"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.

Niall groaned and threw his phone on the bed, sitting down next to it and putting his face in his hands. "Don't fucking need more shit." He cursed.

"Go get ready and we'll try sort something out." Michael hung up.

"Joanna, just leave us alone for a little bit yeah?" I asked her and she nodded and left the room. Niall flopped back on the bed, still holding his hands over his face.

"Babe, are you okay?" I asked him. He just shook his head.

"How the fuck am I gonna do this?" He stood up, pacing the room.

"Calm down, I bet we'll be fine." I tried to assure him.

"No Jenny, you haven't been in the spotlight before, you do not realise how bad this can actually get, you don't realise how much hate we are going to get and you don't know how many people actually will believe this!" He yelled at me.

"Shush," I came over and wrapped my arms around his waist. "Calm down." I whispered.

"Don't fucking tell me to calm down oh my fucking God, I'm the one that has to have fucking camera's in my face all day asking about this, I don't know how I am going to do this." He ran a hand through his hair.

"Niall, please, calm down." I tried to hug him again.

"Stop." He yelled. "Just fucking stop." He left the room and stormed to the bathroom, slamming the door in the process.

"Niall." I called after him. I went to the bathroom door and knocked. "Niall, please open the door." I knocked. "I swear to God, I'm gonna kill you when I get this door open."

"Is everything okay?" Joanna asked, peeping out of her room.

"Yeah, we'll be fine." I sighed.

"Niall, open the fucking door or I'll fucking open it." I warned. He didn't respond so I went downstairs and got the kitchen knife I used to always use when Joanna locked herself in this bathroom by accident, which was a lot. If you jiggle the lock with it, it opens. So I ran back up the stairs, jiggled the lock and surely enough, the door opened. Niall looked shocked when he saw I had opened the door then he gasped and his eyes widened when he saw the knife.

"No Jesus." I chuckled, putting it behind my back. I walked in and closed the door, gently placing the knife on the counter. "Come here Niall, you're crying." I walked over to him.

"M'not fucking crying." He was wiping vigorously at his eyes.

"Niall, I can see it, you were." I grabbed him by the elbow, forcing him to look at me. "We will get through this."

"You don't understand." He whispered. "I know what's going to happen, these are going to be the worst few weeks of my life and I don't know how I am going to do it." He shook his head, looking up at the ceiling.

"Hey come on, you're a strong man." I nudged him but he didn't smile.

"Sorry, I'm being such a baby." He fake laughed, looking down at his hands. "Come here, I'm sorry." He extended his arms. I padded over to him and he hugged me tight. He placed his chin on my head and I heard him sniffle softly.

"Will we be okay?" I asked.

"Well, we're not gonna break up if that's what you're asking."

"I wouldn't ask something I know is never gonna happen." I smiled and he ruffled my hair, letting me go.

"We better get ready to get to Michael then so." He clapped his hands together, acting as though nothing had just happened. That's Niall for you. . "Can I have a shower?" He asked.

"Yeah, I'll get you a towel." I said and went to the cupboard in the hall, retrieving him a white fluffy towel.

"Here." I found him in my room gathering his clothes. I threw it and he caught it.

"Thanks." He said. While he was in the shower I got dressed and done my makeup. Joanna came in as I was getting ready.

"Can I come?" She asked.

"Why?"

"I don't wanna stay with mom." She replied.

"Wait until Niall comes out of the shower, I'll see what he says." I told her as I finished my makeup.

"Alright." She nodded as I heard the shower turn off. A few minutes later he came into the room with no shirt on, a towel around his neck. He looked refreshed anyways.

"Niall." I gave out and he looked a little shocked when he saw Joanna.

"I don't like putting a shirt on after me shower, just gets wet with me hair." He tried to explain. He was towel drying his hair, while Joanna giggled at us.

"Put this on." I said and walked over with his t-shirt.

"Why?"

