Boys in bands are trouble!

James, james mcvey...

James, that's a nice name.

James mcvey. It's got a good ring to it.

El mcvey...?!

I got broken from my thoughts when Jesse jumped on my lap.

"Hey Jesse, it's your auntie El" I said riffing up her ears. "Yes the auntie you love more then brad" I said in a stupid baby voice, making everybody laugh.

"So El, how long have you known Brad?" Connor asked as he took a sip from his coke.

"Oh about 14 years I think" I said almost calculating my thoughts.

"Wow that's a long time" tristan said.

"So how come we've never met a pretty girl like you before?" James said leaning into me.

"Ask brad" i replied to him laughing.

Brad gave me a look of warning, and I placed my hands up in surrender.

"I guess we just never got round to it" he said leaning back on the sofa.

"Shall we do something?" Connor asked

"Yeah sure, shall we watch a film?" I asked.

"Yeah sure, what shall we watch?" James asked.

"I don't know I'll have a look" I said up as I got up off the sofa and down towards the dvd cabinet.

I leant down and hade a look calling out some suggestions.

"Oi tris stop looking at els bum" Con shouted.

"I was not" he laughed.

"My bum, my priority" I laughed putting in the 22 jump street disc, and sitting on brads lap cuddling up to him.

"El, I don't want you getting hurt" Brad whispered into my ear and he wrapped his arms around my waist.

"I won't Brad, okay, don't worry!" I replied

"I just like to protect you, you know keep you safe." He said snuggling into my neck.

"I know Brad, I won't" I said as I placed my head on his chest.