What would you do if you had the dream job? You were able to tour the world while working for one-fifth of what used to be One Direction. You could do imaginable things with no limits. But could you fulfil the job, keep the temper down, and give him exactly what he wanted?

That was exactly what Abigail Hodges was determined to do. She wanted to get out of her hometown, coastal city Orange Beach, Alabama, and start a new life. A new dedicated. A new determination.

But was she right for choosing this path? This person? This job?

Abigail wasn’t the typical every day American girl. She didn’t have a mother. Just a father that cared so much. He tried his absolute best to raise her with the best qualities in life. Care, happiness, and confidence were his main goals for her.

But little did he know, his angel at home was being tortured at school. Bullied to the point that she cut herself, thought about suicide more than you could ever. She was so depressed about her life that the people who answer the Suicide Hotline calls knew more about her than her own friends, father, and even herself.

Friends. That was a gifted word to Abigail. She had little friends. And the ones she was fortunate to have were some that she grew up with. Lived in the same small neighborhood, liked the same silly little thing, listened to same music, read the same magazines, and even liked the same style of clothing.

As a child, Abigail didn’t have much to her name, despite her father’s incredible job as the manager at the Hard Rock hotel, in which in the summer got more residents that you would think. Her father’s job didn’t have much effect on her. Of course they had the nice money rolling in, mostly in the summer time, but she didn’t like the fact that she had all that money, and nothing to do with it.

Unlike any one else, when her father offered her money for the week, or just random, she didn’t take it. And when or if she did, she’d give it away. She had always claimed she had enough in life, she didn’t need designer shoes, or brand name clothing, or nice perfume. She was okay with the things she had.

But as she got older, puberty and teenage hormones hit her hard. She was more emotional than ever now. She didn’t like to be yelled at, or even talked about. She tried her best to hide the pain from her friends and her father, but she just couldn’t.

The fact that she was an only child, her mother died when Abigail was only a year old so she was unable to receive any siblings, she knew she had it bad. No one to talk to. No one to discuss the horrible treatment at school with. She was alone, fragile, and helpless in the big, hurtful world.

As she some how made her way through high school without killing herself, she was completely determined to continue the wish of doing something good with her life. She was ready for what hit her, good or bad, as she moved to Memphis, TN, and got a job at an management agency, where they only required you to have one year’s experience in a community college Management course, Abigail had two however.

She begin her first year when she was only a Junior in high school. Her second year during senior year. Right after she graduated was when she had moved off.

Despite her past life, current job, or any other thing that’s ever happened to her, Abigail got a job. A nice job. The job of any girl’s dream.

She was now the assistant to Harry Styles, and she would start the amazing dream job before she will be able to realize what exactly she’s gotten herself into…

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