Once upon a time in modern day Mullingar, Ireland; there was an average yet extremely attractive 16 year old girl named Ivy Whitefield. Her father owned a huge plot of land, some of it used for potatoes, the rest of it used to raise horses. One day, in the first week of summer, something changed in her life… for the better.
Ivy sat on the fence of her pasture, the one that sat right on the edge of the dirt road. She was about to get back on her horse, Molly, when a sound of some type of vehicle began coming into earshot. As it came more into view, she realized it was a tour bus. It suddenly came to an abrupt stop, the dust clearing as it simply sat as if it had died. Ivy then got extremely curious, and jumped off the fence to check out who'd decided to park their bus in the middle of the road.
"Oi! You with the bus! You parked in the road!" Ivy shouts to the bus, which was now smoking from the hood. The bus door swing open, and out comes a fairly large looking man that had on a black suit, and a pair of sunglasses. Ivy steps back, a bit surprised. She didn't expect a man about the equivalent of a grizzly bear to step out. "Our bus broke down. We didn't park the bus." He stares down at her with a cold blooded stare etched onto his face.
"Oh… uhh… I'm sorry d- do you need help?" she asks, and the man replies with a short no. Then, out of pretty much nowhere, a male British voice suddenly shouts "WAIT!". A figure practically jumps out of the bus, landing in the dirt and standing up, quickly brushing himself off. "We do need help." He pants, and Ivy's face changes into one of both shock, and surprise. There, standing in front of her, was Louis Tomlinson, of One Direction.