Married To A Serial Killer

CHAPTER TWO: Cancel My Suspicion

We were back from our honeymoon in Thailand now, and everything was swell.
Jet lag had just passed and me and Harvey were as happy as ever.
It was Monday morning and I'd just dragged myself out of bed, put on my makeup and got ready to grab a Starbucks. Me and Harv were both off work today so the plan was, buy a Starbucks, and visit some friends.
Harvey was a singer you see, and he was literally best friends with a band called "RoadTrip". I'd never met them before but Harvey speaks highly of them. Although I have watched some vlogs, and if I must say, Rye Beaumont is fine as hell.

"Morning babe." Harvey smiled and kissed my forehead as he rolled out of bed.

"HaRvEy get dressed! We have to go soon. Can't leave Rye waiting." I replied with a wink.

Harvey just pulled a face and got dressed, he grabbed the keys and we headed out.

"Dibs NOT driving!" I laughed and sprinted to the passenger seat.

"Goddammit Sophia" Harvey said, laughing and shaking his head as he got in the drivers seat.

The car journey was quick, turns out they only lived a few miles east from us--- and wow their house was huge. I mean, it had to be for five guys right ((badum tshh)). Their garden was amazing, one of them must have taken a LOT of pleasure in it. Probably Andy. We pulled up outside and four of the five guys burst out the front door to greet us.

A short guy with blonde hair came up to me, pulling me into a hug before holding out his hand.

"Andy, Andy Fowler." He smiled as he introduced himself.

Next was the other blonde, slightly taller, slightly more muscular. As he walked up to me he had sort of a .... A creepy school girl smile. I tried to hold back my laugh when he greeted me and also pulled me into a hug.

"Brooklyn Wyatt." He grinned.

A taller guy with brown hair now approached me, softly smiling and hugging me.

He spoke with an Irish accent, "Hello miss lady, Jack Duff."

"Hey don't be ruDe babe!" Brooklyn snapped.

I giggled at this and assumed they were a thing as they then stood together, arms wrapped round eachother.

The fourth guy came up to me, bright blue eyes and curly black hair. He winked at me but Harvey gave him a death stare in which he immediately stopped and just hugged me. I rolled my eyes over at Harvey who simply just went back to his conversation with Andy.

"Mikey Cobban." He nervously said.

I smiled a sigh of relief, that must be all of them.

"Hey guys I'm sopppphh......." I trailed off as I saw a literal god appear from the doorway.
He smirked and leaned on the car.

"Carry on love." He grinned, his teeth glistening in the sun, his curly fluffy brown hair bouncing in the wind. I couldn't concentrate. He literally called me 'love'.

I shook my head - 'no no no no no no no' I thought. You're married to Harvey, literally the most talented singer on the planet... Then again you haven't heard Rye sing-- NO NO.
You. Are. Married.

I looked up and inhaled..

"My name's Sophia.." I couldn't keep my eyes off him, and I think Harvey noticed..