"Surprisingly though this time it wasn't Ivy's fault. Well, I guess it sort of was, she is the one that wanted to steal the diamonds." I said, trying my best to ignore the five boys looking at us.
"Hey! I didn't know they were doing a museum check up that night. If I did I would have made Samuel get it for us." Ivy said, looking quite angry.
"Samuel?" Niall asked looking at us.
"Oh yeah," Ivy's voice drawled out, "dude's a genius, hot, and an escape artist."
"Hot?" Harry's eyebrow did a weird sort of dance when he asked that.
"Yeah, he's smoking hot. In fact, I think that I might just be able to cook pancakes on his abs. Melanie what do you think? Can we cook pancakes on his abs? We totally have to try that someday. In fact let me go ask him now. I'm in the mood for abcakes."
Melanie and Ivy are running away. From what? Well, to put it simply, the government.
All they wanted was a simple and normal life. Well, that's what Melanie wanted, Ivy's a whole other story. She's crazy. No, I'm not exaggerating.
You still think I am? Well then tell me if this is not crazy for you: the first time she met One Direction she tried to run them over with her car.
Well technically it was Melanie's car, but who cares about that?