"But, sir! I-I still have-"
"Leave it, Tomlinson. No more. You're off the case and I've been set to work on it myself."
Clearly, Sargent Malik had forgotten about the fact that he gave me Niall Horan's phone. I shrugged off my anger, pushing harshly through the office door. I was tired. I don't think I realized exactly just how tiring it would be to look through a dead person's phone.
Niall was a young lad. He had a dog that he'd got from the streets and an obvious attraction to his best friend Liam. His phone is full of pictures of the guy, his background, a photo of the two cuddling.
"Oh and Tomlinson?"
I stopped, looking up at my boss.
"Give me that look one more time and I'll fire you then and there."
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FanfictionIn which Niall is dead and Louis is the officer who ends up trying to solve the case. He gets in contact with Niall's best friends, Harry (who was hopelessly in love with Niall but ended everything on horrid terms with him) and Liam (who loved Niall...
