*Vicki's Point Of View:
"Damn it!" I screamed as soon as my car broke down.
I had just picked up Carmen from her house, with Lex in the car, and we had just gotten onto the highway, on our way back to my house for a girl's night, when my car decided to stop.
So we had to push the car to the side of the road. Well, they did, since I was just barely the lightest of the three of us, I got the pleasure of steering the car.
We tried calling for help, but I was the only one with a cell phone, and I didn't have any reception, sadly. We would've walked but we were too far from any of our houses.
We were standing there for a couple hours, all those people in cars passing us by and not one offered to help. Jack asses.
But then suddenly, an orange van stopped right before us, as we had the hood popped up, and were trying to fix the unknown problem. When we saw the van, we looked up, relieved to see someone had decided to help, but also scared that it could be some psycho person, because I mean, we're not really that ugly.
We were sure wrong. Then a brown-haired, curly headed boy with green eyes got out of the van, followed by a boy in stripes, suspenders, and Toms; a blonde one with braces; another brunette with a birthmark on his neck, and a mexican-looking, but not mexican, one. Oh my gosh, it was One Direction!
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Only Time Will Tell
FanfictionOne Direction Fan Fiction This story sucks, okay? okay. first fan fic ever.. so, yeahhh.. *Author's Note: No hate to the boys' girlfriends; I actually like Eleanor, Danielle, and Perrie. This is just a fan fiction..