Step Siblings (James McVey/The Vamps)

Wait Leo has kids?

(just in advance I'm not using any of the boys' real family members)

Olivia's point of view

I was home alone once again, my mum encouraged me to get out and make friends but being social isn't exactly my style. I'm so depressed, I hate the world, I miss my dad, but no one really cares about the 'emo girl's' problems. So that's where I am now, sitting in my bathroom bandaging up my forearm after another round of cutting.

I had been doing my homework, because I have to get good grades no matter what, when my mum came home.

"Olivia! Are you in sweetie?" was the first thing she called out, I know she was secretly hoping I had made some friends and went out, but again, that's not how I roll.

"Yes mum, have you got plans?" unlike me, my mum is a social butterfly and every weekend is spent going to dinners, or to work parties, always dragging me along. I was, well am, more like my Dad, quiet, realistic, and alone, or that is, until I meet 'the one' as he always told me.

"That we do, pack up my darling, I'm off work for the next week and we're spending it with Leo and his kids" my mum exclaims excitedly. Leo is my mum's fiance, they have been together for almost two years, and he is really nice, but I didn't know he had children.

"since when has Leo got kids?" I ask, my Canadian accent showing through, I lived in Newfoundland, Canada for the first seven years of my life, as it's where my dad is from and we use to go there a lot, my mum on the other hand has been born and raised in Brighton. Though we live in Somerset,for some reason.

"Since twenty years ago when his eldest, James, was born"

James, such a common name, used so often it seems to lack character. Much like my name, Olivia, I much more see myself as a 'Monday' or a 'Scarlet' something that describes me, my mum calls me 'Via' which doesn't really represent me, but it's getting closer, like I can be reached via email, or something.

"Via love, you've seemed to zone out, why don't you go pack up and we can leave round two hours?" my mum suggested. This may sound of a question, but it is a demand, so I leave our front room and head up to my 'cave' as my mum refers to it as.

James' point of view

My dad was making dinner, while Emily and I 'tidied up' (which totally means messed about and annoyed each other like mad)

"James, Emily I swear if you don't stop and get this placed cleaned up before Maya and Livia come over I'll lock you in the garden shed?" my dad screeched at us. I knew this was an empty threat, but when my dad gets angry he can do some things that he later regrets, which is why my mum lives in Manchester and my Dad in Bournemouth.

"who's Livia?" Emily asks softly, leave it to her to ignore the anger in her dad and ask such an innocent question. Em is one of the most forgiving little girls I've ever met, that's  why I have to be so protective, you can break her heart, ruin her trust, do almost anything to her, and she'll still love you just the same, it helped with the divorce, she still loves both our parents endlessly.

"Olivia is my fiance's daughter, they are coming to stay with us for the week, she's 17, and your soon-to-be step sister." our dad tells her, he seems...Happier talking about Olivia, like he thinks she's perfect or something, that's probably just because she is his love's daughter, but would it hurt to tell Emily and I that he's proud of us and that he loves us?

"Oh! cool!" and with that she runs off to her room.

"hey James?" he asks, I don't think I've ever heard him sound like this, I can't pin point the emotion, maybe nervous? I don't know, but he didn't seem like the same dad I left 3 months ago for tour.

"yes, Dad, Is there a problem?"

"No. Not a problem, I just need you to know something about Liv" he mumbles looking down. I wait a few seconds, not knowing what to say, so I just motion for him to continue.

"She's not normal, she's got no social life, she's an emo, she depressed, and I think she could really benefit from having a guy like you get her out of her shell, introduce her to your friends, have movie nights with her, just make her feel wanted, you don't understand what it could do for her..." as my dad spoke, all I could think about was her being an 'emo' what's the definition of 'emo'? Who calls her that? Does she have a reason to be depressed? No girl should feel bad about themselves, and I try to make sure all my fans know that they are truly amazing and beautiful. Operation Olivia is about to commence.

"the guys are coming over today, I think they're staying 4 days, is that social enough for you?" I ask slightly serious, slightly not, though if she is emo as in scene, I don't know how much an indie guitar band can do for her self esteem.

four hours later

text from 'Bradass': Con and I are at the station come get me!!!!

text to 'Bradass': what time does Tris get in? I'm on my way

text from 'Bradass': 20 minutes, but Con and I are freezing HURRY

I shove my phone into my pocket and start my car, my dad said Maya and Livia would be here at 6:30 and by the time I got the lads from the train, and gone back it'd be 5:45ish...

TIME SKIP TO TRAIN STATION

I spot the two short dorks almost instantly, but they hadn't seen me yet,

"Bradley!! Connor!! Come on!!" I screamed into my cupped hands, the boys turned around looking lost for a moment, but as soon as they saw me they started running over.

"Jems!!" Connor called, thinking I'd get annoyed.

"You took forever mate, I've froze my balls off" Brad says, dead serious.

Tris' train pulled in and we waited for him like anxious puppies. As soon as we saw him we rushed over and crushed him in hugs, surprisingly we had seen each other less than a week ago, but that's just how close we are.

"guys, I have some news" I tell, not entirely recovered from that bone crushing group hug.

"you got a girl pregnant, oh god James, What's wrong with you!?" Con says/asks, sometimes I worry about that boy...

"No, I've got a step sister, kind of, staying with us, and we are going to befriend her, kay?" they all nod and mumble some incoherent words, and we walk off to my car.

As we enter the house we are greeted by the amazing scent of  chicken, and my crazy 15 year old sister running up and hugging Brad, she's got a mindless crush on him that she knows will never work, but I just think it's too cute to shut down.

"Hey Fairy dust" Brad says ruffling Em's hair and Patting her back as she wraps her arm around his torso, probably injuring his insides.

Authors note, as anyone who knows me knows, I suck at updating stories, and they usually only end up about 2 chapters long, but I don't know about this one, I may write more, I don't know.