Harry's P.O.V
"Harry?"
"Hm?"
"Don't let go." She whispered into my collarbone
"Wouldn't dream of it." I said and tightened my arms around her.
It had been two days since we announced that we got married and for the fans, Tahira had uploaded a few more wedding pictures. And right now, we were about to go on stage for an interview John had arranged for us because of the amount of requests Tahira and I were getting. Everyone wanted the first chance to get an inside scoop on our marriage.
Tahira was a bundle of shaking nerves in my arms. She was just discovering that she had stage fright and we had to go on stage in five minutes. I rubbed my hands on her back, trying to calm her down
"There's no need to be nervous, I'll be there with you the whole time. Right beside you." I whispered into her ear and she nodded slowly, her hands balling up on my back and shoulder before relaxing it from their fists. "Better?" I asked but didn't stop rubbing her back
"Yeah... Thanks." She whispered and I smiled, giving her a small kiss on her cheek "No need to thank. I'll always be there for you." I said and she smiled up at me, resting her forehead against my neck and let out a sigh.
From the corner of my eyes, I saw one of the staff members, motioning for that we had to go and I nodded at him so he left. I pulled back, holding her hands in mine and looking at her in the eyes "We need to go now. Don't get nervous alright? I'll be right beside you the whole time." I said and she nodded, squeezing my hands in hers and I smiled, pulling her along with me towards where we had to enter the stage from.
"Please put your hands together for the newly married couple! Harry Styles and Tahira!" Our interviewer called out and I walked forward on the stage with a grin on my lips and waved to the audience with one hand while the other held Tahira's.
As we turned towards the interviewer, I felt Tahira's grip on my hand tighten when we were greeted by the same interviewer who hadn't stopped touching me after the GMA interview. But this time, she was the only interviewer present.
I rubbed my thumb on the back of her hand, trying to tell her not to worry and her grip relaxed slightly. We sat down on the couch, Tahira taking the seat between us. The interviewers smile dropped a little when she realised I wasn't sitting near her unlike last time. I gave the interviewer a small (fake) smile
"Thanks for inviting us." I said and she smiled at me widely
"Let get to the interview now. How long have both been married?" She asked, getting straight down to business. I looked down at our intertwined hands, and a smile came on my lips.
"Four months. Almost five now." Tahira said and I looked at her to see that she was already looking at me with a smile. I smiled back at her and pulled our intertwined hands on my thigh.
We didn't notice the interviewer giving us a strange look "Can we have an exact date?" She asked with a raised eyebrow
"We got married on thirty-first December." Tahira said, breaking our eye contact to look at the interviewer who gave us a fake smile
"How lovely. But why the secrecy?" The interviewer asked and I frowned "We didn't want any media frenzy. Or have them or paps flashing their cameras in our eyes to ruin our day." I said and she flushed slightly before giving us a sly look. Tahira released her hand from mine to my confusion but then picked up the glass of water and took a few gulps
"And what about your... physical relationship?" The interviewer asked and Tahira chocked on the water she was drinking. She quickly put the glass back down on the table, coughing just as I started patting her back and gave the interviewer a mean look
"I don't see how that's a concern for anyone. That's our private matter and ours alone." I said and she stood up and walked over to us. I intertwined my hands with Tahira's again, letting her know I won't let what happened last time happen again but she didn't respond, only covered the mike which was pinned to her shirt with her other hand. As the interviewer bent towards us, hand outstretched, Tahira muttered
"Don't do this again. I couldn't say anything last time but this time I won't hold back."
The interviewers eyes widened and she quickly straightened herself and walked back towards her couch. My eyes were widened slightly but then a small chuckle escaped my lips and I bent towards Tahira and whispered in her ear
"Who knew you had a possessive streak?" I said and she blushed but then chuckled
"When it comes to you, I have a very big one." She whispered back and momentarily forgetting where I was, I gave her a kiss on the cheek. The crowd awed loudly, making us jump in surprise and I felt my cheeks going red. Tahira was blushing badly, looking down to avoid looking at anyone right now.
The interviewer coughed, bringing our attention towards her. She smiled at Tahira but her eyes were saying an entirely different story
"If you don't mind me asking, Tahira. I've been doing my research on this, and I read that your parents decide on a guy for you, and if I'm not wrong, Harry proposed to you after asking your dad for his permission to do it. So how do you feel about it?" She asked and Tahria frowned.
All eyes were on her as everyone knew this was one serious question no one had anticipated of being asked. Pin drop silence took over the whole studio as we all waited for Tahira to reply to the question. Suddenly, a smile came on Tahira's lips and I knew then, she had remembered something important.
"Well technically, Harry is my dad's choice for me." Tahria said and then I understood what she had remembered, a smile forming my lips and the interviewer gave Tahira a confused look
"How?"
"Harry and I were promised to each other since we were kids. And that happened because both our dad's agreed that it will be best for us. When Harry proposed, he just took the next step which had to be taken, that being our engagement. At the end of the day, Harry isn't my choice as a husband, he's my dad's choice for me. So I don't see a reason to feel anything but happy or anything less than delighted by the fact that Harry proposed to me. I would have been sad if he hadn't asked my dad's permission to do it, but he did ask my dad.
"That makes me feel very proud to be his wife and to have someone like him as my husband. Because he has always considered and respected my traditions, thoughts and boundaries regarding things before doing something. And I can honestly say without hesitation, I'm one of the luckiest girls." Tahira said and silence took over before suddenly applause broke out throughout the studio.
I was speechless. My brain still processing Tahira's speech but I felt my cheeks going red. The interviewer looked shocked, obviously not anticipating Tahira to come up with reply to a question she thought we weren't prepared to answer. And honestly, if Tahira hadn't remembered that, I know we wouldn't have been able to answer her question.
I couldn't even describe how proud of her I felt that moment, along with other emotions that were overtaken by the feeling of pride I felt for her.
I was just... speechless.
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