One Direction's Nanny
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Ultima pubblicazione sab, gen 24, 2015
"I have two tasks for you that you should finish in exactly one month. One is hard, and the latter is even harder."
I smiled at him sincerely then I giggled. "I guess I'll try the latter then."
Instead of laughing or smiling like he usually does, he kept his intense expression and look in his face while looking directly into my eyes. Geez, I bet he's seeing my soul now. Like what the heck, he's so serious sometimes-
"...I know you can't. But you can try, if you want to."
What?
I looked at him confusely, as if he's insane. "What did you just say? What are you talking about?"
"Your tasks."
"What is it?" I pressed up, eager to know it.
He stands up, puts his hands in his pocket then after a while, he pulled out a piece of crumpled paper from there; probably hidden for about a week or so because of it's condition. He unfolds it again and before I could react, he held my palm up then place the paper gently above it. Exactly the moment when I'll gonna say something, he walks out, acting like nothing really happened.
"Is he serious? What the heck is his problem? He's acting like a bitch." Shaking my head, I fix my attention to the paper then read it aloud.
...my jaw just freaking drop.
"...fall in love with one of us. Or if you are a dare devil, choose me."
It says. Well, I'm doomed.
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