london victoria station

What Are Brothers For? |Jack and Conor Maynard|

Summary -  Hey can you do one in which Jack and Conor’s parents go on holiday and Anna comes to stay with her brothers

Word Count - 1,595

Warnings - N/A

“Why are we here again?” Jack asked, as Conor rolled his eyes.

“I told you, I don’t know how many times. Mum and Dad have gone away for their anniversary and they wanted Anna to come and stay with us for a few days.”

Jack sighed and rolled his eyes. He loved his baby sister, but she was annoying. Are there any siblings that aren’t annoying though?

Whereas Conor was a bit more protective of his little sister, ever since she was born, Conor was always the one that Anna went to if she had any problems.

Both Conor and Jack are perceived as jokers, always messing around and laughing but Conor could be serious when he needed to, or when Anna needed him to.

“How long is a few days?” Jack mumbled, sitting on one of the benches in London Victoria station.

“More than a day, less than a week.” Conor rolled his eyes, sitting next to his brother as he looked up at the arrival board. “Her train should be in, in about 10 minutes.”

Conor didn’t know why he was telling Jack, because he knew Jack wasn’t interested whether his little sister got here or not.

“It’s only for a few days Jack, and it’ll be nice to see Anna again. We never get to see her anymore because we hardly go back to Brighton. And when you go back to Brighton, you only go to se that bloody cat.” Conor chuckled, gently nudging his brother in the ribs with his elbow.

Jack rolled his eyes and shook his head. “I know we never see her but she’s actually never been to London, she’s never stayed with us. She’s never met any of the boys.”

“Well, don’t you think that because Anna has never been here, or stayed with us, that gives us a reason to make her visit a little bit more special?” Conor suggested.

Jack shrugged his shoulders.

“And about the boys, they’re not coming around that much while Anna is here.” Conor told his little brother as he sighed.

“But I said-” Jack argued before Conor cut him off.

“No, not as much as they usually do because it’s the time for us to spend time with Anna. The boys only live 10 minutes away from us, we see them all the time.”

Jack went to open his mouth to argue with his brother, but decided against it and closed his mouth once again.

“Good, and don’t give Anna any grief because the boys wont be over as much. It’s my idea, not because she’s said anything to me about them coming over.” Conor told Jack, frowning at him slightly.

Jack simply nodded, and went back to his phone.

London Victoria station was packed, as always. It was a Monday evening, what else did you expect? People were coming home from work or school or just generally running around London.

Glancing up at the arrival board again, Conor was counting down the minutes until his baby sister arrived.

“Should we take Anna out somewhere?” Conor asked, looking at Jack again.

“Like to a theme park?” Jack mumbled, not really listening to Conor

“No you dick, I meant like a meal, or do something that she actually wants to do, rather than her sitting around and watching us play video games.” Conor suggested, a smile forming on his face. He thought Anna would like that, doing something that she would actually want to do rather than watching her two older brothers screaming at a TV when their characters got shot or ran over.

Jack shrugged again, going back to scrolling through twitter as he started to reply to a few fans about his recent uploaded video.

Conor grinned and quickly stood up when he saw Anna’s train pulling into the station, the same platform as always.

He quickly shoved his phone into his pocket and walked onto the platform, leaving Jack to himself on the bench.

A wide smile formed on Conor’s face as he saw his baby sister getting off the train, phone and bag in her right hand, her suitcase in her left hand.

“Hey Anna.” Conor grinned, hugging his little sister and lifting her off the floor.

Anna laughed and wrapped her arms around Conor’s neck. “Put me down before you drop me!”

Conor chuckled and carefully placed her back on the floor, taking Anna’s suitcase off her as they both walked off the platform.

“Where’s Jack then? I’m surprised he’s actually letting me stay with you guys while mum and dad are away.” Anna smiled slightly.

Conor knew that Jack and Anna didn’t exactly get along. They loved each other, but they just preferred to spend time with other people than each other.

Whereas, Conor being the eldest, was constantly left in the middle. Anna idolised her big brother, as did Jack. That didn’t make a difference to Jack and Anna’s relationship though.

“He’s sat on that bench.” Conor told her, nodding over to the bench that Jack was still perched on, still in the same position, still with his phone in his hand.

Jack stood up as Conor and Anna walked over, smiling a bit as he gave his little sister an awkward one armed hug.

Conor smiled slightly. At least they weren’t arguing, for a change.

“So Jack thought that we should do something you like tomorrow, just spend tonight watching movies or something.” Conor suggested, giving credit for his idea to Jack, as his little brother looked at him, a confused expression on his face.

Jack smiled slightly, knowing Conor was trying to get Jack and Anna to actually act like brother and sister, and he was really hoping that it would work.

“Sounds good.” Anna nodded, smiling as Jack took her bag for her.

Once back in their flat, Anna sat on the sofa as Jack and Conor took her things into the spare room, before going back into the living room.

