My finger hovered over the photos app. I couldn't do it. I moved to Instagram. It all felt too wrong. I knew this was technically my job, but it was making me feel bad. I'd talked to Liam and Harry hundreds of times about it and it still got no better.
Something in here could solve the case. It could end this whole thing now. But for some reason every time I thought of it I got a sick feeling in the pit of my stomach.
"Well, what are you waiting for?" Harry asked, nearly snatching the phone from me.
"I can't do it... Every time I get there, I feel like I can't."
"It's not that hard, it's a photos app," Harry argued.
"I don't think you understand. I'm going through a dead person's phone. Do you know how wrong this makes me feel? If I touch that photos app, it's like I'm invading every bit of pivacy this poor man still has left."
"He's dead, Louis! He won't care." Harry's voice shook as he repeated the part about Niall being dead. I know it probably still hurt a lot. "I guess just take a little bit of time. You can't rush too much. But hurry!"
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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...
