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"Shut up. I'm trying to feel better so I can get my shopping groove on." Kiley interrupted my story from the passenger seat and turned to the window.

"Groove?" I question, smiling. My cousin is definitely her own person.

"It's a thing, now be quiet while I sleep." She whines. My goodness, what are the chances that she has some cold on our annual shopping day!

I glance away from the road to see her already asleep. Rolling my eyes I turned on my iPod and sang along. Geez, the Seattle traffic is worse than normal, crazy!

"Hmmmhm" I look over at Kiley to see her moving around, trying to get comfortable in her sleep. Her hair miraculously still holding in her perfect sock bun. It isn't obvious that we're cousins. We  don't look alike, and don't act alike. She has curly, dirty blond hair, hazel eyes , is really short and is on the muscular side because she loves sports. And on the other hand I have wavy blonde hair, blue eyes, am a little above average height and I'm naturally skinny.

"Turn it up." She whispers half asleep.

"Okay, Bossy." I reply smiling turning up the music a little. It's one of the things we actually have in common, we are both directioners.

I exited the highway as I softly sang little things. I pull into the Seattle mall parking lot, and circle around to find a spot- CRASH!

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I look around, some one ran into us. Okay, someone ran into us. I can handle this. I look down at myself, to check for blood. Nope! My sheer sky blue blouse, white jeans and green heels are blood free!

I look over at Kiley and see that; one: her pink and yellow scarf, white shirt, pink high-low skirt and brown sandals are also blood free! And two: she's still asleep. Of course.

I let out a breath I didn't know I was holding in and turned around to get out.

"Ahh!" I yelp as I come face to face with green eyes. But the thing that startled me most, is that I've seen them before. Millions of girls have seen them before. Harry Styles is outside my window.

One Direction just ran their car into mine?

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