"What?" Niall asks with a chuckle.

"Oh my God..." Zayn says, staring at the TV. 

"What is it?" you ask. 

But the moment your eyes hit the screen, you realize you don't need an answer.  There were the boys, standing out in the middle of the street singing their first hit song with Niall playing it on his guitar.  And what seems like thousands of people surrounding them.  The aerial view is being shown from one of the largest news channel in England, with the headline "One Direction Is Back." 

"What's going on in here?" Louis asks, stepping in with a hot cup of tea in his hands.  He stops in his tracks when he sees the television.  "BOYS, GET IN HERE!" he screams, nearly dropping his cup.

"What?  What is it, Louis?" Liam says, rushing in. 

Harry comes just a few seconds later to see what all the fuss is about.  "Oh my..." he says.  "That was...fast..."

"How is it on TV already?!" Zayn asks.  "We only performed a few hours ago!"

"I don't know, but so far I am loving it," Louis says.

"Me too, oh my God!" Niall shouts.

Liam chuckles. 

"Does this mean One Direction is making a comeback?" the lady from the TV asks.  "How will this affect the world of music?  Will they capture everyone's hearts just like last time?  Will they be just as successful as before?" 

You can tell Niall just wants to scream in joy.  He's super gidy on the couch with his guitar in his hands and plays a quick chord every now and then with excitement.

"This is crazy!" Liam says.

"You were right, love!" Louis tells you.  "Maybe we can do this without management after all!"

"Yeah, who needs management?" Harry asks.

"We don't!" Niall says.  "I hope we don't have to hear from management ever again!"

Zayn laughs.  "I don't think that will be a problem."

All of a sudden, the phone rings obnoxiously in the other room, just before the news channel goes to comercial. 

"I'll get it,"  Harry says.

The other boys pay no attention as they sit on the couch staring blankly at the screen, still trying to take in everything that just happened.

"Hello?" Harry says into the phone as soon as he picks it up.

"Hello, is this One Direction?"

"Um...yeah, I guess," Harry replies. 

"This is Modest Management.  We have recently seen your performance out in the streets of London recently and we are prepared to offer you a one year contract with Modest Management to manage your future careers."

Harry was speechless. 

"If you would like we will give you time to think about it.  But we would appreciate it if you would not look into any other management companies before getting back to us on an answer."

"Oh, um...I don't know, oh gosh..." Harry mutters, at a complete loss of words.

"Who is it, Haz?" Louis asks.

"Its...management," Harry whispers.

At this, everyone looks at him in surprise.   Niall hops up from the couch and rushes to Harry, then grabs the phone from his from his hands. 

"Hey, this is Niall!" he says.

"Niall?  Niall Horan, is that correct?"

"Yeah, yeah!"

"Ah, so are you aware of the current offer we have given you boys?"

"Yes!  We'll take it!"

The boys only stare at him, wondering what exactly management is saying. 

"We are very glad to hear that," the man from management says.  "Come in tomorrow to sign the contract and consider yourselves clients of Modest Management."

"Thank you, sir!" Niall says.  "We'll be there!"

"Sounds good.  Goodbye, Mr. Horan."

Then they hang up. 

"That was management, Niall?!" Louis asks.

Niall nods excitedly. 

"What do you mean, 'we'll take it'?" Zayn asks.

"Yeah, and what do you mean by 'we'll be there'?" Liam asks. 

"They want us to sign a contract back into Modest Management!" Niall screams, unable to control himself.

Harry and Louis only grin while Niall and Liam begin jumping around like crazy people. 

"Are you serious?" Liam asks, clutching Niall's shoulders. 

Niall only nods ferociously, not being able to say anything else. 

"So Niall, what happened to not needing management?" Louis curiously asks.

Niall only looks at him for a few seconds, shrugs, then continues to dance around with Liam.

You smile, knowing that even though management might take over now, the boys still got it started all by themselves.  With a little help from you, of course. 

The next day is crazy.  Zayn nearly gets fired from his job for deciding on his own to take a day off to go sign a contract for a music career, "for crying out loud."  Louis, on the other hand, gets a lot of happy employees after telling them they all have the day off.  Harry let down a few old ladies who watch his cooking show by not being able to do it today, but he knows it will be worth it.  Liam and Niall of course are completely free.  Liam offers Sophia that she could come to the management building, but she declines and says she will look after Davis instead.  This is fine with you, beacuse that meant you can go with the boys.

"There it is," Louis says as everyone stands in front of the massive building, staring up at its title. 

"Are we ready for this?" Liam asks.

"I am," Harry says.

"Yeah, me too," Niall says.

"Zayn?" Liam asks, glancing at him.

Zayn only gives a weak little nod as Louis and Niall already begin walking up the the large glass doors.

Upon entering, hundreds of memories begin rushing back to the boys.  They used to walk into this building all of the time to see what their management had in store for them, or if they had a complaint about something management had decided without their permission.  Good times. 

"There you boys are!"

They all look to their right to see a large man in a navy blue shirt and red tie peering out of a door.  They recognize him instantly as their old manager. 

"Get in here," he says quickly. "You're late."

You hear Zayn gulp behind you.

Only a minute later everyone makes themselves comfortable in the large cusioned chairs in the large meeting room with their old manager at the head of it in an even larger chair.  

"So, as you boys know, we are offering you a one year contract with Modest Management.  This will include full management, obviously, and we will set up everything for you.  From body guards, to show dates and times."

"Shows?" Zayn asks.

"Yes, shows, concerts, whatever," the manager replies.

The boys look at each other with all but one having a smile on their face.

"Now, if you choose to accept and sign our contract..." the man trails off when he meets your eyes. 

It feels as if you are being driven down deep into your chair and its wheels are being buried in the floor. 

"Who are you?" he asks angily.

The boys suddenly remember you are sitting right next to them all, listening to a management offer being given to once the biggest boyband in the world.  You suddenly remember it, too. 

"Oh, I'm....uh..." you say, realizing that nobody working with One Direction has ever seen you before other than Paul, the boys' old body guard.

"She's just a...friend," Zayn tries.

"Naw, no, no, no," Louis quickly says.  "She's not even our friend.  She's more of our...personal assistant."

"Yeah," Harry adds for emphasis.

"Your personal assistant...?" the manager asks.

"Yes," Liam says.  "Uh...would you mind getting me a drink from that fridge over there?"

You look where Liam is pointing and notice a mini-fridge in the corner filled with cans of pop and water.  "Um...sure," you say, standing. 

The manager watches you with a close eye as you walk behind the chairs to the corner. 

"Faster!" Louis yells, startling you.

Then you quickly come back and hand Liam a bottle of water, knowing that is what he would prefer.  After you sit back down, the manager's eyes move slowly from you to Liam, who cautiously opens his bottle and takes a sip from it.

"I suppose she will need to be worked into the contract as well?" the manager asks the boys.

"Yes sir," Niall says quickly without thinking. 

"Very well, that should be fine.  So...do we have a deal?" the manager asks, sliding forward a stack of papers stapled together that seemed to come out of nowhere. 

The boys glance at the top paper that has five lines for five signatures.  Then they look at each other and finally they each grab a pen that was conveniently placed in a holder in the center of the table. 

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