One Direction To My Heart (One Direction)

Chapter 7

"Why did we agree to this again?" Liam asks with his head in the kitchen sink.

We've done all the guys hair and now I'm washing it out of Liam's hair. Megan is watching them in the living room making sure they don't take off the towels on their heads. They will take them off at the same time.

"Because you guys wanted to go to Disney." I explain massaging conditioner in his hair. "You could have picked a theme park that wouldn't have millions of One Direction fans."

"Where's the fun in that?" He laughs smiling up at me.

"We're going to have to be very careful." I spray his hair. "Hopefully, no one will recognize your accents."

"We'll be on our best behavior." He grins. "Tori?" His voice changes into a serious tone.

I glance down at him. "What?" Liam looks so serious. I've never seen him like this. Well, in the past two days.

"Are you sure you're okay?" Liam face softens.

My mouth opens, but I quickly close it. Am I okay? I look everywhere except at him. "Wrap this around your head." I instruct handing him a black towel.

Liam frowns before doing what I said. He stands up and pulls me into a tight hug. What is he doing?

"Liam, wh-?"

"Shh." He hushes me. I wrap my arms around his waist and hug him back. What is up with this band and giving such great hugs?

A low whistle interrupts me thoughts. "What's going on here and why wasn't I invited?" Louis leans against the fridge smirking at us.

"Nothing's going on." I step out of Liam's arms. "Ready to see your hair?" I giggle.

"Let's go, Little Red!" Louis links his arms through mine. Did he just call me Little Red? Better than some names I've been called.

We skip to the living room to see the guys watching ICarly. Really? I would have never expected them to watch this. Zayn looks the most into it. He is leaning forward on his knees watching the TV intently. I exchange a look with Louis and lean over the couch next to Niall and Harry. Louis gets right next to Zayn without being noticed.

Louis holds up three fingers and starts counting down. On one, we look at the boys.

"Whatcha watching, boys?" Louis and I say at the same time.

Zayn jumps off the couch and lands on the floor. Harry jumps straight up in the air throwing Oreo cookies everywhere. Niall sits up from his position on the couch.

Harry reaches for the remote and immediately changes the channel. "Wrestling." He looks at us pointing over his shoulder.

I look over his shoulder to see the TV. "That's a basketball game." I hold back my laughter. "Someone fancy Miranda Cosgrove?" I smirk at Zayn. He turns a bright red. Awh!

"Let's see your hair color!" Megan strolls in. Liam enters the room behind her and stands in front of the huge mirror we have on the wall.

"Finally!" Harry stands next to Liam. The guys stand in front of the mirror waiting for me to say okay.

I grab my phone from my back pocket and turn the camera on without being noticed. I definitely have to take a picture of their reactions.

"Ready?" They all nod their nods. "Go!"

They rip off their towels and gawk at their hair. Oh my! I take a quick picture. Megan bursts out laughing immediately. The guys should definitely not be recognized.

Zayn's once dark hair is now a light blonde. Harry looks extremely different with strawberry blonde hair. It makes him look paler. Niall actually doesn't look that bad with dark brown hair. I feel so bad for Liam. I thought the purple dye would be a dark eggplant color, but it's more of a Barney purple.

"I hate you, Louis." Liam scowls at Louis in the mirror.

"My hair!" Zayn and Harry exclaim simultaneously.

I bite my lip trying to contain my laughter. "You guys look good." Zayn glares at me. "So, what time do what to leave in the morning?"

"We'll need to leave early to get our tickets." Megan speaks up.

"How are we going to get tickets?" Niall steps away from the mirror. "We can't use our real names."

"I'm not sure." I sit on the couch. "We could sneak in." I joke. Louis grins mischievously. "No. Louis, it was joke. It's not possible."

"Sure it is." He plops down next to me.

"No! I'm not sneaking into Disney!" I shake my head.

"What about Simon?" Harry looks at the guys. "He could do it for us." Are they talking about Simon Cowell?

"Call him up." Liam says. Harry grabs his phone and walks out of the room.

Zayn sits back down on the couch. "This better work. I didn't dye my hair for nothing."