"Because," I whispered in his ear. "There are marks all down your back, and frankly, she's too smart for us." I forced it in his hands and he chuckled lightly looking over at her.

"What are you whispering about?" She raised an eyebrow.

"Told you." I patted his shoulder and walked back over to Joanna. "She has something to ask you by the way." I perched myself on the edge of the bed.

"What?" Niall turned his attention to her after he had fully clothed himself. She became all shy.

"I don't wanna be rude." She looked up at me.

"You can't get any more rude than y'er sister." Niall teased, looking over at me. I shot him a glare and he let a laugh fall from between his moist lips.

"She wanted to come with us to the meeting, she didn't want to stay here on her own with mom." I told him.

"Sure, she can come if she wants." He shrugged.

"Go get changed out of your uniform then." I said to her and she nodded and left the room. "Do you want a hair dryer?" I asked.

"Nah, it'll be fine." He shrugged, running a hand through it.

"Right, are we going then?" I asked him and he nodded. "I'd best go see where my mother is." I sighed and left the room. I went to her room to find her in bed.

"Mom?" I said and she groaned. "Mom, Joanna, Niall and I are going out." I told her.

"Where?" She asked.

"Just out." I said. "Hungover?" I asked her andd she nodded. "That's what you get." I rolled my eyes and left the room. I found Joanna and Niall in the hall waiting on me. "Wait, let me get my bag."

"Have it." Niall held it up. I smiled and we went down to the car and started the journey. I put on Ed Sheeran in Niall's car.

"No, not that idiot." Joanna groaned from the back.

"Hey, I could tell Ed you said that." Niall turned around to her.

"Oh, Ed." She pretended to sound excited. Niall started laughing and turned up the volume, singing along to 'don't'. "I don't like his music though." She truthfully said. "Can you put on something better?"

"Don't- with my love." Niall sang louder. "That heart is so cold, all over my arm, I don't wanna know that babe!"

"Shut up Niall!" She yelled.

"Ohhh." He turned down the volume. "Fiesty like her sister." He nudged me, making me giggle. "Stick on something else." Niall said to me seeing as he was occupied driving.

"Here, take you pick from these." I said to Joanna, handing her the couple of albums Niall had in his car.

"Oh The 1975, I love those." She grinned. "But oh Hoizer." She looked at the other album.

"Stick in The 1975, their album is good." Niall told her. She handed me it and I stuck it in. Joanna knew all the words already and Niall and her had a duet the whole way, I didn't know their songs, only their singles so I sat silent.

When we got there we raced upstairs to the same office Niall and I were in a few weeks ago with Michael and Ryan. Oh the memories. Sam was sitting there too waiting on us along with Michael.

"Who's this young girl?" Sam smiled at Joanna. He was friendly, unlike Michael who just glared at her. He was not in a good mood today and I could sense that already.

"That's Joanna, my little sister." I smiled, taking a seat in front of them along with Niall. "Do you want her to wait outside? "

"No, there's nothing confidential if she's your sister, she already knows your place here I assume." He replied, obviously referring to me being hired. I nodded and I moved over closer to Niall to make room for her on the couch.

"So what are we gonna do?" Niall asked.

"You tell us." Michael snapped. "What the fuck are we meant to do?"

"Michael, calm down." Sam turned to him.

"How the fuck do I calm down? You fucking tell us what we're going to do." He snapped back.

"Do you think it was Liz?" I asked him.

"How would Liz have the detail that that person has?" Michael asked.

"Then it could have been Noah." I sighed, putting my chin in my palm. Why would he do this to me? He's meant to be my friend for Gods sake.

"Why the fuck would you tell Noah anyways?" He yelled at me.

"Don't yell at Jenny, it was our psychotic mother that told him, I was there." Joanna said. "She told him everything because she wanted you to date him." Joanna told me.

"Why the fuck would she do that?" Michael pulled at his roots.

"Why does our mother do anything?" Joanna questioned.

