Hired |N.H|

-Chapter 69

"What the fuck is this?" Niall asked.

"Click it, read it!" I yelled and he clicked it.

""Niall Horan hired his own girlfriend, Jenny Johnson," an unidentified source says. "He hired her back in April and she has been pretending to be his girlfriend since. She been getting a large salary and signed a contract for a year." It said." Niall groaned at the end of this, sweat accumulating on his forehead.

""She was picked up in a Vans shop and was approached and asked, she said no but later agreed when she found out how much money was in it. But boy is this girl really letting the fame get to her head.."" Niall read out.

"So, Niall Horan can't even catch his own ladies can he? He has to buy them? Do you guys believe this or do you think it's a load of baloney? Leave your comments below."

"Oh my God." I put my face in my hands. "Would Liz of said anything?" I asked.

"Who's Liz?" Niall asked.

"That girl that found out a few weeks ago, remember." I reminded him and he shrugged.

"I was getting asked by everyone at school, everyone was asking me if my sister was hired but I just ignored them and left and oh my God, I didn't know what to do." Joanna sighed.

"This is fucking bad, this is really fucking bad." Niall stood up pacing the floor.

"We'll lie." I said.

"Yes, but they're always gonna fucking wonder." He sighed. "This is so bad." Just then his phone started ringing, Michael appeared on the screen. Oh fuck. Shit is about to go down.

He answered it and put him on loudspeaker. "You're on loudspeaker and there is a fifteen year old in the room so watch what you say." Niall said.

"What the fuck is going on?" He yelled. "How the fuck do the media know Jenny is hired?"

"We didn't fucking say anything." Niall defended. Noah, oh my God, it could have been Noah.. My mind was just racing.

"It could have been my friend, my mother told him about it." I nervously said.

"Noah?" Niall asked, his voice raising.

"Why the fuck would she tell him?"

"Hey, don't yell at Jenny, it's not as though it's her fault."

"Oh for fucks sake Niall, you don't realise how severe this is and how much we have to lose. Get on twitter now and tweet about how fucking ridiculous the rumours are." Michael demanded.

"How bad is it?" I asked.

"Jenny, I don't even know, but Jesus Christ, he is not gonna have peace for the next few months and neither will you, this is bad, oh my God, I don't even know what to do." He sighed.

"Right, I'm tweeting now." Niall said. "I tweeted 'Those rumours! Far from the truth, if ya know me at all you wouldn't believe them.'" Niall read it.

"Right good, oh my God, right you need to get down to the head quarters in London, we're going to have to have a meeting now and everything oh my God as if I don't have enough to deal with." Michael sighed.

"When will we be down?" Niall asked.

"Get ready and meet me there in about an hour and a half or so." He said. "I actually have no idea what we are going to do, oh my God, this is no good." He groaned.

"What's going to happen to me?" Niall asked.

"God Niall, you're going to get some grief these next few weeks, you need to prepare yourself." He sighed.