Hired |N.H|

-Chapter 9

It had been two days since Niall and I had had our date and we haven't spoken more than two words since. We just keep our space from each other on the bus. I'm kinda embarrassed to talk to him. They're in a concert right now but I stayed on the bus on my own for it. I didn't want to be seen with Niall iin public again.

I logged into twitter while I lounged in my bunk, waiting for them to get back from their concert.

'I still can't believe Niall kissed that thing ugh.'

'It's been two days I bet they're not evening going out stop panicking guys.'

'Friends don't kiss with tongue.'

I sighed and threw my phone to my side. I couldn't be assed to read through this. I coudn't be assed with anything. I just want to go home to Joanna. Joanna, shit I didn't message her or FaceTiime her since the first day.

I fucking hate this life. I just wanna go home. I'm still kinda hurt by what Niall said because I think I kinda like him but I don't know. Just the way he kissed me, I would do it again in a second but he doesn't like me so I don't know why I am fretting over this and getting myself all worked up.

I was on the bus on my own so I decided to take matter of Joanna into my own hands. I got out of my bunk and peeped into Nialls. I seen his MacBook. Perfect. That will have Facetime so I can FaceTime Joanna. I reached up and took it into my own bunk.

Once I got it running I seen he had a password on it. Fuck. Hmm, what would his password be? He told me he loved Derby the last day on our date so I typed that in and I was actually quite shocked when the laptop unlocked.

I found the FaceTime, after a lot of clicking things that I didn't know what they were. I got my phone and typed Joanna's number into it and pressed call. After three rings Joanna's face appeared on the screen. "Joanna." I smiled.

"Jenny, oh my God do you have Niall's phone or something?" She asked me.

"Why do you ask?" I asked her.

"Well, it said NiallHoran13@yahoo.ie is trying to phone me so."

"Nah, it's his MacBook." I told her.

"Where is he?" She asked me.

"At a concert." I replied.

"Does he know you have this?" She asked me and I shook my head. "Jenny, you can't just do that, what if he finds out?" She asked me.

"He won't, I'll leave it back where I got it before he's back, he'll never know." I smiled at her.

"But onto a more important note; You fucking kissed him." She shouted. I felt a pang in my heart when she said that. "Why aren't you excited?" She pouted.

"I am, it's just, it's not a real relationship, so it doesn't mean anything." I said to her, not liking the way the words sounded pouring out of my mouth.

Yes but that's not what people at my school think, I'm so popular now just because my big sister was seen with Niall Horan!" She smiled at me.

"I'm glad you're getting something out of this." I sighed.

"Are you not happy?" She asked me.

"It's not that I'm not happy." I lied. "It's just I want to go home."

"I know, I miss you lots but look, now we can FaceTime." She smiled. "Seriously mom is going off the nut with me now instead."

"Oh no, please tell me you're kidding Jo." I sighed.

"Nope, yesterday I forgot to put the grapes back in the cupboard and we had a twenty minute screaming match." She told me. "I think she's actually missing you now, why haven't you answered her calls?" She asked me.