“What did you fancy watching then, Anna? Nothing too girly though.” Jack chuckled, shrugging his jacket off his shoulders and placing it on the arm of the sofa.

Conor smiled to himself as he sat next to his brother, happy that he was actually making an effort with their baby sister.

“Anything you guys want to watch.” Anna smiled, looking up from her phone.

Jack nodded, grabbing the remote off the table and starting searching through Netflix.

“This looks good.” Jack grinned, a horror film popping up on the screen.

“What is it about?” Anna asked, looking up at the screen.

“A clown.” Conor told her, as he had seen it before. “It’s called It.”

Anna shrugged, happy to watch it if her brothers wanted to.

They all watched the film, barely speaking as they were so interested in it; the only time they spoke was when they decided what pizza they wanted to order.

After eating, Jack and Conor said goodnight to Anna as she said she was tired, she decided to go to bed.

Jack smiled as Anna hugged them both before going to the spare room.

“You’re both getting on better.” Conor commented once he was sure that Anna was out of ear shot of the conversation.

Jack shrugged and smiled. “I’m happy she’s here, I was just being a dickhead before.”

Conor chuckled and nodded. “Yeah, I know you were.”

Jack rolled his eyes and nudged his brother in the ribs.

“Wanna watch another film?” Jack asked, putting another horror film on as Conor nodded. “You seen this one?”

Conor nodded and chuckled. “Yeah, but I won’t spoil it for you.”

After half an hour, Jack was relaxed against the sofa, his eyes starting to close before they both heard a high pitched scream.

“What the fuck was that?” Conor asked, standing up quickly.

“Was it the film?” Jack wondered, looking at the TV screen.

Conor shook his head. “I think it was Anna.”

Jack looked at the door that lead into the hallway before running upstairs with Conor, both of them bursting into the spare room, to see Anna sat on the bed with her knees pulled to her chest.

“Anna?” Jack frowned slightly, sitting on the bed next to her.

“I’m really sorry; I didn’t mean to wake you.” Anna sighed, wiping her eyes with the back of her hand.

Conor sighed as he sat next to his baby sister, rubbing her back with the palm of his hand. Anna had told Conor that she had been having nightmares lately, but she didn’t understand why.

“It’s alright.” Jack shrugged, his brotherly instinct finally showing as he hugged Anna to his side.

Conor smiled a bit as he watched them both, still worried about Anna.

“Why don’t we all sleep downstairs tonight on the sofas?” Conor suggested, knowing that Anna probably didn’t want to be left on her own now.

Both Jack and Anna nodded, all three of them standing up from the bed as Anna reached for her phone and one of the pillows and all three of them went back downstairs to the living room, as they all curled up on the sofa together.

“Guys?” Anna said, breaking the tension of the music from the horror film that was still playing on TV.

Both Jack and Conor looked down at their baby sister.

“Thanks for letting me stay, and looking after me.” She smiled, leaning her head against Conor’s shoulder.

“What are brothers for?” Jack grinned at Conor; wrapping his arm around his little sisters shoulders as they all sat watching the movie.

Alexandra Gallagher "Was born in 1980 in Bury Lancashire. Selling internationally, mainly producing portraits, photography, digital and design work.Recently won second place in the Saatchi Surrealism Showdown with her piece ‘Owl’ which exhibited for a year at the Saatchi Gallery in London 
Alexandra Gallagher’s work celebrates the surreal and bizarre. Between the realms of memory, dreams and experience, her work looks beyond our subjective limits and often tells a story of inner imagination and thought. With elements of humour her work can almost be seen as self-portraiture.

“I take influence from everything around me - like every artist. Fashion, design, other artists, music, culture, society etc. Everything I see, hear and talk about. It all influences what I do. From a short abstract conversations with a strangers, to memories I have as an individual… we all have a story to tell, something interesting that is unique to all of us, as an individual. I love people watching. Looking at people and seeing how I could translate that into a piece of art - from my own perspective.” 

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Joe Sugg imagine || Skip the question. ||

Anonymous said:

hi darling!! could you write one where Joe and the reader are talking about past relationships (they’re a couple btw) and Joe ends up finding out that the reader is a virgin?? thank you! ☺️💕

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Anonymous said:

your imagines are amazing ahhh I literally have you on notifications 😍👌I was wondering if you could write an imagine where Joe finds out y/n is a virgin, and she gets really embarrassed about it. thank you!! 💕

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Sitting in your living room with your boyfriend of a little over a month you had gotten back from seeing a movie and ended up sitting and talking about life and things like that together.

You had both found yourself on the subject of relationships gone by and it had made you feel very nervous.

“I don’t think I have any crazy ex stories.” Joe said in thought about it, he had taken a drink from his glass of water, putting it back down on the table. “What about you?” He wondered and you shook your head slowly, your heart beat getting faster. “No … Nothing crazy or exciting about my past relationships.” You admitted.

