Hired |N.H|

-Chapter 28

"Jenny." Niall whispered, poking my cheek.

"What?" I groaned as I cracked open my eyes to see Niall's face right beside mine.

"Come on, get up." He smiled.

"What time is it?" I asked.

"It's half eleven so come on and get your bum up." He said and I groaned and rolled over on my stomach.

"Fuck off Niall." I sighed and he gasped.

"Language missy." He give out, poking my side, making me squirm. I refused to get up for him so he took it in his place to climb on my back and start bouncing up and down. I could have killed him.

"Niall get off me." I yelled. I was surprised at how light he was for a grown man. Well, as I say, boy.

"No." He giggled. He's such a big kid, I swear.

"Are you always this annoying?" I asked him.

"Only when I'm in a good mood."

"You should be in a bad more more often." I sighed.

"You don't mean that, I know you don't, you love this Niall." He teased.

"I hate him." I mumbled.

"No you don't, stop lying." He said and I rolled my eyes, laying my cheek on my intertwined hands. "Look how purple your neck is oh god." Niall chuckled, tracing his finger over my neck where he had marked his territory, making me shiver.

"Stop touching me." I snapped, slapping his hand away.

"I can touch what I've made." He fired back.

"Not when it's on my body."

"I can touch your body if I want to touch it." He said.

"My body my rules." I replied.

"Oh snippy." He teased.

"Can you get off me?" I asked him, turning my head to face him. He was just biting his lip, trying not to smile and he shook his head.

"Niall." I groaned, pressing my face into the pillow. Next thing I felt Niall messing with my hair and his breathing above me. Some minutes laer I knew he had done a plait.

"Look at how good I am oh my God." Niall said, reaching over me to get my bauble from the bedside table then tying it at the bottom. "I done a plait in your hair look, I done a plait!" He excitedly exclaimed.

"Alright, good boy, now get off me." I commanded but was he listening? No. He took his phone and I heard the snapping of a picture. He's so predictable. I grabbed my phone too to see what he tweeted after I pushed his body off me. He finally got off me, much to my relief.

'Aren't my plait skills great ?! @Jenny_Johnson13'

"@NiallOfficial No, they're shit'

'@Jenny_Johnson13 ur mean stop bullying me'

'@NiallOffcial grow up baby'

'@Jenny_Johnson13 im a man excuse me u'

'@NiallOfficial boy*'

'@Jenny_Johnson13 STOP IT U MEANIE'

'@NiallOfficial Shut up and go make me breakfast'

'@Jenny_Johnson13 I have u spoilt'

"We are sitting right next to each other, yet we aren't conversing, we're tweeting." I said, turning to face him.