Trespassers ! (One Direction fanfiction)
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*****THIS IS MY STORY IT WAS ON MY LAST PROFILE BUT IT GOT MESSED UP SO IT IS NOW ON THIS ONE***
While walking through White Sandal Mall.Kayla and Jillian go to their favorite store "Hollister".Just to see ...The cries of Kayla could be heard through the entire mall."closed for special reasons."They weren't going to back down.Being the sneaky curious girls they were , they were able to sneak in from the back which had NO SECUIRTY what so ever.Tap,tap,tap the steps of cheap heels could be heard coming in thier direction.Both Kayla and Jillian run into diffrent fitting rooms to find something behind the curtains what if it was something they were looking for thier entire life !
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