My Fake Husband.

I.

Today would be the first day I moved, which was quite the adjustment for me. I've lived in Ireland my whole life, but today would be the day I move to Wolverhampton. It wasn't my ideal plan, but I'd graduated two years ago, and I had no luck finding a job. My uncle who lives there runs a business, I hadn't seen him since I was at least seven, but he'd talked to my mom about getting me in since some people quit. There also was a good amount of jobs there, I studied to become a teacher, but I didn't have luck finding a job in my home town or nearby at that. I was anxiously waiting for the plane to land, because before I left, my uncle had asked me to stop at the store and grab him something.

"Please fasten your seatbelts we'll be landing in the next five minutes." Everyone started to put their seat belts on including me. I turned over to the girl I'd had small talk with and with and shook her awake. She slowly opened her eyes looking at me.

"We're going to be landing." I explained.

"Thanks for waking me up then." She put her seatbelt on right away; she'd told me that she travels a lot. It's part of her job, they move her several locations even though she didn't like it. She told me she had a kid who was just born a few months ago, but that didn't stop her boss from keeping her moving.

Once the plane landed we all headed off. I was looking for my luggage, when I saw someone standing with a sign that had my name on it. My uncle must have got someone to pick me up from here. I grabbed my luggage, and walked over to them.

"Um...hello?" I awkwardly broke them out of their trance. He looked at me rudely.

"What?"

"I'm Niall and you're the one holding a sign with my name on it."

"Oh, right. I'm Zayn. Let's go." He started to walk away; I rolled my eyes at his rudeness while quickly following behind him.

After we both got in the car, I started wanting to get out of the car more than anything.

"So you know my uncle." I tried to make conversation.

"Yeah."

"Do you work for him?"

"Yep."

"Do you say anything else besides 'yes'?" I asked getting annoyed with him.

"Listen. I wasn't told to pick you up and tell you about my life. I was told to pick you up, take you to this store, and then take you to your uncle. Now if you would, quit talking to me."

I glared at him before looking out the window.

"Well in that case, you can stop right here. I'll manage to find my way around."

"I can't do that, I told you what your uncle said to do now shut up, and just deal with it."

I kept quiet the rest of the ride, and he pulled up to the store.

"I'll be waiting here."

"Whatever." I responded as I got out of the car. I walked into the store, and it seemed much nicer than the ones in Mullingar. I bumped into someone on accident causing them to drop their things. I immediately started to grab their items and so did they. I didn't get a chance to see their face, cause I was so embarrassed.

"Would you watch we're you're going!" He shouted. I looked him in the eyes, as I stood up handing him his items.

"Sorry. I didn't mean to."

"Yeah. I'm sure you didn't." He grabbed his things before pushing me out of the way. What is up with everyone being so rude here? I stood there in shock before heading to find what my uncle needed.

Once I had his tomatoes and onions I paid for them, and headed back into the car, where Zayn was on the phone.

"Yeah, I got him. I don't know what's taking him so long, we'll be there though." He hung up as soon as I closed the door.

"What took you so long?" He snapped, as he started the car.

"I had to find the things." I joked, but he just glared at me. He didn't say anything more instead he drove off, and within a few minutes we were at this huge building. Wow, this is we're my uncle works.

"Come on, we haven't got all day." I wanted to yell at this guy so badly, but for all I know my uncle could have him in charge, and if I do yell he might not help me get this job, so I just put on a fake smile, and got out of the car grabbing my luggage from the back seat, and grabbing the small bag with the items in it. I followed behind Zayn, and he led me to a restaurant. Of course what else was I expecting, he did need tomatoes and I wouldn't expect it to be something like a office job where I sat in a cube. I guess this would work until I found a good job.

"Niall!" I heard my uncle shout.

"Uncle Tom!" I shouted back before we shared a hug.

"Did you get the things I needed?"

"Yeah!" I handed him the bag with a smile. Zayn had rushed off by a blond girl, and a very curly headed boy.

"Here, you can come meet everyone." He walked up by Zayn. "That's Zayn, you should already know him. This is his girlfriend Perrie, and Harry. They're here part time, because they're still in college. Zayn didn't go right after high school, and Perrie's studying to be a doctor. And Harry didn't go to college right away either, since he was moving a lot but now he's here to stay, right Harry?" The Brit with massive curls nodded.

"My hairs usually not like this either. I just woke up late this morning." He chuckled, I just smiled in response.

"Liam will be here soon, he's a friend of Harry's that comes by a lot. He's going to help you with the job."

"Sorry, I'm late, Tom. I bumped into some idiot at the store, and that explains why I'm late." I must be that idiot, unless he's talking about some other idiot, I turned around to see the same guy that I bumped into.

"I'm that idiot. But I have a name, I'm Niall." His eyes widened as he looked at me.

"You're Niall?"

"I wouldn't lie." I raised my eyebrows.

"Well, I'm Liam." He offered a handshake

"Again. I'm Niall." I let go of my luggage, and shook his hand. After a good minute my uncle cleared his throat, and Liam and I stopped shaking each others hands. I furrowed my eyebrows, that was kind of weird.

"So, Niall you've got a teaching degree, and that's what Liam is, he's a teacher. Recently at the school he's teaching at a teacher slept with a student and got fired. So they're looking to replace him."

"So, I can probably easily get in their right?"

"Wrong." I was really confused by now but Liam started to talk.

"I work at an all girls school, where you have to be married to work at. I'm not married. I told them I was gay, but they still told me I have to be married. For a few months, I was good but now they're getting a little curious. This is where you come in." I stared at him already knowing what he was going to say, I gulped. "You have to pretend to be my husband, and it'll be a win for both of us, you'll get the job, and they'll stop snooping around me."

"How long?"

"Only for a few months."

"Fine." That was all I could say, I didn't want to have to pretend to be his husband, he called me an idiot, and was super rude to me. I bet that's how he is to everyone, and I don't want to have to be his husband. I'm just desperate for a job.