Can You Manage? (1D Fanfic)
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  • Reads 94,568
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  • Parts 51
  • Time 3h 14m
Complete, First published Jun 21, 2013
"Simon?" I asked cautiously, "How am I going to do this? I'm only fifteen, and you want me to MANAGE the boys while you're on the X-Factor. They're all nineteen and older!" 

Simon was silent for a minute.

"How do you think I will do all this? I'm really not sure. I don't want to put anyone's reputation at stake, and I don't want to let anyone down."   

"Well," Said Simon "Just trust yourself. I have faith in you."

"But why?!" I asked, dying to know why he knew I was good for the job.

"Because." said Simon. "You have faith in yourself."

"I do?" I asked, confused. 

Simon nodded. "And, responsible teenage girls like you are have matured more than THOSE guys." He pointed to Harry and Zayn trying to do cartwheels onstage. 

"You can manage." Simon said.
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