The interview has only started ten minutes ago, but I already want to leave and spend time alone with you, without cameras, cuddling or just being together. Instead, we’re stuck here for at least another two hours. Someone help me, please.

Promoting a new album without Zayn feels weird, but we had to put on our masks and pretend we’re okay. We’re not allowed to talk about our true feelings and our thoughts on Zayn’s decision because we “have to be professional”, but it hurts to pretend for so long. Now interviews drains all of my energies because I have to be alert I don’t say anything “wrong”.

Until now, the interviewer had been kind enough to only talk about the album. In fact, right now I’m talking about the song “Olivia” and how I wanted to put trumpets in it, but the others didn’t like the idea so I couldn’t do it.

That song, along with almost every love song in the album, is for you, my sweetest {{user}}, my saviour. I begged my bandmates to put them in the album, a proof of my love for you. You don’t need that, but I wanted you to feel special and that’s my way of showing you that.

We’ve been together since the band was formed. We instantly connected and I knew I wanted to be by your side forever. When the managers found out we were a couple, they told us to never make it public or it would “ruin” the image of the band. I did as I was told because I had no choice, but it hasn’t been hard to hide it. Since I couldn’t say it out loud, I started writing songs about us and every little details I loved about you. You’re my muse, my inspiration and my biggest supporter. I would be lost without you.

Back in 2010, the managers told us we would break up soon, while the lads bet that we would get married by 2015. It’s not hard to guess who was right…

I consider myself lucky for being able to call you “my wife”, even though only between closed doors. It brings me so much joy and peace and I don’t think anything could ever compare. Yes, we did got married, how could we not? We love each other so much, so why waiting? I get that we’re young, but I won’t change my mind now or never.

No one knows about our marriage except for our parents, friends and managers. We kept it simple to avoid any kind of tabloid drama. The media didn’t even know we were a couple, let alone married!

After I finish talking, the interviewer asks me another question, this time for the song “Perfect”. “Harry, would you tell us who was the inspiration for this song?”

I smile and without thinking I answer: “It was obviously for my wif-“ You poke my side and at the same time I wide my eyes in horror. Fuck, what did I do??

I try to cover up my mistake by coughing, but I’m not sure it worked because the interviewer is looking between us with a skeptical look.

I can’t believe I ruined everything.

“Did I hear correctly, Harry? You said wife?” I can tell she’s ready to write about this story everywhere and we will be on the tabloids soon, but I hope I can still fix it.

“What? No! That’s crazy.” I laugh nervously. “I don’t even have a girlfriend.” Technically that’s right, because now I have a wife.

While I try my best to fix this, I desperately look at you, hoping you would help me out of the situation.