“Not even an ex who tried to kidnap you or something, ‘cause you are so beautiful?” Joe asked and your cheeks turned a deep shade of crimson, “Ah … No, none of that.” You assured, you couldn’t even imagine something like that happening to you.

A short silence had taken over you both, Joe ran his finger under his lower lip in thought, waiting for you to come up with a question as it was your turn. “What about … Hmm.” You tried thinking of a question. The longer it took you the more nervous it made you feel, you weren’t sure why.

“How old you were when … You had your first kiss? Like – proper.” You wondered, “thirteen.” Joe didn’t hesitate to answer that one, “after a school dance, a girl in the group of friends I had gone with kissed me.” He was in thought about it and before long, he shook his head, “it was awful.” He laughed, his fingers running through his hair. “You? He asked.

“Pretty much the same story.” You nodded and Joe raised his eyebrow at you, “A girl you went to a school dance with kissed you?” He asked looking amused.

“No, I meant … The same situation but with a guy.” You rolled your eyes a little. “What was his name?” Joe asked casually, feeling like something wasn’t entirely right with your answer. “Uhm, I don’t know – I can’t remember it was ages ago… Mark I think.” You shrugged it off.  “You don’t remember the name of your first kiss?” He asked casually.

“It was a long time ago – why?” You asked, not seeing the big deal about it.

“Because… I remember the name of my first kiss, what day of the week it was and what I was wearing.” Joe admitted, he was pretty sure everyone did, it wasn’t something you forgot.

Even if it sucked, it was still something special. “Oh, well – that’s nice.” You said casually, trying to avoid the subject now, feeling awkward, Joe not believing you, cleared his throat, going to ask his question now. “When did you lose your virginity?” He watched you, watching you tense up a little bit, your cheeks going a little pink.

“Skip the question.” You whispered, nervously and you avoided his stare at you.

“Why? Nothing to be embarrassed about…” Joe said, “I just don’t wanna talk about it, really.” You said, feeling a bit helpless.

Finally catching on, Joe said; “or … Maybe you don’t want to answer the question, because – you’ve never had sex?” Joe raised his eyebrow at you.

You looked up quickly, staring at him as he stared back at you. “Have so.” You said in defence. “I’m not saying it to embarrass you, I’m just saying – if you haven’t it’s not a big deal.” He shrugged now.

“It’s embarrassing anyway.” You muttered, looking out the large bay window behind your couch. “It shouldn’t be, just a yes I have or no I haven’t question, not the end of the world.” He didn’t want to make you feel weird, but it wasn’t a big deal – to him it wasn’t anyway.

“No, I’ve never had sex, okay? I’m a virgin.” You muttered, answering his question the most embarrassed you had ever been in your entire life, “and my first kiss? It was the twenty-fifth of September … A Friday … I was wearing jeans and a black sweater,” you whispered. “… You were wearing a denim jacket… You kissed me at London Victoria station because my bus had arrived early and it was the last one.” You said, now you were extremely embarrassed.

“I was your first kiss?” Joe asked in surprise, not having expected to hear that from you. “Yes.” You said lowly, still avoiding him. “(Y/N).” He said softly seeing he had embarrassed you, which wasn’t his intentions at all.

He got up from his end of the couch and slide down to sit off centre beside you, putting his hand on your knee, “I didn’t mean to upset you.” He said, watching your face.

You turned to look at him carefully. “You didn’t upset me.” You whispered. “It’s just embarrassing, okay?” You suggested,

“it’s embarrassing that I was your first kiss? I’m sure that girl at the dance thinks the same thing right now, too.” He said trying to make you smile or laugh, but you didn’t.

“No, not you … Just that, my first kiss wasn’t that long ago… I have no experience with anything, it makes me uncomfortable talking about it…” You played with your fingers.

“It’s nothing to be ashamed about, (Y/N).” He said softly. “No, I know – but it doesn’t mean I don’t feel stupid about it… Everyone else I know has lost it.” You shook your head. “Can we not talk about this anymore?” You asked.

“Listen.” Joe said, putting his arm around you and pulling you against him even though you fought him a little bit. “Don’t be embarrassed about it, I’m not gonna lie to you… I didn’t lose it myself until I was twenty, that wasn’t that long ago either… And it wasn’t to a flight attendant on a plane either.” He muttered recalling that video he made with Joe Weller and Callum.

“What?” You asked in confusion at him. “Nothing. Anyway – the point is … When you find the right somebody in your life, you’ll know it, don’t go giving up something that is special to someone who doesn’t deserve it.” He smiled at you. “I wish I would have waited, I think a lot of us do.” He nodded. “Do you feel better?” He wondered watching you.

“A little … But can we please change the subject now? Like … Anything.” You didn’t want to talk about it anymore, but you were happy knowing Joe wasn’t weirded out by your lack of sexual experience and was so sweet about it.

“Like … What do you wanna talk about?” He agreed to let the subject go. “Anything.” You shrugged, cuddling into him a little bit. “How about my pet snail?” He asked…