Hired |N.H|

-Chapter 91

"You two go to Niall's house for the night please or go home or something, I don't care." Michael sighed deeply.

"Why aren't we going back?" Niall asked, wrapping a protective arm around my waist.

"Just." He snapped before turning on his heel and leaving the building. Sam stood in the doorway watching.

"He has to think about what he's going to do." Sam answered for us. "Whether he is going back with you two or resigning."

"He better not be coming back." Niall growled, through his teeth. He did not hide how much he despised Michael in front of Sam, nor Michael for that matter.

"I kind of hope he leaves too, I have never had to deal with so much trouble since he arrived." Sam implied.

"Why can't you just sack him? And why did you give him his job back?" Niall questioned with a raised eyebrow.

"It's not that simple. If you knew his story." Sam obviously had some empathy in this case. Unlike Niall.

"What's his story? That he's a fucking bastard?" Niall asked and Sam shook his head in dismissal. Implying he was not going to say any more on the matter but it was enough for us to know there was probably more to the reason he was such a, for lack of better words: bastard.

"Just go on, to wherever you two plan to stay for the night and I'll call you in the morning when I hear from Michael." Sam smiled at us, ushering us down the hall.

"Where to now?" I looked up at Niall as we got in the elevator.

"My house, I guess?" He asked and I nodded. He wrapped his arms around me from behind and kissed the top of my head. "Hey, how about we go to yours, pick up Joanna and take her to mine for the night so she can spend time with her big sister?" Niall suggested as the doors of the elevator opened and we got out. Niall grasped my hand once we were out of it. I nodded my head and smiled.

"That would be nice." I grinned.

"Either that or a romantic night in?" He questioned.

"What do you mean by romantic?" I raised an eyebrow at him, watching his smirk. His idea of romantic is probably watching a football game with me giving him a handjob. It would certainly differentiate from mine.

"Like watch a movie, then have a bath and go to bed." He smiled and I was a little shocked he didn't even mention sex. Although, come to think of it he never asks straight out for it very often, he usually tries to turn me on spontaneously. And he never fails.

"That sounds nice." I smile. "But we can do that any night in the hotel, how about we pick up Joanna?" I question, looking up at him.

"Of course, anything for you." He kissed my forehead. "It was just a suggestion."

"We can still make love if that's what you wanted after she goes to bed." I say as Niall calls for a car.

"Jenny." Niall fake gasped, acting as though he was astonished I had said that, but we all knew it was sarcasm. "Of course we are going to make love." He chuckled. "She can sleep downstairs anyways, we'll go upstairs to my room so we'll be far enough away from her she won't hear." He shrugged and I smiled and nodded.

We got back to Niall's house, left our things inside and then got into Niall's car and began the drive to my mom's house. I lead Niall inside where my mother greeted me with a hug.

"Jenny! How are you? What are you doing here?!" She asked, a smile upon her face.

"I came to pick up Joanna to take her to Niall's tonight, is she here?" I asked when she didn't come running down the stairs.