She’s a professional tennis player. She started dating Harry two years ago when she met him at one of her matches and he was as supportive as a real man can be when it comes to the woman he loves.

He was now at one of those matches, a very important one since the winner would be at the finals in a month. The sun was burning hot in Los Angeles and the court was full of people that was watching silently at the ball going back and forth between the players, the sound of it piercing everyone’s ears at the bleachers.

Harry was watching her with his arms crossed as he chewed on his bottom lip, his sunglasses reflecting the sun as his eyes went back and forth under it. When she hit the ball and made the point he stood up clapping hard and smiling.

“That’s my baby!” He yelled with a smile, his laugh coming through as he looked at her with happiness and pride. Not even his tight schedule as a singer would stop him from supporting her on such important matches like this one.