The Vamps Little Sister(editing)

TVLS / 1

And suddenly sad songs aren't sad enough.

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I wake up and wipe the sleep from my eyes. The loud sound of drums beats through my house. The walls are shaking and my head beats with the sounds. I rip myself from my warm bed and head down to the garage. Opening the door the sound is almost unbearable. I frown at the sight of the boys slamming their instruments and singing. My brother singing along to the beat. I turn the lights off which cuts the power off in the garage. They stop playing and look over to the source of the power outage. Me. I smile as they frown at me.

"What do you want Everly?" Bradley asks.

"Some sleep preferably." I smirk.

"Sorry little Simpson." James laughs.

"Why do you guys always have to practice so early." I whine and come sit on the chair.

"Well tours coming up soon,"

"Which I am so delighted you are taking me with you guys." I smile.

"Well we need to practice for that. And I forgot to tell you some other bands will be with us." Bradley smiles.

"Who?" I ask.

"Five seconds of summer and a new band, New Hope Club." Tristan nods.

I frown.

"I don't know if I'm gonna go." I stand up and head for the door.

"Hey don't let Luke ruin it." Connor tells me.

"Little Simpson you gotta come. I'm sure the boys from the new band will love having a girl their age around." James tells me.

"Fine. I'll still come." I nod.

"Good. Then we can leave fully tomorrow because then we get the best beds on the bus." Bradley smirks.

"We're on the bus?" I frown.

"Yes. We are. You better get your stuff ready for it." Bradley tells me.

I run up the stairs and head into my room. I grab my half way packed suitcases. All I really needed to throw in was some extra clothes and my electronics. I pack the close and put all my electrics into my backpack. I pack my sketchbook into my suitcase along with my paint, brushes, pencils, pencil crayons and all of the sort. The rest of my headphones, chargers, and all extra wires go in my suitcase. I begin to hear them playing again as I hear my window slide open.

"Hey!" Audrey laughs coming into the window. A giant smile is plastered onto her face. "How's my favourite trash bag?" She sits beside me on the bed laughing.

"I'm perfectly fine." I laugh back.

"So when are you going?" She looks up at me.

"Tomorrow at like nine at night." I nod.

"The boys sound good." She shrugs.

"Yeah they've been practicing whilst I try to sleep." I groan.

"Well at least they sound good whilst doing it." She laughs.

"Lunch!" Mum calls up me.

"Oh heck yeah!" We jump from our seats and race down the stairs.

"Call the boys in to eat!" Mum tells me. I roll my eyes.

"They woke me up. They don't deserve your amazing food." I put my hand on her shoulder taking my plate. "So we'll just take their food as well." I nod picking up another plate but mom rips it from my hand as fast as I picked it up. "Boys!" I scream.

"Thanks. I could have done that." Mom rolls her eyes.

"Then why did you ask me to do it?" I ask raising my eyebrow.

"Eat your food and hush your face." Mom laughs.

The boys pile in shirtless as Audrey's face covers in blush.

"Put some clothes on." I joke poking James sweaty abs.

"Don't touch me." He jokes back flicking my ear.

"I really hate you boy." I laugh rubbing my ear.

"I have to go Everly. My sister's in town today and wants to take me to the mall." She stands still stuffing her face with the wrap mum made her.

"Okay love you." I wave.

"I'll be over early tomorrow for the goodbye." She winks leaving.

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The TV volume blasts as I watch The Walking Dead almost crying at Hershels death I'm pulled away by Bradley yelling.

"We have to go right now the boys will be there tomorrow." Bradley pushes me up to my room and helps me grab my bags.

As we make are way down to the living room we spot a teary mom and a proud dad.

"Mom we are only gone for like three months or something." Bradley waves her off.

"Five." I correct him as she cries more.

"Great." He mumbles.

"All of my babies are going to be gone." She cries as I embrace her into a big bone crushing hug. She kisses my forehead softly.

"We are only a phone call away." I smile.

"I love you both." Mom pulls Brad into the hug as dad joins in. Dad's a man of few words. But I know he's happy for Bradley and always has been.

"We love you guys too." Bradley smiles.

"Come on Simpsons we have to go!" Connor yells.

"Connor we are being sentimental here!" Bradley jokes.

"Do you want to have a stiff back the whole tour?" He asks.

We look at eachother than our parents.

"Go." Mom shoos us wiping the last of her tears. We run to the car. I stuff my self in the back with Bradley beside me.

"I have to snap." Bradley smirks. He pulls out his phone and starts. "We're on our way to the bus guys! I'll update you guys when we get there!" Bradley smiles to his fans.

I put my headphones in and lay my head on Bradleys shoulder. I listen to Ed Sheeran as I watch the cars go by. After a good three hours we are there and ready to get into the bus. We all pick some of the best beds and place our suitcases on them.

"It's pretty early so we should go get take out and bring it here." Connor nods.

"Can I just stay here? My head kind of hurts and I just want to lay down and take a nap." I tell them.

"Alright. Don't burn the bus down." Bradley warns.

"What are you guys gonna get?" I ask crawl onto my bed.

"Pizza?" James asks.

"Yes. I want some so wake me up when you get here." I warn. They all nod and leave the bus. I place my head on my many pillows and burrow into the comforter. I close my eyes and let myself drift off. This has been my life. Being the younger sister of my brother. This will be the first ever full tour I'm going on. I must have been out for awhile because I hear the bus door open. I slowly open my eyes and pull myself out of bed. My eyes remain closed because the bright light. I walk and rub my eyes.

"What kind of pizza did you get?" I finally open my eyes and see seven sets staring back at me. "You are not my brother." I say rubbing my eyes.