Hurray For Holidays (One Direction FanFiction)

Chapter Eight

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(Ellie's P.O.V)

Having planned out what we were going to do to the boys, all we had left to do now was set it all into motion. We had planned maliciously, making each individual prank to target each boys weakness.

Yes; were evil.

Abby and I had agreed that pranks were to best way to get our own back on the boys, as they aren't hurtful - as much as we want revenge, we didn't want anyone actually upset over it - and, basically me and Abby are the best pranksters known to man.

Many parts of the plan are going to be tricky, but once we convinced the janitor we meant no lasting harm, he agreed to help. Yay janitors.

And anyway, it wasn't physical harm they would be feeling, physiological pain maybe...

Every part of the prank had to run smoothly and efficiently, if a single thing went wrong, even one of the smaller parts, the whole prank would be ruined.

The two of us had spent hours in the scorching sun laid on the warm sand pouring of every tiniest detail, anticipating the boys reactions to make the prank perfect.

So, boys, let the games begin.

~.~

(Authors P.O.V)

Stepping into the cool water of the shower Harry sighed in contempt. With the dense, muggy, humid weather here in Greece, there's nothing like a relaxing shower.

Letting the lukewarm droplets fall onto his hair, he groped around outside the shower to find his shampoo. Getting hold of it, he peaked at the bottle to make sure it was the right one.

Confirming it was, he directed the shower head onto his body so it wouldn't immediately wash the shampoo off, then he lifted the bottle above his head and squirted it on his hair.

Rubbing it in thoroughly, he closed his eyes so he didn't get any shampoo in them. 'Cause that hurts like hell.

After it was all rubbed in, eyes still closed, he reached for his shower gel and when he got a hold on it, he felt the bottle to make sure it was the right one.

Feeling the top, he knew it was and flicked the lid and sprayed it into his hands and began rubbing it into his body.

Having done everything he needed to do, he turned the shower off after rising his hair and body of gels.

Drying himself off with a towel, he vigorously dried his hair so it was just a little damp. Then he heard a faint scream.

Looking up in shock, Harry caught sight of himself in the mirror.

Gasping in horror he gaped at his hair that was undeniably super straight, not a lone curl in sight.

Looking further down his body he let a ear splitting shriek.

All the hair on his body; legs, underarms, chest - everywhere! - were a shining neon green. 

~.~

As Zayn was fixing his already perfect quiff, he got some gloop from his hair gel jar and mixed it onto his hair, aiming at making it stand superbly without a single hair out of place.

But something was wrong, the mixture was too thick, it wouldn't do what he wanted it to do, and seemingly - was he right? - sticking to his fingers.

It soon became apparent that there was something up with the  gel, as it was now sticking in disguising blobs in his hair, latching onto parts of his quiff.