L'Avocat

Chapter 1

Louis POV

I led the clown, also known as Harry, inside my not so little, very poorly decorated living room. I sat down, grabbed my cuppa and started watching my favorite show, momentarily forgetting about the costumed guy staring at my house in awe. When he cleared his throat I remember I had guests so I turned to look at him and, again, tried to suppress my laughter with no luck this time.

"Sorry, you look just ridiculous. Take a sit, I'll bring you a cup of tea. Since you're very early *I glared at him* I'll watch the show first, then we can talk. If you get bored you hide it, I ain't no babysitter." As I said the last part I started walking towards the kitchen to grab another cup of tea for the weirdo, making sure not to add sugar or anything to sweeten it. What? Sugar destroys the flavor.

When I got back I found the walking avocado sitting weirdly on the couch. I looked at him with a questioning look because what the fuck?

"You alright? You look...weird. Here's your tea by the way, don't drop the cup, I only have 9 more and my mom gave them to me so I am in no way allowed to break them." Stern face mode on, this guy needs to understand he is not to break my shit.

"Yeah...yeah, just uncomfortable. The costume you know." He said with an embarrassed smile (understandable, I'd look like a ripe tomato if I was dressed like that) and took a sip of the tea. Then spat it. All over my coffee table.

"WHAT THE FUCK?!" We screamed at the same time. I was fuming while he was cooling his tongue and...trying to wipe the taste off? Dear lord give me patience.

"I'm so sorry the tea was too hot and why is it so bitter? Who the hell drinks their tea like that?"

Oh damn, this guy is not just dead, his body is already burnt, weird costume as well.

"I do, and the last time I checked it's my house, my tea, my rules. You follow them without protesting. Let's just start the appointment, I'm not in the mood for Housewives anymore." And with that I sat down with tea still dripping from the table. I'll clean it up later. At least the cup is okay.

"Okay, alright, sorry." He said. And them he mumbled something under his breath and giggled. Again.

"I'll not start with your audacity again because I'm more than done with your very inappropriate behavior. I need a lawyer to win a case on theft and 2nd degree murder. Yes, I am the criminal. Yes, I committed those crimes. And yes, I do have a good reason. No I don't have proof besides my words. Can you win the case? Yes or no, no buts."

The guy stared at me with a shocked expression, backed away a tiny bit, had fright in his eyes and started shacking.

"I uhm, I guess I could try. Are there any witnesses?"

Is he deaf or what?

"I already said there's no proof, do you want me to write it down for you? And calm the fuck down, I'm not going to kill you."

"I don't know if I am able to do this. I'm sorry I-"

"Good, then get out and stop wasting my time, I need to find a GOOD lawyer to get me out of this as your green ass is apparently unable of finishing such task. Have a great day advertising avocado toast for whatever company you're working for. Bye bye." And with that said I pushed him out of the house and close the door behind him just as he was about to say something.

Right as I was about to call Liam and announce him he needs to buy plane tickets the door opened. The audacity the guacamole granny has never fails to surprise me.

"I did not come over here-"

I, once again, threw him out with a last middle finger and this time firmly locked the door right before he finished the sentence. Some people just don't know how to take a rejection.

I took my phone out and called my dear idiot of a brother. Of course he answered on the first ring, goody two shoes he is.

"Sooooooooooo, how was it?" He asked with excitement in his voice. I can literally hear his smile. *inserts eye roll*

"I'm way too done with life for your happiness. The guy came dressed as an avocado HOURS before the appointment, SPAT tea all over my table AND said he is unable of winning this case. So, in conclusion, morning or evening tickets? You're getting here tomorrow, no buts or I come there and kick your butt, with or without house arrest. The police officers can tag along if they wish."

"LOUIS! What did you do to the guy? I am really sorry but I can't help you! I'm in the middle of a case back here in London, I can't just come to Caen, people need me!"

"And I need you, you dumb fuck! I can't just trust this clown to solve this especially when he is unable of being serious. I don't have time for experiences Liam, I'm in deep shit this time. I might just call Niall, he's studying law right? Maybe he could help me, because unlike some people, he cares about his friends and family."

"Come on Lou, don't be like this."

"Goodbye Liam." And with that I hang up before he can protest further more. I sincerely cannot believe he would just give me to that Harry guy, like I'm some sort of joke. As selfish as it sounds, I need Liam to do this and some random british/french guy, coming here like at a costume party will not change it.

I was interrupted from my thoughts by a cough. I slowly turned around and found the Harry guy, this time dressed like a normal human being, looking at me with a sympathetic look on his face.

"Are you okay? I'm sorry for earlier, the costume and shit, I usually like to do this joke with most of my clients since it lightens the mood, guess it wasn't a good idea." He says with a light laugh.

"First of all, of course I'm fine, and even if I wasn't, I wouldn't just dump my problems on you. And how the fuck did you get into my house?" I just realized I locked the door yet this guy is here. In front of me. Alive.

"You're crying and Liam told me where you keep your spare keys and made me break into your house and sort this out or something. I guess we could try to go over this again, maybe without weird costumes and bad tea parties."

Aaaand the guy is right, I'm crying. Fuck it, I'm a man, embrace your sensitivity and cry like a real man.

With that said I broke down into tears.

"Liam doesn't *hiccup* love me. And *hiccup* he's giving me to you because *hiccup* I'm too much of a drama queen *hiccup* and a burden. *hiccup*"

"Are you alright?" Harold said with a concerned look on his face.

"Yep, I'm fine now, just had a casual, very manly, mental breakdown. I suppose we could talk like two adults this time, I guess." I said wiping my tears and gathering myself from the floor. Get your shit together Louis, you're 25.

"That would be great, thank you! Liam will be so happy to hear!" He replied in a cheerful tone and with a dimpled smile.

"Yayy, woohoo. Come here already, there's a lot of shit YOU need to figure out if you're going to be my lawyer and I expect you to do it right because I'm not paying you for nothing, understood? Understood."

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Ok so a bit of cliffhanger here? No? Okay... Pretty lame chapter if you ask me but it's more of a filler if you ask me. I'm thinking of some kind of adventure shit, I think I got the plot and it's a pretty good one so yeah.

Also, Louis is 25, Harry is 23 and the action is happening around september/august. Louis is in Caen (a small french town), I imagine he was hiding there for but he got caught and now he's stuck there so yeah. They're both british. Liam is Louis' stepbrother but their parents divorced so they are brothers but at the same time they're not. I just see those two as brothers, pranks, laughs, shit like that. Zayn is Liam's assistant (no, not Veronica) and Niall is a law student, befriended Liam in uni since they went to the same one but Liam already graduated. It'll most probably have Niam as side ship and I'll maybe also give Zayn a partner but I'm focusing on Louis and Harry and character development for both of them.

Anyway,vote, comment and enjoy x

Have a great day!

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