The Start of Something New

"I know that something has changed. Never felt this way."
When Olivia's parents were killed in a crash ten years ago, she left her home in England to live with a foster family. She left all of her friends, including her older and only guy friend Lewis. But when she gets into an incident with Niall from One Direction, both her and her sister Alexa's favorite band, both Olivia and the other boys instantly become close. But as the friendship grows, she discovers something that can change her life.


3. The five british and Irish guys that I worry about performing surgery

Could it be? Niall Horan here in fricking Canfield, Ohio with possibly the other guys, Harry Styles, Liam Payne, Louis Tomlinson, and Zayn Malik? Or wait, was this all just a hoak? Am I being Punk'd? I didn't get to meet Ashton!

"And yes, this is all real." He said like he was reading my mind.  Holy crap. I'm not dreaming. This is all real. "And what's your name?" He asked me.

"Olivia." I answered as he kept driving. We pasted North Briarcliff, the road that I live on, and we just kept having a normal conversation. I didn't mean to pull up this question for him, but I had to, "Is Louis okay?"

Niall instantly replied, "He's not fine. Ever since he and El broke up, he's been pretty mopey.  Not wanting to go outside, staying in his room all day. So the boys and I had to get him back on his feet. We stopped here because we heard there's a fair here, and we all love fairs. We also thought it would be good to get Louis' spirits back to his normal, goofy self."

Finally, the car pulled into a large house on Eastwood Ave. Niall got out first and went over to open my door to help me out due to my leg with a rock. What a gentleman. We went up to the garage, he opened the door and helped me get into the house.  It was a neat house. Not too big, not too small, perfect for five guys.

"Hello? Niall, lad, is that you? Did you bring Louis' present?" Someone shouted from upstairs.

"Yeah Liam, it's me. It's in my car but we've got ourselves an emergency."

A few moments later, I heard footsteps come downstairs and into the living room. In came Harry, Liam, and Zayn with a small first aid kit. They looked at me and then at my rock-jammed leg.

"Yeah, I don't think a little first aid kit can get a rock out." Harry commented.

"No, duh." I said to him.

"No need to sass, missy. We're just trying to help out." Zayn said.

"Sorry. I just really want this rock out." I yelled.

"Well, we need the bigger first aid kit, but I have no idea where it is." Liam told the boys.

"Last time I saw it, it was at the last concert. But where is it? We always take it everywhere." Niall exclaimed.

"Hello? Girl with a rock in her leg here." I interupted.

"Sorry, love, we're just trying to figure something out here." Liam told me.

"I have it." A mopey voice said out of nowhere. I already knew who it was. There stood Louis with a large green bin in his hand and a spoon in another. He must have been eating ice cream.

"Hey, Lou, you finally came out not for food." Harry cheered.

"Yeah, yeah, I'm out. Whoopy doo. You all think I've gotten over Eleanor? No, I haven't. I just came to give this to you guys. What's going on?"

Niall began to tell him about how I tripped over the wheel that carried his present for him while running and how I now have a rock wedged into my knee right now and they need to get it out.

"Ouch, dude, why? But let me see if I can get it out." Louis said.

They both walked over to me and they looked at me and then my disgusting knee. "Umm... hi." I said.

Suddenly, Louis quickly turned away. "EWW! EWW! ROCK! IN A KNEE! GROSS! BLOOD! SWELLING! GONNA PUKE!"

"Dude, man up." Zayn told him, "It's just a rock. Nothing to worry about."

"Here, if it helps make it any better, we'll help." Harry volunteered.

"Really?" Louis asked.

"Yes, anything for our band mate and this lovely girl." Liam answered.

"Thanks boys." He said, then he turned to me, "What's your name?" He asked.

"I'm Olivia." I answered.

"That's cool. I had a friend named Olivia when I was 11. Alright, now let's get to work."

Now it's the time for me to worry and to hope my insurance will cover this if anything goes wrong. Which I know will. I turned on the tv and the operation commenced.


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