Dreams Come True (1D Fan Fic)

Ivy Kiloro has been through her share in tragedy. After her only relative, Uncle Mike, dies of an overdose, the courts order her to be sent to an orphanage. Then one day, a group of lab technicians come and take a DNA swab from Ivy. Then the unbelieveable happens. This 17 year old, normal, nonspecial girl, was Harry Styles younger sister. Life is good, but what will happen when she gets close to one of Harry's bandmates?


8. Chapter 7

*Ivy's P.O.V.*

"Shh," someone whispers. "You'll wake them." I hear a camera go off, causing me to shoot up. Or, try to at least, seeing as I am held down by something around my waist. I open my eyes, only to see Harry, Louis, Liam, and Niall with their phones out. Where's Zayn? I look down to see him hugging me by my waist, his head nuzzled into my neck. I giggle and try to pry him off, to no avail. "You should probably know," Liam started, "he's impossible to wake up." I smirk. "Impossible. You're sure?" They nod. "Perfect," I whisper, moving away from Zayn. "Who wants to play a prank on him?" Their heads shoot up when they hear that sentence. I run to the kitchen and search through the drawers. "Aha!," I exclaim, pulling out a tube of blue food coloring. I had bought it yesterday in hopes of pranking someone. "If this food coloring gets in someone's hair," I explain, "it won't come out unless you use a special shampoo. I have that shampoo. Zayn does not." They grin. We run into my room and I have them carry him to the bathroom. Once he's in the tub, I begin "dying" his hair. It takes about ten minutes. "He's gonna freak," I whisper. They drag him back to my room, where we place him on the bed. "Climb in, baby sister," Harry tells me. "What?" "This will freak him out even more. He'll wake up around noon and you'll be sleeping beside him. He'll be confused that I didn't rip his throat for sleeping here. He'll go to the kitchen for food, look in the mirror, and BOOM! He screams like a girl." I nod. I climb in and they all leave. Well, all except Harry. "I just wanted to say, if you choose any of the boys to date," he whispers, "Zayn would be my first choice." I grin. He leaves, and I curl up to Zayn. My second day here, and I had "dyed" someone's hair, developed minor feelings, and gotten a blessing from my brother. I soon drift off to sleep.

*Passing of Time*

I am woken by Zayn stirring. "Ugh, so ti-," he cut himself off. "Crap! Time, time, time? NOON! Harry should be awake. Why hasn't he killed me?" I giggle and stretch. "Waa's wrong?," I mumble sleepily. Nothing. No response. I open my eyes to see Zayn's terrified expression. "Nothing's wrong." I burst out laughing at his blue sleep hair. He gives me a look and I just shake my head. "I'm going to get food," he says and I nod, remembering Harry's plan. I hear his feet pad into the kitchen, then reverse. He's caught a glimpse and is double checking. 5, 4, 3, 2, 1. "Ahhhhhhh!" I laugh. I open my eyes and see his angry figure in front of me. "Ivy Azul Poison Styles," he yells. "What have you done to my hair?!" I shrug. He points at my blue hands. Crap. "Uh... I...... Uh.......," I stutter. He rolls his eyes and throws me over his shoulder. "NO! HARRY!! HHHEEELLLPPPPP!! I'M BEING KIDNAPPED!! LIAM? LOUIS? NIALL?," I scream. I hear the front door slam. "TRAITORS!" Zayn just laughs. He sets me down on the counter in the bathroom. "Tell me how to fix my hair," he says. I shake my head. He sighs. "What do you want." "If I help you, you have to play a Call Of Duty: Zombies Tournament with me," I bargain. He gets an evil glint in his eye. "And," he whispers, "the loser is a servant to the winner for all day tomorrow." I laugh. "Okay." I run to my room and get the shampoo from under the bed. I hid it there earlier. I hand it to him. "Take a shower. I'll order the game," I command. I walk to the front door. I open it, walk down the hallway, turn left, and open a storage closet. I have good enough hearing that I know where they went. Once I've entered the closet, I move a bookshelf and find them huddled behind it. I grab Harry and Louis' ears, motioning for Liam and Niall to walk in front. They obey. I walk them all to their rooms. I go back to mine, order the game, and plop down. This is gonna be epic.

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