imagine harry doing one of those interviews with oprah or something & he's talking about his career and everything and the person asks him about his love life and he gets that stupid dorky smile on his face and he doesn't say your name or anything. all he says is "yeah there's someone special in my life. she's a very smart, funny, wonderful person and she puts up with my corny jokes" and every interview since everytime someone brings you up he gets all flustered and gets that full smile and gah
Maybe it’s one of the rare times he speaks openly about the relationship, because you two had discussed the possibility of losing a bit of privacy, while sprawled out on his couch last Wednesday. He had voiced his concern about not having enough privacy between you and the world, but you had made it clear that you didn’t mind if he mentioned it. Everyone knew, already, anyway.
And so Harry’s at the interview, and Oprah’s being Oprah which is just so lovely already, and she’s asking him how he stays so humble.
He’s got that lop-sided smile growing on his face, always pleased to hear that, even though he’s trying to (humbly) shake his head no.
“What are three things in your life that help keep you grounded, make you successful?“
“My family,” he begins, nodding once as he counts them off. “-my missus, and my fans.” The shit-eating grin is back, it’s still a tad surreal for him that people dash out to buy his music, listen to it, and love it.
And from there Oprah’s asking questions about you because everyone knows your name, you’ve taken the stardom with grace and try to speak out a lot about various charities and organizations. Oprah doesn’t get much though, just vague laughs and attempts at curving the question into one of the organizations you work for.
“She’s great, isn’t she?” and his smirk is growing, because yeah you’re amazing and the idea you love him still blows his mind daily, “She’s really, really, a wonderful person and I can’t imagine having anyone else by my side.”