"I'm really nervous" you whispered in Harry's ear as he walked the two of you across the stage of the Ellen show.
He squeezed your hand as a silent 'It's okay' and sat down next to you on the couch after giving Ellen hugs.
This was your first ever interview with harry and you hope it goes well.
"Welcome Y/ N and Harry to the show, and Y/ N may I say what a gorgeous entrance you made. You look beautiful" Ellen smiled.
"She is" Harry murmured quietly, or at least that's what he thought, but the crowd heard everything so they filled the room with 'awws'.
"How sweet. Now Harold, I'll talk to you in a bit but as for now, I think I, along with everyone else, would like to get the dirt on you" Ellen said, earning a confused look from harry.
"What do you mean?" Harry asked.
"Now Y/N", Ellen began, ignoring Harry's question. "What is it like living with Harry Styles?" She asked.
"Oh...it's great" you smiled.
"Oh come on honey. You can give us more than that" Ellen promised.
You suddenly felt relaxed as Ellen felt like a person you've known all your life.
"Well....He likes to sing in the shower....a lot" you began.
The crowd laughed.
"And cook with his underwear on" you continued.
Harry's face went red and everyone continued to laugh.
"Oh and-" You were saying until harry pulled you into his lap, hugging you tightly and placing kisses all over your face, stopping you from saying anything else.
You finally managed to get Harry off and continue your sentence.
"Sometimes he likes to run around the house in black socks, sunglasses and his underwear with a t-shirt on and have a fake microphone in his hand while he sings a song" you finished smiling widely.
Everyone laughed except for Harry who just slumped back in his seat and pouted.
"Well....Y/ N does worst things....like she-"
"Don't you dare" you cut him off.
Harry looked at you and winked.
"Sorry babe....You know the consequences" Harry grinned before turning back to Ellen.
"I always catch her wiggling her hips around like shakira and singing in the mirror" Harry smiled as everyone started laughing.
Your face heated up.
"And I always catch her reading dirty fan fics about me, which I think is pretty Damn adorable" he continued.
You slid down onto the couch more, hoping the cushions would engulf you and take you away from the torturous embarrassment.
"Oh and don't get me started on what she likes to do in bed-"
"HARRY!!" You screamed.