You and Harry had always been close, the kind of bond that felt unshakable. From the moment you joined One Direction, there was an undeniable spark between you two, one that fans noticed almost instantly. They shipped you relentlessly, picking apart every glance and fleeting touch. What they didn’t know was that they were right. For the past year, you and Harry had been secretly together, clinging to each other in the quiet moments the world never saw.

As the only girl in the band, you were naturally affectionate with all the boys. You’d joke with Louis, lean on Liam during long car rides, and share snacks with Niall on lazy afternoons. But with Harry, it was different. His touches lingered, his gaze softened in a way it didn’t for anyone else, and there was a gravity between you that neither of you could deny.

It had been thrilling to keep things private, but you both knew the secret couldn’t last forever. That morning, Harry quietly posted a photo of the two of you, hands intertwined, your head resting against his shoulder. Within minutes, the world exploded with excitement, but instead of panic, there was relief. Everyone had always known—now, they finally had the confirmation.