Detective Malik (Z.M Fanfic)

Chapter 11.

"Louis?" I question walking into the kitchen. Louis is in his pajamas standing in front of the stove making breakfast for the both of us. He turns around with his spatula in his right hand. He has crazy bed hair, dark circles under his eyes, and a bit of stubble on his face.

"Yeah?" He questions running a hand through his messy bed hair.

"Do you know where Des Styles lives at?" I ask while grabbing a carton of juice from the fridge, and a glass cup from the cupboard; pouring the juice into it.

"I think he lives here in Holmes chapel not too far from us." He says turning around and serving the food into two plates. He hands me a plate and I smile. Bacon and eggs, my favorite. I take a seat on a stool at the island. Louis does the same but sits opposite to me. "You have suspicion on him?" He questions shoving a forkful of eggs into his mouth and chewing thoughtfully.

"I'm a detective, I have suspicion under everyone remember?" I smile at him before taking a sip of my orange juice.

He lightly chuckles taking a sip from his juice as well. "Good point."

"So did you get enough last night? You look like shit." I lightly laugh taking a big bite out of my bacon.

"Yeah, couldn't sleep a wink, I kept on hearing some sort of beeping in my room." He shrugs taking a bite of bacon.

"Beeping?" I raise up my eyebrow. He nods. "Weird."

"I know right." He says. "So what's the plan for today?"

"Mmm.. Well who have we not yet interviewed?"

"Harry's father."

"Then that's what we're going to do today." I say grabbing my empty Plate and walking over to the sink and setting it down. "We'll leave once, we're finished getting ready." I say as I walk up the stairs and into the bathroom.

I strip out of my clothes and step into the shower. The hot water relaxing my muscles and relaxing some stress.

After my quick shower, I put on a suit and an gray over coat on top of it. I style up my hair into a perfect Quiff after brushing my teeth.

"You ready?" I call over to Louis, while he walks out of the room putting his coat on.

"Yup let's go."

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Turns out Des' Flat wasn't too far from ours, it took a 15 minute drive. Louis closes his door and begins to walk to des' flat. I close my door as well and lock the car.

I take one more drag of my Cigaret before dropping it onto the cement floor and stomping on it.

I proceed to make my way into Des' flat, with Louis by my side.

I knock on the door 3 times. Now Louis and I are waiting, for the door to open patiently.

"So do you got your questions ready for him?" He asks. I nod.

"Yeah, just your typical questions." I shrug. "So what do you think about the rest of the people we've interviewed.

"I honestly don't know." He sighs scratching behind his head. "They all seem innocent to me."

"I guess so, but there has to be someone." I say biting my lip. Suddenly the door opens.

"May I help you?" A tall man asks. He looks a lot like Harry.

"Um good morning morning Mr. Styles. I am Detective Malik, and this is my assistant Louis Tomlinson, and we're here to interview you about the black manor case."

"Oh." He says stepping out of the door frame. "Come in."

We all walk in and take a seat in the dinning room.

"So ask away." He smiles a small smile.

"Where were you that weekend?"

"I was here in my flat." He answers smoothly.

"Do you have an alibi?"

"No."

I scribble it down on my note pad.

"How are yours and Harry's relationship?"

Des frowns and looks down. "Not as strong as it used to."

"How?"

"We used to be together all the time.. But when that man Robin moved into the picture, he stopped talking to me, and started treating Robin more like his dad than I."

Louis moves in his seat.

"Can you tell us about Robin?" I now question.

"He's your average "Mr. Perfect." He rolls his eyes." Everyone absolutely loves him."

"Do you know anyone who might've had a motive to harm Harry and his friends?" He looks in deep thought.

"I don't know who would ever try and harm my son, and his friends." He frowns. "I've meet his friends, ever since they were little, none of them could harm a fly." He pauses. "Whoever harmed my son and his friends, deserve everything they're going to get."

I nod. "That's what we are trying to do sir." I lightly smile at him. "I think that's all the questions we have here today." I say standing up from my chair and Louis does the same.

"Wait." He says standing up from his chair. "I think I know a motive someone would've had against Harry."

"What is it?" I ask.

"He's gay, and a few people would always pick on him for that."

"Hmm." I hum. "Thank you, you just helped us gain one more step closer to solving this case." I smile.

"One more thing." He says. "I know you probably think I'm guilty like every other detective who ever tried to solve this case, but please believe me that I am not guilty, I would never harm Harry in anyway possible, especially not kill someone."

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"So Harry's gay!" Louis cheers but then clears his throat, regaining his posture.

"Someone seems excited." I smirk.

"I uh... Fine." He sighs. "I kinda like him alright?"

I wiggle my eyebrows at him. "Cuties." I wink.

"Oh shut up." He scoffs. "I can see you're talking like a teenage girl again?" He laughs.

"Hey, my sisters were visiting me last month as I said before, their girl language rubbed off on me." I shrug.

"Sure." He says and roll my eyes. "So what do you think about Des?"

"Well, he has no alibi, he has a motive, and well, so far all evidence is pointing to him." I say.

"So do you think he could be the murder?" Louis asks turning a right on the road.

"I'm not sure but.. Something just doesn't seem right here.. I don't know if he could be, he might have a motive, but the motive just isn't strong enough for murder."

"True." He says.

"But I have my suspicions under Liam after what Robin said."

"Yeah, he seems kinda off now that I think about it.. Especially the calls at 3 am he supposedly got that night."

"Exactly." I say. "We should talk to Liam."

"Should we go now?" Louis asks looking over to me. I nod.

"Yeah, let's go."

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