Step Siblings (James McVey/The Vamps)

Don't Do Anything Stupid

James' point of view

The boys and I were having a quick dance party, I'm not sure how we ended up like this, Tris and Brad twerking, Connor attempting to do the running man and all. We were just trying to figure out witch film to watch. Yes, we're weird, but at least we keep things interesting. The lads were too distracted by themselves, but I think Heard screaming. Olivia?

"Guys, guys shut up!" I screech into the room.

"I think that's Liv," I worriedly mumble.

"What? The yelling?" nah, the moaning, yes the yelling dumbass. I couldn't deal with their stupidity, so I just walked out and went to Liv's room.

I'm standing just outside the room, but I can't get in as she's locked it. I start calling her name, but she doesn't hear me (well she probably heard me, she just didn't answer).

"Olivia, don't do anything stupid!" I shout, aiming towards cutting herself, by this time I heard everyone rushing down the corridor, but I wasn't paying attention.

'Livia get away from the door." I command. Not even sure if she was there. With that, I broke it down and rushed to her aid on the other side of the room. Everyone else stayed in the door way, I gave them a look as if to say 'go away, I got this' and focused on Liv.

She had 5 bloody gashes on top of all the millions of other scars. I grabbed her hand and pulled her in to the en suite bathroom. I ripped out some tissues from the box and held them on her arm, trying to stop the blood. I held the tissues with one hand, and with the other I picked her chin up to see her  tear stained face.

"Are you okay? What happened?" I ask scared, I may have only known her a few hours, but she really meant something to me.

"I'm *hiccup* fine" she lets out, me knowing fine and well that she wasn't. I look under the sink for that rubbing alcohol wound cleanser stuff. I found it and look up to her. She looked scared, why wouldn't she?

"Hey it's okay. Just hold still, please?" she tried to pull her arm back away from me, but I had a pretty good grip on it. Just then, I heard the bathroom door open and Connor walked in.

"Need any help?" he asks, clearly worried about her.

"yes please, can you hold her arm whilst I do this? I don't want to hurt her" I spoke as if she wasn't in the room, but it made me feel better, somehow.

"Um yeah, sure." he states, he sat behind her with one hand rubbing her back and the other holding the back of her elbow so I could see her wrist clearer. I started dabbing on the alchol and she imediently started screaming.

"Ow!! James, please stop! It hurts. Please?" it broke my heart to see her like this and to be causing her pain, but I wouldn't want her wrist to get infected.

"I know it hurts lovely, I know. But I have to do it." she nods and tears fall from her eyes. Connor starts cooing in her ear and her tears don't fall as hard, but I still have a lot of it to do. As I start cleaning the second cut she screams as if her arm was being ripped off.

"here let me do it." Connor says, I hand him the bottle and napkin and switch positions hith him, which makes me end up straddling her.

Brad and Tris walked in with two of the most scared expressions I have ever seen. i wanted to smirk and chuckle at them, but this was way too serious.

"You guys okay in here?" Tris asks, I give him a look, not bothering to answer.

They come in and sit down, trying to be supportive or something.