Bodyguard I walked into my room, smiling at all of my One Direction Posters. I was majorly dedicated to them even though I'm twenty-one. Oh wait, I'm so rude, I didn't even introduce myself. My name is Kasey and obviously, I'm twenty-one. I have this dream about me marrying Louis Tomlinson as I love him. I knew they would NEVER come to my small town, Basingstoke. They were too BIG for us. I had to get ready for my bodyguarding job that I have. It was an epic job as every six months they gave you a pay rise. This was what I had always dreamed of. ************************************ "Hey Steve," I greeted my boss as he had a job promotion for me. "Hey, Simon Cowell recently contacted us saying one if his clients needs a new bodyguard and you'd be perfect for it." He gushed. "Who's the client?" I asked, excited as I was ready. "One Direction." He replied. "Cool," Then I realised what he just said. One Direction. Is. My. Client.