Snap ~ Niall Horan

Two

Niall's POV

"Niall." I smiled at the sound of my brother's voice on the other end of the phone. "Greg!" I greeted happily.

"Hey, how's Dublin?" he asked cheerfully. "Great! I got a job at a newspaper. I'm officially a reporter like you!" He chuckled at my enthusiasm. "That's amazing, Niall. I'm so proud!"

"Ah, would ya stop. You sound like Mam! Anyway, I'm getting my first paycheck at the end of the month. I'll send as much as I can, OK?"

He sighed. He hated taking my money, but he knew it was necessary. "Thanks, mate."

"No problem. Listen, I've got to go. I need to meet with my boss in a few minutes. She's so hot. You don't even have a clue."

A rushed car journey, a Starbucks and toilet stop, and a narrowly avoided collision with an elderly lady later...

"You're late, Horan." "Apologies, ma'am." Going Western usually worked, but all it got me was an eye roll.

She slammed a file down on the table. "Eva Tomlinson. Model, actress, singer, dancer. Basically everything an A lister can be."

I looked down at the file. Wow. Glossy brown hair. Big eyes. Stereotypical modelly lips. This was just a head shot, but I was sure she had the model body going on as well. Dayum.

"Lovely. Why exactly are you showing me this?" I smiled at my boss, simply coz I knew it'd piss her off.

"That, Horan, is your Case." Oh my.

"So I get to meet her?" Oooo. "Meet her. Flirt with her. Date her. Do her if you want," she smirked. "Live with her. Gain her trust. Get the dirt."

"The dirt?" Christ. Mam would not have been happy. But I needed to help Greg. He was the main priority.

"Dirt. Gossip. The scoop. Maybe a few snaps? Anyway. First things first. We need to get you to Marco."

"Marco?" By now I had my head buried in my hands. "That's the name, sweetie! Don't wear it out!" A black clad, very bald, very skinny man had burst into the room. His timing was on fleek.

"I swear, he has to listen at the door. I don't know how he does it." Scary Boss Lady shook her head, flicked back her hair and headed for the door. "Do your best, babe." She addressed Marco. "I know you like a challenge."