes.

"Hmmm, sure" I replied. "But why can't one of the lads help you?"
"Connor is the only one who would actually agree to helping me, and he can't get here until 9:45 and the New Hope Club boys are getting here at 10" He explained. I took a sip of my drink. "Okay fine...let me go get dressed" I pushed my chair back and stood up. "You're the best!" He called to me as I left the room. "I know!"

I rummaged through my wardrobe in search of my grey Pull & Bear jumper as it was a pretty chilly day. I couldn't find it anywhere. "Brad! Where's my PB jumper?" I called from the landing. "I think I saw it in the washing pile last night!" His voice called back. I let out a long sigh and rushed back to my wardrobe. I came across my Purple 'We are The Vamps' jumper and slung it over my head. Better that than be cold, plus I was in a rush and didn't have time to find anything else. I also slung on my white skinny jeans and black & white Nike Roche.

I went over to the mirror and inspected my face. Ew. Rummaging through my draws, I pulled out a foundation and applied a light coat, along with some mascara. I brushed my long blonde wavy hair back into a high pony tail. I proceeded to the studio (the basement!) where I spent the next hour running around like a headless chicken, making sure everything was spotless.

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