"Go to the room love, wait for me there." Harry says letting go of your hand, letting you walk towards the exit with your camera hanging around your neck.

You've been the photographer for the famous band "Duplicity" for a few months now, and for just a few months you've been dating, or at least you think so, the band's lead singer, Harry Styles. Who at first didn't want to see you at all, but I guess you've ended up gaining his trust.

You arrive at the hotel and go straight up to Harry's room, taking the key out of your back pocket and opening the door. No one had prepared you enough for what you saw next. The floor was covered in blood and you decided to follow the trail of the red liquid, knowing that what you were going to find was nothing good. A dead body. You couldn't even react, the door was still open, the only thought that came to your mind was to run, but instead you turned on your camera and took a picture of the crime scene.

"I thought we agreed to go to your room..." you heard his voice behind you, not wanting to even turn your head. "Well, it seems we have a problem now."