"Why are you being so cheeky, I don't even know you!" Michael exclaimed.

"Excuse you, she was not being cheeky." I defended her. "She was just stating something."

"Fucking hell, what are we going to do."

"Cursing isn't going to help." Niall said to him.

"Shut up." Michael fired at him.

"Right, come on, stop bickering, we have bigger issues." Sam cut in between them. "Really, all you can do right now is pretend nothing has happened and carry on as normal, if you get asked, just laugh or something and be like no, same goes for you Jenny." Sam calmly said.

"Why don't you set up an interview and get the interview online but get Jenny and I to talk about how stupid that rumour is." Niall suggested.

"Or, why don't you do a twitcam, get the fans involved then when they ask questions about it in the comments answer them and just laugh and be like no, that's all lies." Joanna suggested and all eyes turned to her.

"That's a good idea." Sam nodded. "That way you've got the fans involved and they might believe you more." He said.

"Do something stupid in the twitcam too to make them enjoy it more, instead of just doing questions and answers we should have something planned." Michael said.

"Jenny could do Niall's makeup, I know teenage girls would go crazy over that; coming from a teenage girl." Joanna smiled.

"That's a great idea Joanna, why aren't you here more often?" Michael asked.

"Just came today." She shrugged.

"Would you two be up for that?" Michael asked us, pointing a pen between us.

"I have to let Jenny do my makeup?" Niall asked and Michael nodded.

"Come on Niall, it'd be fun, then you could answer some questions and just answer the ones about Jenny being hired." Sam tried to intrigue him.

"The things I fucking do." Niall sighed. "It has to be done, does it?" He asked.

"Well, it's a pretty good idea anyways, I would recommend doing it, then you can set the fans straight and if the fans don't believe the rumours it'll be easier to get passed." Michael commented.

"But people will always wonder, won't they?" Niall asked.

"Probably." Michael sighed.

"Are you willing to do this?"

"What choice have we?" Niall asked.

"Not much." I added in.

"Right, well do it tomorrow at four and until then, do not be seen in public just in case anything happens." Sam said. "You know how rough the media can be, they'll do anything to try get word out of you."

"Right." We both agreed.

"Would it not look good if we were seen out together anyways?" I asked.

"Possibly but just stay inside right?" He asked and we nodded.

"Right, we'll see what happens tomorrow then so." Michael said. "You can go now."

I don't know how this is going to go but it's worth a try yeah?

"Home time girls." Niall said. "Are you staying with me tonight or at home?" Niall asked me.

"Home." Joanna quickly replied.

"Well, there's your reply." I chuckled. "Are you not staying with me?" I asked him.

"Nah, I wanna stay at home tonight." He replied. "I'll come collect you tomorrow though."

"Alright." I agreed as we got into the car. So Niall dropped Joanna and I off home, after we stopped for something to eat of course.

It's funny how I automatically began to miss him once I got out of the car. I just love him so much.

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'Goodnight babe xx love you ;)' Niall text me before I was going to sleep.

'I miss your smelly ass beside me :) xx' I teased him.

'You'll see me tomorrow calm ur tits ;) xx'

'Hahaha, you're getting your makeup done!' I reminded him. I can't wait to do this but at the same time I'm nervous because I don't know how the fans will take it. Like there is a good chance they won't believe us. There Will always be that few that won't believe us anyways and we will always get hate for this no matter what.

But maybe the longer we're together, the less and less that will become of it. I wonder will Niall and I be together a long time? It's crazy to even think about that yet.

I was about to go brush my teeth when my phone vibrated again. I just assumed it was Niall and smiled and picked it up but was shocked when I seen a certain 'N' name but it wasn't quite Niall.

Noah had text me.

'Have fun dating him now ;)'

That bastard. It was him.

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A/N I was out shopping all day so I stayed up late to update for you guys and my hand is going numb ooh my God, so I think I deserve a vote and comment, what do ya think ;)