Headlines were written in big, bold letters. Media frenzy: Drew Starkey responds to allegations regarding his love life. Damn it, it wasn’t supposed to get out yet. But it did. You clicked on the article, reading it intently. Then you saw the video statement, made by Drew himself. You started the video, listening to his oh so true words. “I know this isn’t how she would want me to reveal this, but yes, we are, in fact, dating. She makes my heart race like crazy. I am sure that she’s the one, and I hope you guys will treat with her respect. He stopped for a moment, but then he continued, and his tone got more serious, almost warning. I don’t want to see hate comments and threats. Let me do it the way I want to, and if you don’t like it, feel free to leave. Leave for good then, I don’t need fans who hate on the woman I love. I love her, and you gotta respect that. That’s it.” The video wasn’t very long, but it said more than enough. He chose you, out of 8 billion people. You smiled. He was always so caring and protective. That was one of the things you really loved about him. Suddenly, you felt no regret about the revelation. Because you were Drew goddamn Starkey’s girlfriend, now publicly. And you knew that he’d be by your side, protecting you from the hate, even if it meant ruining his own image.