My Brothers in a boy band?

what happens when 17 year old Sophie Horan finds out she was adopted and is now going off to live with her brother who she has never met?

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14. Rooty Tooty Fresh N' Fruity

Sophie’s POV

 

Once we got settled at our table Oliver had been making me read his menu while he colors his menu with his complementary crayons. I want crayons.

“New York cheesecake pancake, Original pancake, Rooty Tooty Fresh N’ Fruity pancake, Jelly donut pancakes, Any of these pop out to you?” I asked.

“Oh I already decided what I wanted like ten minutes ago while coloring the dragon.” Oliver stated. Moving on to his new coloring sheet.

“Are you saying that you had me sitting here for the past ten minutes reading off these ridicules names and you already knew what you wanted” I deadpanned while giving him a slight glare. He stared at me for a minute before replying.

“Yes” He quickly said as he gave me a cheeky smile, before giggling uncontrollably. The waiter walked over and Oliver quickly sobered up ready to give his order.

“Hello welcome to IHOP my name is Jonathan and I’ll be your waiter today. So what can I get for you guys” He said in a very cherry voice.

“ I’ll have the Berries and Cream Bell-gee-an waffle” Oliver said. I looked up from my menu at his pronunciation of Belgian and raised an eyebrow. 

“I'll have the New York Cheesecake pancakes please” I said as I handed my menu to the waiter.

“Okay those will be right out.” Jonathan promised  as he started walking away to the kitchen. I turned towards Oliver.

“So how about good old fashion game of 20 questions?” I asked Oliver. Oliver just nodded his head. Okayy what do you ask a five year old.

“What’s your favorite color?” I asked He looked at me with his eyes slightly squinted.

“ That’s a lame question, buuut orange definitely orange.” He stated confidently, “ What’s your favorite myth?”

“I never really thought about it but I guess I am going to have to go with the sirens.” I supposed.

“What did they do? The sirens?” Oliver asked curiously.

“The sirens were mermaids that would sing beautiful songs that would make sailors, pirates and Vikings fall in love with them. The men would try to get closer to the sirens because they thought their singing was lovely. The sirens would lead the sailors to rocky shores and dangerous seas tricking them and making them basically lead themselves to their own death.” I told Oliver flashing back to when my mom told me all about Greek mythology.

“Did any of the sailors ever survive?” Oliver asked excited to know more.

“Well there is this one story about the Odys-“I was cut off by Jonathan setting down our plates.

“Enjoy your meal” He said happily.

 

Oliver and I both dug into our food quickly forgetting about the sirens. We ate as if we had not eaten in years which could be true for Oliver. Once we were done Tom came and picked us up. We arrived back at the tour bus about twenty minutes before the boys were due back. I sat down on the couch pulling Oliver into my lap as I turned on some Looney Toons. After about ten minutes past the door slammed open revealing the boys. I quickly shot out of my seat hiding Oliver behind me so that they couldn’t see him.

“Hey guys, you’re back early.” I said my voice a pitch higher than normal. Niall raised an eyebrow at me.

“The interview got cut short. You okay?” Niall asked slowly as if I was a small child who couldn’t comprehend English.

“I’m fine” I said internally cringing that my voice hadn’t gone back to normal. Oh god I suck at lying. Harry seemed to be looking at something behind me.

“What’s behind you?” Harry asked peeking his head to look behind me. I backed up almost pressing Oliver into the side of the bus.

“Nothing” I said shortly. The boys all seemed to give each other a look.

“Well, we came to tell you something very exciting.” Louis changed the subject.

“You have an interview with us” Zayn said

“On Ellen” Liam finished. I stared at the boys shocked. Well Shit.

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