Privileged Murder

Thirty One

29th of December - 8:00 am

< Harry's POV >

Ugh. Hate being woken up this early, especially by an alarm blaring through our bedroom. The alarm was actually set for half-past seven but Louis had rolled over and got to my phone before I had a chance and turned it off - lucky I have a backup alarm set or I would've seriously been fucked - I may or may not have squashed Louis as I reached over to grab my phone. First day back at work since the incident and I couldn't be happier to be going back, I mean not that I haven't enjoyed the company of my beautiful boyfriend nonstop over the last few days it's just nice to get back into an organised routine. 

I slapped his chest as I moved back over him after grabbing my phone "Get up Louis. You have to meet your sister for brunch"

"I have two and a half hours Harry chill out, you're the one who has work"

"And I'm getting up, you, however, are not" He groaned into the pillow "I'm making bacon sandwiches. Either get up now or eat cold bacon when you do. Your choice" He groaned again but made no attempt to move

After I got out of bed I made my way over to my walk-in wardrobe and picked out a simple black and white button up shirt with a pair of black skinny jeans and threw a pair of jeans and a hoodie towards the bed for Louis to put on. I heard a grunt which I'm assuming was his reaction to having an outfit thrown at him "This isn't my hoodie"

"I know" It's not like his hoodies were dirty or anything but why not give him one of mine to wear?

I smirked over my shoulder as I pulled my jeans on and picked out a pair of shoes from the cupboard, planning to go straight into the bathroom but was stopped by Louis putting his chin on my shoulder

"Can I have some boxers, please? If it's not too much trouble. Also, why do you always wear Chelsea Boots?"

I ignored his question at the end and just bent over to reach a pair of my boxers that were then subsequently thrown over my shoulder for him to grab hold of. Leaving him in the middle of the wardrobe as I strolled into the bathroom to brush my teeth, him following closely behind and ambushing me as I squeezed some toothpaste on my brush. Falling forward as my chin made contact with my toothbrush "Fucker"

I just heard him chuckle behind me as he stole my toothbrush and began brushing his teeth, I just turned towards him and gave him a look that said 'really?' But I grabbed his toothbrush out of the bathroom holder and applied toothpaste and finally got to brush my teeth properly - like I should be able to do anyway - once I had finished and had rinsed my mouth and lips of all toothpaste leftovers was when he placed his hands on both my shoulders and forcibly turned me around and placed a sloppy kiss to my lips. Just covering my mouth in toothpaste once again

Pulled out of our sloppy toothpaste filled snogging session by my phone ringing, I pulled away and smiled slowly before heading into my bedroom and picking up, not looking at the name beforehand "What's up?"

"Hey H, I need a hand with something" Liam

"Shoot" I couldn't work out the tone in his voice

He took in a deep breath then began speaking "So, basically I've got a bit of a thought but I don't really know if I'm right or not but if I'm right then it's really serious"

Okay so he seemed worried

"Well, how serious do you think it is? And is this a personal matter or a work matter because I need to contemplate my response?"

"Both work and personal. Work because it has elements of criminality but personal because I know the guy and he seems sound... well apart from this"