Stalking Styles || h.s. + a.i. *Slow Updates*

Chapter 3

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~*Ashton's POV*~

"Detective Irwin speaking" I stated as I answered my phone.

"Ashton, where is the information?"

I let out a groan and put my head between my knees. It's been three days since that little encounter with Harry and I haven't gotten any new information.

"I'm sorry, I don't have it all yet."

"We put you on this because you're our best detective."

"I know. I'll get the information."

"Hurry up, Malik doesn't like waiting."

" Wait...Malik? Zayn Malik?"

I started panicking a bit; Zayn Malik was the richest man around. Not to mention the most selfish. Everyone knew to do as he asked because if you didn't, well let's just say it wouldn't end well. He has made sure his ex-employees never got jobs again.

"Yes, you know how he is. Get the information detective." I nodded even though my boss couldn't see me.

"Will do" I hung up and set the phone aside. I wasn't sure how to casually look into his house again. Harry will get suspicious if I fall out of the same tree again. I don't think he believed my little homework story. My stomach growling interrupted my thoughts. Did I feel like making food? No, no I didn't. I grabbed my car keys and went to the store. I strolled through the aisles grabbing a few food items. I should be out of here within a few days.

"Hey! Its Ashton right?" A voice startled me causing me to drop a few cans of soup.

"Shit I'm sorry." The person said again. We both reached down at the same time causing us to hit heads together.

"Fuck!" I groaned.

"I'm sorry." The other boy muttered, I recognized him as Harry's friend.

"It's okay."

"I'm Calum; we met a few days ago."

"Right yeah. Uh nice to see you again mate." I greeted kindly.

"If you're not doing anything, do you want to come over and play some video games or something?" Calum said speaking very fast.

I thought it was a bit childish, but why not have some fun?

"Yeah sure, I need to finish shopping first though." I gestured to my food that has successfully been picked up from the ground.

"Of course, here's my number and just let me know when you're free."

"Sure I will." I laughed and walked away to finish shopping as soon as I had the number in my phone.

I paid for my shopping and drove home. I needed to finish my work, so I got all my notes together and organized them into one new file. When I was finished, I looked at the time and had plenty to spare. I pulled out my phone and scrolled to Calum's contact, typing out a quick text.

To: Calum

I'm free now, I'll head over now if you are too.

From: Calum

Yeah I'm free now. Here's my address:

I put the address into my phone's GPS, seeing it wasn't too far away and I left immediately. I arrive a short time after and walk up to the front door. Calum answered the door almost immediately after I'd knocked, he smiled brightly when he saw me.

"I have many video games that we could play." He beamed and began rambling about lots of titles.

We played video games for hours, it reminded me of playing the same games with Luke, Louis, and Niall.

*Flashback*

"Ha! Suck my dick I beat all your sorry asses again!" Louis yelled and jumped around. You could say he was a bit competitive.

"Rematch" My favourite Irish man said while getting the game ready, again.

"I'm going to get food." Luke said walking out of the room obviously not wanting to play again. He was a bit of a sore loser.

"Aww Lukey, don't be like that." I teased and followed him, only to be punched in the shoulder.

"Don't call me that." He grumbled.

"You'll always be my Lukey." I said in the most annoying voice I could make, as I rubbed my shoulder.

"Stop"

"Aw Lukey" I pouted.

"Ashton" There was a warning tone in his voice even though I knew he wouldn't do anything.

"Love ya Lukey." I grabbed my food and walked back into the room, where Niall and Louis were in a heated argument.

"You totally cheated!" Niall yelled.

"You're just upset because I beat you, again." Louis sounded so smug.

"I almost won but you pushed me over."

Louis scoffed. "I did no such thing."

"Liar!"

"Should we stop this?" Luke asked from beside me.

"No." I simply said smirking slightly.

Niall lunged at Louis and those two got in a wrestling match. I carefully stepped around them and made my way to the couch. I sat down and Luke followed my lead.

"So, who wants to play another round?" I asked.

Both Niall and Louis's heads shot up.

"Me!" They yelled in unison.

*Flashback over*

I started to feel a bit homesick but as I keep reminding myself, I will be home soon. I just need a few more things. It would be good to get some of them from Calum. I hate using him but this is my job.

"So you're good friends with Harry?" I brought it up casually, not wanting to seem obvious.

"Yeah, we've known each other for years." He spoke smiling softly.

"Do you know why he never leaves his house?"

Calum's shoulders stiffened and an uncomfortable look crossed his face. Shit, I messed up.

"That's a bit personal and I'm sure if Harry wanted you to know he'd tell you." Calum said choosing his words carefully.

"Of course, sorry I asked." Dammit. "I should probably get going."

"Already?" Calum looked at the time, it was already midnight. "Oh wow, it is later than I expected."

"See you another time Calum." I said.

"We could, uh, maybe hang out another time soon?" Calum said with a bit of a blush on his cheeks, or maybe I'm imagining it.

"Yeah. It's been fun, goodbye."

"Bye Ash." I froze a bit from the nickname but shook it off and continued to my car. On the way back I drove by Harry's house slowly in case I could see something. I wasn't bothered when I didn't see anything. So I carried on driving, once I got home I went straight to bed and as soon as my head hit the pillow I fell asleep.

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