Step Siblings (James McVey/The Vamps)

The First Morning

James' point of view

 I woke up to Connor asleep on the floor cuddled in my duvet. He must have fallen in the night, either that or I kicked him. I creep out of bed and grab clothes from my wardrobe before hoping in to the shower.

I after I had finished washing up, I threw on ripped black skinny jeans, and a white T-shirt. I wondered out of my room to see if anyone else had awoken, as I passed Em's room I saw her face illuminated by her phone in the midst of her pitch black room.

"hey Emi-Emi! You want some breakfast?" I haven't had any proper sibling time with her in months from being on tour, and I figured we wouldn't have much since the guys were here for a few days, and Liv was here for the week (not that I don't love them all) so I was trying to make the most of the time with just little Em.

"Sure, you making?" she asks, lazy, lazy, Emily.

"yes I am, I do have guests you know, come on twat" I call into her room, she slowly got up and walked over to the doorway where I was standing. I put my arm around her waist in a brotherly mannor, and push her towards the stairs. Em's always been the quieter out of us two, always content having alone time in her room, or in the basement, I guess it helped with the divorce, she doesn't require nearly as much attention as I did at 15.

"What shall we make Jemsy?" she asks, like an overly posh toddler, I chuckle at her weirdness.

"I was thinking a crepe buffet, sound good?" she nods, and we set off to work. After about ten minutes of cooking Connor comes down rubbing his back.

"I woke up in the morning with the sunlight in my eyes, no my head don't feel so bright, what the hell happened last night?" Connor questions, I ignore the fact that he just quoted our song, and answer him.

"I opened the curtains for you, you fell out of bed, and we watched Annabelle with Olivia" his eyes brighten at the mention of her name, he totally likes her, but I'll wait til he admits it to go in to over-protective older brother mode on him. Minutes later, Tristan and Brad wise from their cave, also known as my dad's basement.

"Well don't you two look lovely?" Emi jokes with them, the groan in response, but don't bother coming up with a good comeback. The food was ready so I let the dig in before going upstairs to wake Livia. I walk up the steps and to her door, I hesitate before knocking, she didn't answer so I assumed she was still asleep, I open her door, relieved at what I see, Olivia, curled into a ball, cuddling the duvet, her lips sub-consciously duck facing. She's so adorable, yet I don't think she even realizes it. I pull out my phone, and quickly take a picture, before walking over and shaking her awake.

"Liv? Livi? Via? Livia? Olivia, you have to get up now. Food's ready." she starts stirring, and coming to her senses. When her eyes almost pop out of her head.

"James!! You can't see me like this! My hair's a mess! I'm not in a proper shirt! I probably look horrible!" she screams, trying to cover herself in the blanket. Her hair wasn't even that messy, her top was better than most girls' in this era, and she really didn't look horrible. Though she still looked horrified.

"Liv, who do you think brought you to bed last night?" yes I know the answer is Brad, but I was just messing with her her head.

"Um, erm I er don't know." she goes all shy, I grab her sweatshirt from yesterday of the dresser and throw it to her.

"Brad did love, now get dressed everyone else' already awake." okay, not entirely true, Dad and Maya weren't but I thought I'd let them sleep as long as possible. She gave me a soft smile, and I left her to do whatever she does in the morning and walk downstairs.