Angels At Work

Amanda was an 11 year old girl who ran away from her abusive uncle. When she was 9, her parents died. She now lives in the woods and is hardly ever seen because she doesn't trust other people but the 3 things that keep her fighting are a locket her parents gave her with a picture of her family in it, a dog tag her brother gave her the night he disappeared,and the belief that her brother is out there looking for her. One night when she was hiding in the woods singing a song that her brother used to sing to her when she couldn't sleep, she was found by an older boy. She then goes to stay with him and 4 of them end up being the brothers she never had. And the last one ends up being the brother she always longed to see again. And yes! This is a One Direction Fanfic!


12. Not The Hair! (Part 1)

Amanda's POV

"Hey Amanda! Guess what I did to your hair!" I heard Harry say. My eyes fluttered open. "You do NOT mess with a girl's hair!" I yelled. I got up and looked in the mirror and saw that my hair was a few inches shorter. "HARRY!!!" I screamed. "Don't worry! It's just a wig!" Harry laughed, while pulling off the wig. "Do you have good medical insurance?" I asked. "Yeah! Why?" Harry asked. "Cause you're gonna need it when I get you back!" I yelled. "You touch my hair, you die!" Harry threatened. "Try it!" I yelled. "Breakfast is ready!" Liam yelled. I walked out to the kitchen, angrily as Harry followed. "Good morning little sister! What's with the scary face?" Louis said. "Good morning." I said. "Oh Amanda!" Harry yelled. I felt myself snap as I yelled back at him. "AFTER BREAKFAST, YOU ARE SO DEAD!!!" Everybody stared at me with schock. And Liam was the first to snap out of it. "SO...we decided to go out for dinner tonight! Are you ok with that?" Liam asked. "Yeah." I said angrily. Then Louis started to fake whine. "Stop with the scary face!" He started to fake cry. I stared at him angrily. "Stop it Louis." "NO!!! NEVER!!!" "Stop or you're going to be dead, too!" He stopped. "I didn't do anything!" He said, sitting up straight. "Good." I said, still angry at Harry. After breakfast, I chased Harry with hair straighteners. When he took a little nap, I straightened his hair. I was glad that he was whining about his curls after waking up. "AMANDA!!!" He yelled. "What?" I asked innocently. "You and I BOTH know who straightened my curls!" He yelled, pointing at his hair. I giggled. "Really? Who? And do you have any evidence?" I replied. "Well...I, uh, OH COME ON!!!" He yelled angrily. Everybody laughed. "Wow! Haven't seen Harry's curls straightened in a LONG time!" Liam said. "Really? Why?" I asked. "Because he would always have revenge. I remember the time when he hid ALL the mirrors in the house. I was DEVASTATED!!! You better watch out tonight, Amanda!" Zayn warned. I yawned. "So? What's up with all the mirrors gone?" I said, lazily. Zayn gasped and everyone laughed at him. "I was joking Zayn!" I laughed. Breakfast was full of energy!

(A/N: And that was only part one! Haha! It was pretty long, huh? Can't wait to see Part Two of this chapter! ~Hello 1D Kitty)

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