part 3

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Louis' P.O.V

I decided to take Amber out to her favorite place ever, Captain Cats, a seafood place. When we got there, I showed the lady my I.D. and she led us to a table towards the back so no one would bother us.

"I love this place." Amber said, smiling at me.

"I know! Thats why I too you." I laughed and she lightly hit my arm. This is another reoson why I love her, we can be ourselves around eachother, knowing that we wont judge eachother. Shes just a naturally great person.

Amber's P.O.V.

I stared down at  the pretty large menu. They had so much stuff that I couldn't choose over! FInally I decided what I wanted. The waitress came over and she was really pretty. About Louis and I's age. She eye'd Louis up and down and a feeling of jealousy shot through my body. Louis looked at her, and I could tell that he did not like her like that, but I still felt jealous. She smiled at Louis.

"Hi my name is Hailey and I will be your server. May I start you with a drink and Appetizer?" She didn't even look in my direction, like I was invisible. Louis looked over to me and I shot him a quick smile. He nodded, knowing what appetizer to get.

"I would like a coke, and the appetizer would be stuffed clams please." Louis said so politelly, yet cute. She girl nodded and then looked at me like she was gunna take the pen she was writing with and stab me.

"And what would you want?" she said, so boringly.

"Rasberry Iced Tea, please." I smiled fakely. She jotted down what I wrote and smiled once again at Louis before strutting away. Hailey. I will remember that.

"I will be right back, Im going to the bathroom." Louis told me and got up. I saw Hailey stare at him and when he disapeered into the mens restroom, she quickly walked over with two drinks.

"You do not deserve him, slut." She said, shoking me a bit. I glared at her.

"We are not dating, slut." I spat at her. She evily smiled.

"Good, he wouldn't like you anyways." I was starting to hate this girl more.

"Same to you! He would never, ever date a whore like you." I smiled to myself, because she looked pretty hurt there. But then she smirked.

"We will see about that." Before I could answer, she walked away, A million thoughts running through my mind.

Harry's P.O.V.

I was sitting at the edge of my bed, biting my nails, waiting for Amanda to text me. FInally, my phone lit up.

Hey, Its amanda.

-Hey, thought you werent gunna text me haha, x

Haha, why wouldn't I? (:

- :P So what are you doing tomorrow, love?

Well, I am off from work, so nothing!

-Good, want to hang out?

Sure, when and where?

-Come by my place, 121 Calebreigh Road. and at 6:00pm?

Okay, but how do I get there? haha (:

-Make a right from the street where the Starbucks is, Then at the end of that street, make a left, then my street is the first right!

Thanks(: I gotta go, c'ya tomorrow.

-Okay, c'ya tomorrow love xx

That was easier than I thought.

Louis' P.O.V.

Before I sat back down to Amber and I's booth, the waitress handed me a slip. It said:

Hey, text me some time(; ***-***-****     xx, Hailey.

I smiled at her, and shoved the paper in my pocket. She was pretty, but nothing compared to Amber. I decided to text her later though, to not get her hopes up. Also, she seemed nice, and I know Amber would not date me so, why not? I sat back down and Amber's face was flushed.

"Whats wrong?" I asked.

"Nothing," She started, "Just hungry." I gave her a weird look. Hailey came back with our appetizers and then asked what we wanted to order. I gesured my hand towards Amber, for her to order first.

"Can I pleae have crab cakes?" she whispered, not even looking at Hailey. Hailey grunted and wrote down her order, and then turned to me and winked. 

"And can I have Lobster Bisk?" Hailey bent down close to my ear.

"Anything you want, babe." With that, she walked away. 

(15 minutes later, Still Louis' P.O.V.)

We got our food and Amber was kinda quiet, we had some tiny conversations but that was it. We finally finished and got in the car. It was a silent drive home.

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