Unexpected

What did I do?

Charlie's POV

"Hi my name is Charlie and I see your business is looking for help?" I have called more people than I can count and all have said their help ad was old or they were just outright snobs.

"Yes! I'm so glad you called, we haven't had any calls yet! "

"Okay well I am interested so what exactly would I be doing?"

"Well we are a music management company which means we give contracts to artists and they pay us to organize performances and media. One of our managers just quit her job and we need someone to pick up her spot."

Doesn't sound too hard.

"Should I come in and be interviewed?"

"Yes that would be great! We are located at 2135 Main street. How does 4:00 work for you?"

"Perfect I'll be there."

I hang up the phone and sigh. I guess I should get ready. I grab a simple pair of jeans and a cardigan to wear. I hope they like me.

After I've changed I grab my phone and keys and head out to my car.

The drive is not too long but since my heater is broken it felt much longer. I arrive at a huge office building labeled Modest. This must be it. I quickly make my way up the stairs and into the posh building. I am way under dressed.

"Hi my name is Charlie, I talked to someone about a job position today?" I say as a reach the front desk. The girl looks me up and down before returning to her computer.

"Yes, Ms Charlie Wilson?" She looks up at me and I nod in response.

"The woman you spoke to is in room P105, it's a conference room just down the hall." She points and I nod again.

"She will see you in there, but do be quiet she is talking with clients."

"Thank you." I say as I walk away.

I wonder who she is talking to? Someone famous maybe?

I approach the door and knock three times before I take a step back. A few moments later the door opens and a tall brunette woman looks out.

"Charlie Wilson?" She asks.

"That's me."

She pulls me into the room by my arm and slams the door closed.

"Thank goodness you showed up right on time! I can't take these guys any longer!" She points and I turn around to see what she means.

I see five boys sitting on the floor laughing and pushing each other around. Who are they?

She grabs my arm again and pulls me further into the room.

"This is Liam, Niall, Zayn, Louis, and Harry. Wave boys." She says as she points them all out. I recognize them from somewhere maybe a magazine cover? They all wave back as told and continue their messing around.

"So you would help manage this band and you work everyday except Saturdays and you can have a break when you need one because lets face it, these guys require a lot of energy!" She laughs.

"So i'm hired? I don't need an interview?" I ask puzzled. For all they know I might want to murder them, which I don't but someone else might.

"Honey I'm just glad you actually came." She smiles and puts her hand on my shoulder.

I hope I didn't get myself into something I will regret.