James' point of view.
Okay, i've been told that Emily and Jenny's dance competition was during the weakened for months, but now they're telling me it's today. Tuesday. It's fine anyway, it's not like we have any plans. Brad and Tris decided that they wanted to be supportive band members and are on a train up here right now. Emily and Jenn had to be there extremely early to practice and make sure that their costumes fit and all so my dad and Maya drove them down about 30 minutes ago. I'm not even sure why I'm awake yet, it's only 6:00am, but I'm up and I can't sleep again.
I heard crying coming from upstairs, a girl's crying. More specifically, Liv's crying. I hate when she's upset, but no matter how much I try I can't ever help her be happy. I start walking up the stairs because even if I can't make her less depressed, I should at least know why she is.
"Livi?" I whisper knocking on her door. She looked up to me with mascara running down her face, and tears glazing her eyes. She didn't have to say anything for me to know that she needed a hug.
"Hey Livia. It's okay, everything is going to be alright." I tell her as I walk over to her. I sit down and wrap her in a hug and we simply sit there crying for a while. Well she was crying, I was just staring to space.
Connor came in and traded places with me. I'm not sure why, but I'm hoping it is so he could talk to Livi alone, maybe, just maybe, tell her that he likes her. I leave them alone, knowing Connor didn't want me there. I just went and watched a film, I have such an interesting life.
Connor's point of view
I had taken James' place of cuddling Livia and getting his shirt soaked in her tears. Got to admit that I loved this feeling, she's such a pretty girl, has an amazing personality, and I love being I protector. We could be the cutest couple on earth if we wanted.
"Hey Livia? What are you crying about?" I ask her sympathetically. I pulled her head up with my fingers under her chin so that she'd be looking at me in the eyes.
"I-uh, it's people from my school. They're just mean.' she says, she tried to lower her face in shame, but I was holding it up so she didn't succeed.
"What did they do?" I ask her, I let go of her chin and she wrapped her arms around my waist, continuing her tear fest.
"They um, they like to use me as a punching bag. And they, well, erm, may or may not have erm ripped my school assignments so that I get in trouble for 'not' doing it." she stuttered. I'm 100% positive that she is underexagerating. She wouldn't be so upset if it was just that-not that what she explained isn't horrible- but she was full on sobbing, there must be something worse going on.
"Livia I know that's not the only thing going on. What's up?" I ask in an authoritative tone. I was getting to the bottom of this.
"No. Connor, that is really it. I just can't take it anymore.' she whispers ever so quietly. i didn't know how to respond, but I did know something. I wanted to kiss her. Most people would be saying things like 'you should wait' or 'she isn't even your girlfriend' but she is my crush, and doesn't everybody dream of kissing their crush?
I slowly turned to her, she was still looking away. There's my chance. I lightly grabbed her head and turned her to look at me. I leaned in, she couldn't really control the situation as I was holding her towards me, but something told me she'd be fine with it.
As our lips connected there was some serious sparks going on, I'm almost 100% positive that I'm in love.
Woah, woah, woah! This is moving too fast! I can't be in love with her! We rarely speak! Then again, I've thought she was beautiful inside an out from the very first day, so maybe... I don't even know, but that was a good kiss.
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