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.