"Camille? What do you think of my outfit?" Harry walked out of his dressing room and into the hanging out area where his girlfriend was. Harry was starting to actually like her. He remembered his crush and definitely understood why he liked her so much back then. Camille was very sweet and funny and of course also very beautiful.

"Harry oh my god! I love these pants!" Camille jumped up to give her boyfriend a kiss and look at his outfit up close. Harry was wearing a black blouse with a colourful pair of pants. He liked the outfit a lot and felt like it was perfect to wear when his girlfriend and his best friend were both at the show.

"When is Ariana arriving? I really want to meet her!" Camille said and Harry checked the time. "She should be here in 20 minutes or so."

He wrapped his arms around Camille. Camille looked up and smiled at him. "I love you!"

"Love you too Cami."

Harry was a little bit confused about his own feelings. He started to like Camille which was nice because he was spending a lot of time with her and he didn't feel like he was using her but at the same time he was also still thinking about Ariana a lot.

"Harry? Are you listening to me?" All of the sudden Harry was pulled back into reality and quickly said: "Sorry what did you say?"

"Where are you with your thoughts?" Camille grinned. "Anyways, I was asking if you think Ariana is going to like me."

Harry smiled seeing Camille was actually nervous about Ariana liking her. "Why, do you think she wouldn't like you?"

"No it's just, she is your best friend and I want her to like me you know." Harry grabbed her hands and said: "Camille, Ariana is the sweetest person ever and she loves almost everyone. She is going to like you, you're amazing! And she's probably going to love your accent as well." He joked.

Camille smiled at him and gave him a quick peck on the lips. Harry placed his hands on her cheeks and gave her a long kiss.

I do like her, Harry thought to himself.