CIA || Larry

Prologue

Helloooo, I just wanna say that english is not my first language, and this story is just my story that i wrote in italian on my official account ( Nello_Tostapanello ) and i'm now translating it so bear with me and with my english that could be not one of the best.
this said, I'll leave you to the reading.
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"I'm telling you there's something going on, why won't you listen to me!" Louis was screaming, but could you blame him? He had been screaming for about twenty minutes, but no one wanted to listen to him. Pretty unbearable situation "Liam, you have to believe me"

His boss, Liam Payne, sighed and rested his elbows on his desk "Louis, Felipe Fletch committed suicide, the case is closed, why can't you leave it alone?"

"Because he didn't commit suicide, he was killed, I'm sure of it!"

"Louis" Liam got up from the chair and approached the boy with outlined cheekbones and straight brown hair "Fletch killed himself" his tone was decisive, from someone who didn't accept replies "Stay out of these things, or it will end badly"

"Why don't you even consider the fact that it might not be suicide but murder?" At that moment, Liam's office door opened and none other than Harry Styles entered the room, his arrogance as a veil "Oh, good, he's here too, did you call him?"

"Why am I here?" Harry asked looking at Liam.

"Yes, why is he here?" Louis added, also looking at their boss.

"Because, Louis, you're starting to become one of those people who thinks there's a conspiracy behind everything and I need Harry to keep an eye on you."

"So he's supposed to babysit me?" Liam shrugged and Louis sighed "Okay, fine" then raised his hands in defeat "I'll bring you the evidence"

"If you do something illegal, or-"

"Yeah yeah, I understand," Louis interrupted, walking towards the office door, dodging Harry in the process with a tap on the shoulder.

He turned the doorknob, when "try not to get killed, Louis" he heard Liam's voice say in the background, just as he opened the door "and if you cross the line, I'll arrest you myself"

Louis smirked "that's nice, I love it when you're so affectionate with me" he said sarcastically, leaving that damned office once and for all, walking briskly through the corridors of the English headquarters of his workplace, the main headquarters of the CIA. He entered a room, the storage room, if you could call it that, and ran towards one of the many tables, a file on top of it. He then heard the door open and footsteps approach him "if you're Zayn and you're trying to make me come to my senses, you can go fuck yourself, if you're Liam, you can go fuck yourself too, if you're Niall, yhis isn't really the-"

"It's me" Louis looked up for a few seconds and groaned at the voice and image of Harry, standing in front of him "what were you and Liam talking about earlier?"

Harry approached the table, looking at the files curiously "nothing that concerns you"

The other shrugged and moved closer and closer "Are you working on a case?" Louis shook his head "can I find out the details? I could help, I haven't had a real case for a long time and chasing hitmen has become quite boring" the major sighed and passed the file to Harry, who took it in hand "what is this about?"

"Have you seen the news lately?"

"Boring"

"Filipe Fletch is dead"

"Oh, yes, I've heard of it" nodded the curly one "the death of a minister doesn't go unnoticed for long, especially if it was a suicide"

"That's exactly what-" Louis closed his eyes, shaking his head and reopening them immediately after "look at the crime scene photos, tell me what you notice is strange"