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Harry Styles

"You know, I'm convinced that I live in the wrong universe." Kennedy said earning a weird look from me. During this past couple of hours she had only been telling me random things but I didn't complain. It was quite funny.

The moment our conversation ended after the race Kennedy dissapeared in the female changing room for about an hour or so. Zayn and Benji decided to go to the after party but I had to wait for her.

After she finally came out of it she looked like a completely different person. She was wearing a white summer dress with many red flowers drawn on it. Her makeup up was done again and it only consisted of whatever she put in her face to cover her 'imperfections' as she had said, black mascara that made her eyes pop up even more and bright red lipstick.

Her hair were brushed neatly and she had made two braids in the front that she connected on the back of her head with a red bow, making it look like a crown or something to that effect.

She was beautiful.

She always was. By now I had no doubt that she was the most gorgeous girl in the whole damn world. But right now she looked even more breathtaking. She actually looked cute and I could only say that she resembled a ray of sunshine in this dark world.

She didn't want to go to the party so instead we decided to drive back home, leave the car on the garage and then go out the grab something quick to eat because we were both starving and neither of us wanted to cook.

We ended up sharing a small pizza in a small Italian restaurant that was only a few blocks away from my house while talking about the most random things in the world.

I wasn't in a good mood earlier after I found out who our next target actually was but somehow this intriguing girl managed to change that and now I found myself walking next to her in the empty streets of Las Vegas feeling happy for no actual reason.

"Now listen." She said, looking serious even though I was pretty sure she was going to say something stupid. "I do not fit into this world! I should live in the world of The Vampire Diaries."

I knew it.

She said something stupid.

"I should be a bloody vampire and marry Damon Salvatore or Klaus Mikaelson. I haven't decided yet. Elijah and Stefan are good too and so is Enzo."

I thought she wanted to marry Alex Turner.

Why can't girls just decide?

"If you think about it makes sense. I could easily survive in the night and sleep in the day. I wouldn't even need a daylight ring."

What the fuck was she talking about?

"Plus everyone wants to get me. Clark, his people..." She stopped and huffed dramatically. "I'm the freaking moonstone."

The what?

"Can we talk about something that I can actually understand? I have no idea what the fuck you're talking about. Or can you at least explain to me all those stuff?" She gave me a dissapointed look but then she nodded. We're going to talk about something else because I can't explain the whole show to you. You have to watch it."

Whatever that show was it seemed important for her to say at least. The times I had heard her talking about it were endless. I only knew what she was talking about because it was a famous show but I had no idea what all of these actually meant. I only knew the basics.

Maybe I should watch the show sometime if I want to spend more time with her.

"I saw you drawing today." She said, making my heart beat stop for a moment.

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