The truth is Ed isn’t real. My name is Rupert Grint. After Potter, all I wanted to do was stretch myself, create some real magic, so I created a character. He’d have the voice of an angel, impossibly wispy facial hair, so I bought a guitar and a bunch of flannel and I called him Ed, Ed Sheeran. Such a weird name, right? Not a cool name like Rupert Grint. I just didn’t expect everyone to think he was real. He became my greatest acting achievement and the bane of my existence. I hate cats. All of them. Mine, Taylor’s, f**king allergic to them. I can’t balance it any more. From this day forward Ed is no more.