One day, like many other days, the god of music, Psymon, was creating some new tunes and had an idea. He gathered the emotions from his favorite new songs and began to create a band he liked to call One Direction.
He started with Louis. He pulled out some crazy intervals and used them to make his personality, mature enough to hold a serious conversation but child-like and constantly cracking jokes. He gave him beautiful turquoise eyes and golden brown hair, along with a love of stripes and carrots.
Next he made Zayn. He pulled the quiet, mysterious movie soundtracks and created Zayn’s dark complexion and personality. Zayn was very artistic and understanding. His brown eyes tended to draw people in but many underestimated his talents because of his tendency to keep to himself.
Psymon’s third creation was a boy named Liam. Psymon knew that between the boys he was creating someone had to be able to settle them all down, so he took the mature sounds from some of his many older songs and instilled it in Liam. Liam’s maturity allowed him to understand and empathize with the other boys’ emotions as well as his own and his softer, puppy-like complexion made him easier to talk to.
When Psymon was finished creating Liam, he moved on to Niall. After working for quite some time on Liam, Psymon decided he wanted to create someone who seemed to be the opposite. He took the lightness from some dance songs and added them to Niall’s hair, eyes and laughter. He pulled the innocence from a child’s song and instilled the beauty into him.
Finally, Psymon created Harry. He grabbed at the cheeky, pervertedness from teenager’s ballads and intricate runs from classical music and crafted Harry’s curly hair and cheeky personality. He took out some of the seriousness from some of his darker older music and placed them into Harry’s emerald green eyes, giving him a protectiveness of his new brothers.
When Psymon was finished with his creation, he was glad. He watched as the boys interacted with each other for the first time. All were shy except Louis and Harry, the two instantly becoming best friends and working together to pull the other three out of their shells. Soon, all five of the boys were running around and pulling pranks on each other. Psymon was amused with their games but knew if he didn’t get their attention soon he probably wouldn’t be able to get them to settle down for a long time.
“Boys!” he yelled. “I am happy that you have become such good friends. Can I show you guys something?” Soon he had the boys all singing their hearts out, having the time of their lives. Singing with each other became the boys’ favorite thing to do and they sung together happily ever after.
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