"What the hell are you talking about?" I asked excited, but annoyed that my Dad, MY DAD, was One Direction's manager. "How long for, how much amount of time have you been their manager?" I was growing more excited by the minute. "I became their manager in 2006 when you were 8." he told me, but I could hardly make out what he was saying he was whispering so much. "You have been keeping a secret from me for that long, it's been 8 years and you've hardly noticed me because of a stupid, world famous boy band?" I was very pleased with my Dad that he's so good at keeping secrets as he hasn't been in the papers once. On the other hand I was VERY angry with him. "You could have told me when I became 16 which has been months ago instead of me finding out from Harry Styles!" I said a lot more calmly than what I was meant to. "You're a L-I-A-R!" I screamed and then headed for the golf course.