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"I don't even tolerate One Direction! Their fans are going to hate me right away! They can smell bullshit from a mile away! Didn't you see what happened with Taylor Swift!" I raised my voice and got up from my seat ready to leave. "Your mom isn't going to recover fast enough to see you make it to the top by being you Marie. She will recover and see you up on stage at concerts with full health if you accept going out with Zayn Malik and being One Directions opening act..." Ricks voice softened as he put his drink down. My chest felt like it was going to explode with this pressure put on me. "Fine. I'll do it for my mom. Only for her I'll make a complete fool of myself but don't you dare ever play that card on me again you hear me Rick!" I stomped over to his desk and signed the contract that has been on his desk ever since my mom had been diagnosed. As soon as I set the pen down, it felt like I had just sold my soul to the devil.
Soul Seller
