Louis p.o.v

so i haven't seen harry in about a week. he's been really busy working hard, training for the semi-finals, but i'll be seeing him tonight! i'm so happy. were going on another date.

the thought makes me smile.

i go back to washing down tables when i hear the doorbell ring.

i look up and gasp.

"niall!" i yell with a grin.

the faux blonde looks to me with confusion then grin.

"lou!" he exclaims, walking over and grabbing me in a hug.

niall and i have been friends since we were little. we dated in sixth form, but broke up on mutual decision. we just didn't work that way.

"how ya been?" niall asks in his irish accent.

"i've been good! how about you? how was the fam?" i ask.

niall went to visit his family in ireland a couple weeks ago.

"it was nice. got to have some home cooked food. grams passed though, she had a good life." he says.

i wince. "oh i'm sorry babe." i bring him into a tight hug.

he shrugs.

i hear someone clear their throat from behind. it startles me and i turn.

harry is standing there with his gym bag, hand on his hip, and a small jealous look on his face.

"can i help you mate?" niall asks a little protectively.

i whack him to the stomach lightly. "niall." i scold.

he looks at me with a 'what?' face.

i walk over to harry. "hey babe." i smile. "harry this is niall, a childhood friend of mine. niall this is harry, my boyfriend." i still love saying that.

"oh! sorry mate, nice to meet you." naill says, going back to his cheery self and raising his hand for a handshake.

harry smiles raising his hand as well. "nice to meet you to." he turns to look at me, wrapping his arm around my waist. "you ready for our date?"

i can't help but grin. "yes. let me clock out and get my stuff yeah? be right back." i peck him on the cheek before running into the back to grab my stuff.

after saying goodbye to niall and promising to tell him everything later, harry and i leave for our date.

"so how have you been princess?" harry asks as he pulls the chair out from the table for me.

i blush at the name and smile at the gesture. "i've been okay. work has been boring like usual. eleanor and i went shopping the other day." i say as i sat down.

"oh yeah? what did you buy?" harry asks as he sits across from me.

"some clothes, makeup the usual. oh and a few special pieces i think you would like in particular. if you want to come over tonight i can model them for you." i say quietly, taking a sip from my water.

harry chokes on some water in surprise, his eyes widening. i smirk.

harry regains himself then looks down. "i would love for you to do that for me," he smiles. "But i have training really early tomorrow so i don't think it'd be the best idea."

i frown a little. "thats all you've been doing lately." i say. "you've been training everyday or have been too tired for us to do anything. this is our first date in two months."

"i know. i'm sorry."

the rest of dinner was in silence until harry dropped me back at my flat.

"i'm sorry that i've been training so much. this tournament means a lot to me and i really want to win." harry says while i unlock my door.

"i know, and i'm happy for you, i really am, but i really don't think this is fair to me." i say in a whisper.