Hired |N.H|

-Chapter 90

"Niall, we aren't seriously still doing this, are we?" I asked Niall as he closed the door of our hotel room, the lawyer just having been here again. 

"Of course we are." Niall said, walking back into the room and smiling brightly at me as he grabbed a bottle of water from the mini fridge in the corner. "If he seriously thinks just because he stole that DVD from us that we aren't going to sue him, well he has another thing coming." Niall says sitting down on the edge of the bed. 

"But we won't win the case now, will we?" I ask Niall, taking  seat next to him and looking up into his blue eyes with my own green. He shrugged in response and looked down at me. 

"I don't know, we have witnesses." Niall pointed out.

"Have you spoken to management about this yet? I don't think they would appreciate you suing Michael." I said and Niall chuckled. 

"No, I don't think they would." He agreed. "Maybe we won't sue Michael, I mean, we could just go for a restraining order." Niall shrugged and looked at me for my verdict of that suggestion. 

"Niall, do we have to do this? I will probably be moving home soon anyways. Once I get a j-" I was cut off by Niall pressing his fingers to my lips and shaking his head at me. 

"Don't say that. It's never going to happen." He raised his eyebrows at me and removed his finger from my lips. "You can at least wait until I am done the tour and then you can move in with me." Niall smiled and wrapped his arms around my waist, swaying our bodies back and forth. I rolled my eyes at him. 

"Move in with you?" I cocked an eyebrow. "Who said I would or was moving in with you?" I ask. 

"It gets rather lonely in that big house on my own." Niall pressed his lips behind my ear. 

"Buy a dog." I elbowed him and he pouted, tightening his grip on me. 

"Don't be mean." He said, right next to my ear sending shivers down my spine. "Wouldn't you wanna live with me?" He questioned, sticking out his bottom lip. 

"Niall, of course I would want to live with you but don't you think it's a bit soon?" I asked, climbing on his lap and facing him. 

"No." He kissed my cheek quickly and smiled at me. I rolled my eyes at him again and chuckled, playing with the hair on the nape of his neck. 

"How about we get Michael sorted first and then we can discuss this?" I asked him and he sighed but nodded and kissed me briefly. 

"If you go back to London, I'm going with you." Niall firmly said. "Because you're not leaving me again, you little fucker." He kissed me again. 

"Feeling the love, with the pet name." I sarcastically said and he rolled his eyes. 

"Sorry darling." He smiled and played with a strand of my hair. 

"You saved it with that pet name." I smile at him and he chucked. He looked up at me and watched me carefully as I put my finger in my mouth and started to nibble on my nail. 

"Don't." He whispered, gently extracting my finger from my mouth and kissing the corner of my mouth. "Don't nibble your nails love." He chuckled. 

"I always do, that's why I have no nails." I said, showing him my nails, well, what I had left of my nails. 

"Same." He chuckled, showing me his nails too. "I do it when I'm nervous or bored." He said. 

"So do I." I agreed. I always tried to stop biting my nails but I never quite could. "I love you, Niall." I whispered and kissed him.