Description - you and Harry are finally going public with your relationship - on national TV
Today was the day that you and Harry were going to announce your relationship publicly.
You were shit scared even though you knew that the fans had already sussed out what was going on, and the tabloids had been following you two closely for months. You were scared of what people would say when there's no more speculating relationship rumours, anymore, and realisation hits people that Harry was no longer on the market.
Harry was going on the Graham Norton Show this evening and you were going along with him. You had a seat reserved next to Gemma in the front row of the audience. You had never been to one of Harry's interviews before, let alone on a national TV show in which Harry was going to announce your relationship status on.
You were currently watching Harry get everything he needed before your two headed out. Harry was taking you out for dinner before the show because he wanted to treat you. You teased him that it was your last night of freedom but he didn't really take it as a joke, but instead got upset about it. He felt bad for putting you in the fore front of the world of fame but you assured him that it really didn't matter to you.
Only he mattered.
You had put on a short, black, flowy dress with a pair of black, suede heels. You also had a black cardigan to layer on top of your dress, considering it was a chilly evening. Harry was already wearing his suit for the show later on this evening. It was a black fitted suit, with a white shirt underneath and a pair of smart black shoes.
"Someone looks very handsome this evening!" You teased him. He looked at you with a smile on his face. He grabbed onto your waist and lifted you up, spinning you around him for a second.
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"Someone doesn't look too bad themselves. " He replied and you pouted because he was being mean to you. "Oh who am I kidding you look absolutely stunning, my love!" You laughed and leaned up to give him a kiss, which he accepted. He took hold of your hand and pulled you towards the front door. You grabbed the house key and you handbag and then left.
You locked the front door as Harry reversed your car out of the garage. You got into the passenger seat and assisted Harry in moving through the electric gates because they sometimes decided to play up. One time, they suddenly swung back on your car and left a nice, big dent in your cars bumper.
Once you were off your drive you made your way, through the as ever busy streets of London, to Covent Garden where you had a reservation at a restaurant. It was a little Italian which you and Harry always end up going to on date night.
Harry buttoned up his suit jacket, after he'd parked the car in the car park, and came around to your side of the car, to help you and your 4 inch high heels out of the car. Harry took your hand and led you to into the restaurant.
"Evening Mr Styles. Reservation for two I presume?" A man with an Italian accent, like everyone who worked in this restaurant did, handed you both a menu. "This way please."
