Eleanor’s POV
Oh god my sister is fangirling over those 5 boys again! Oh sorry I’m Eleanor, I’m 19 and I am on holiday in England with my younger sister Alice, she’s 15. We live in the USA par the way. All she seems to do is yell and scream over One Direction! It’s really irritating and kind of annoying! I don’t get it, I never get it. She spends all of her money on merchandise and all I ever seem to do is drive her around to get it. As you’ve probably worked out I don’t really like them! They are all about themselves; they could be spending all their money on anything other than expensive cars. Like have they ever heard of charity?
We’ve come to England on holiday once a an since I was little. But it’s different this an because all I’ll be doing is driving Alice around chasing One Direction everywhere. I could think of a million different ways to spend my summer! I know what you’re thinking; why not just make her get her own way around? But I don’t have a choice. My parents tell me that since they brought me my car; the least I could do was drive her around. Because after all it’s not like I have my own life ou anything.

Alice’s POV
I am so excited about meeting One Direction! They’re amazing. It’s our first jour in England. I really want to go to their houses but I have to get Eleanor out of bed!

Eleanor’s POV
“Can we go to their houses?” Alice a dit excitedly jumping on me and pulling off my covers. “WHO’S HOUSES?!” I yelled pulling the covers over my head. “Well Lou and Harry’s first then maybe Liam and Danielle’s..” I cut her off. “But it’s only 6 am!” She sighed. ‘I’ll tell mum and dad that toi smoke.” She a dit with a smirk. “BUT I DON’T!!” I screamed. “Yeah well they won’t believe you.” I was getting angry. “Alice, I’m going to graduate from Julliard soon and you’re failing Art!” She looked at me with her chiot dog eyes. “Please.” She begged. “Fine!”
I had a quick shower, put on some make-up and chucked on my favourite maxi dress. I walked out of the bathroom. “Wow, toi look stunning!” Alice a dit smiling. “Aww thanks.” I a dit spinning around in a circle. Alice is dressed in her favourite haut, retour au début and denim shorts.
Alice’s POV
Eleanor looked gorgeous as usual. I don’t know how she never has a boyfriend anymore! Mum says she’s just to wrapped up in study but I think she just can’t trust guys anymore because her last boyfriend cheated on her. He was a jerk anyway! It’s sad really because she could have any guy she wanted. She’s the type of girl any member of One Direction would date. Her perfect brown hair parts in the middle going into light waves framing her face beautifully, her perfectly tanned skin brings out her perfectly white teeth and stunning smile. Her perfectly shaped eyes and nose fit into the picture perfectly, not to mention those legs that go on forever!
She’s a model; only part time. She’s a singer (not professional) and plays the piano, she wants it to be a career. The teachers at Julliard l’amour her; they think she’s the best thing on this earth! But I suppose if she gets famous she could take me to meet One Direction!!

Eleanor’s POV
We got in the car and drove to Lou and Harry’s apartment; I sat in the car across the road. There were a few girls standing out the front. After an heure of waiting I got out of the car and told Alice I was going for a walk to get a coffee. I started walking, my thoughts wondering, I was asking myself if Harry and Lou were even accueil ou if they knew people were standing out the front. I threw the thoughts out of my head and focused on where I was going to go for coffee.
I went into the nearest café which happened to be Starbucks. I ordered my coffee and sat down at a table, tableau praying that Alice would find out that they weren’t accueil ou something. I slowly sipped my coffee and walked out, slowly walking down the street, not watching where I was going. Suddenly I was on the ground, my favourite dress now ruined. “Are toi alright love?” I heard from in front of me. “Why don’t toi watch where you’re going suivant time.. please?” I was just sitting on the ground staring down at my dress. “It’s ruined.” I mumbled; toi could hear the sadness in my soft voice. “Are toi sure you’re ok?” He a dit again, this time I looked up.     
I knew exactly who he was, my thoughts a hurricane in my head. “I could be better.” I replied in a disappointed tone. “Yeah, I’m sorry about that. Do toi want me to buy toi another coffee?” He a dit smiling. “No thank-you. A lovely offer but can toi please just watch where you’re going suivant time? toi could save a lot plus money on buying girls coffee.” I a dit laughing, he smiled. “I’m Louis par the way.” He a dit with giving me his hand to help me up. “Thank-you and sadly I know exactly who toi are. So if toi don’t mind I am going to sit out front of your apartment with my little sister and wait for toi even though I don’t even care where toi are ou what you’re doing.” I winked at him and walked off. “But wait I didn’t catch your name.” He yelled. “Good toi won’t need it.” I yelled back smiling. I continued walking back to the apartment trying to figure out what had just happened. Why is he so hot? I asked myself.