I jammed my earphones into my ears, holding my iPod close to my chest as I sang along with the song, knowing the lyrics by heart. One Directions NaNaNa played into my ears, making goose bumps rise onto my skin.
"Then we're like ya ya ya, we can't make up our minds, and when we think we got it right always like na na na, ya ya ya-"
Some one knocked on the door, I quickly lowered my earphones "Come in."
A tall man walked inside, smiling at me as he did.
"Hi there lovely." he mused.
"Hey," I smiled, jumping off the examining table I was sitting on "Are you my doctor?"
"No," he laughed shaking his head "I was just here, with my little son you see he broke an arm and I couldn't help notice you're voice. That's a pretty nice choice of song you got there, one direction right?"
"How did you know?" I blushed, I hadn't expected a man that age to know about one direction, let alone of their not so famous songs from their first album.
"I-um, I'm actually part of their management." he smiled "Here," he pulled a card out of his wallet "call me, I'll save your number maybe I'll give you a call sometime."
I was bafelled, but did what he had asked, was this real life?
