Lumière // h.s

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Cait's POV

When we finally stopped shooting it was 4:30. I was so tired, they'd made me and Sam walk around everywhere to 'capture what was needed'. What I needed was to go to bed.

Sam was a nice guy, he was easy to work with and nice to talk to. Throughout the day we spoke about our lives, I asked about his girlfriend - she's a Victoria's Secret model and lives in LA, he lives in London so they work out with long distance.

Sam asked me about Harry, and how we work and what it's like dating someone in that industry.

Sam had lunch with Harry and I, they got on rather well and I think Harry felt a bit guilty about being upset that I was working with him when he realised that a) Sam had a girlfriend he loves a lot and b) he isn't a bad guy, at all.

"This place is beautiful." I smile looking around, I was surprised Harry wanted to go out for dinner after everything that's been going on recently with fans and the media, I was happy to just stay in and order room service - Harry insisted we go out as it's Paris the city of love. The restaurant was traditionally french, chandeliers hung low, expensive wine glasses and the finest of foods served.

"You should of invited Sam." There was something to his voice, it wasn't a genuine or nice comment. He said it to mean something - almost as if he wanted to get to me.

I bit into my bread. "What's that supposed to mean?"

He looks away, sipping his wine slowly. "Nothing."

"You don't like Sam?" I ask feeling like I was treading on egg shells.

"You do?"

I shrug. "He was nice to work with."

"Work with him again?"

I frowned. "Are you jealous Harry?"

He scoffed.

"You are, aren't you?" I smirk.

He looks away again.

"Babe, you don't need to be jealous. I mean.. it's cute that you are but, I only have eyes for you."

"Heart eyes emoji?" He smirked.

I rolled my eyes at his childish comment, "Yes."

"I'm glad I'm in Paris with you."

"Ditto. You saw me at work today, tomorrow I see you at work."

"You're coming to a show?" He asks hopefully.

I nod. "My flights right after but I wanted to see you.. you fly away again too."

"Yeah," He swallows.

"Where do you go after?"

"Amsterdam,"

"Amsterdam, hmm?" I smirk. "No funny business." I wink.

Harry laughs. "I won't have time to do funny business."

So if he did have time, he would?

I let the sinking feeling pass taking hold of Harry's hand.

"When.. when will I see you next?"

He swallows, "I'll be gone 3 weeks, then home for 3 weeks,"

I guess that's not too bad.

"When's your next shoot?"

I shrug swallowing some carrot, "Catherine's sorting out my schedule. She said after today I'll be fully booked 'til christmas. Apparently."

"Once people see you, everyone designer will want you."

I roll my eyes. "I'm just happy doing what I'm doing."

"Spoken to louis?"

I shake my head. "Not since the wedding," I say softly. "Have you?"

"I've had to, he was okay, a little awkward but, I think if we both speak to him tomorrow.."

"Yeah, we.. we can do that."

He squeezes my hand. "Hey, you've got me, we're in this. Together, right?"

I nod. "Right."

Together. I smile, together.