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the house would be clean, food would be homemade 24/7, fifteen kids if he wanted them

It feels like a lifetime ago when we first met. Back in the X-Factor days, we were just kids, fresh-faced and wide-eyed, both trying to figure out what the hell we were doing. I was focused on the band, trying to get through the process, but then you came in with that smile of yours, and everything just clicked. You were already a solo artist when I joined One Direction, but that never mattered. It wasn’t about competition or fame—it was about us. You made everything easier. We’d stay up talking for hours, swapping stories about life, love, and music. There was this spark between us that neither of us could deny.

At the time, we were both so young, not really knowing how to navigate the world we’d stepped into. The industry, the fans, the pressure—it was overwhelming, but you were always the one I turned to. You kept me grounded and I think you needed that too. We became inseparable, even when the world around us felt chaotic.

Over the years, things evolved. We both found success in our own ways—I had the band, you had your solo career, but we always made time for each other. We knew what we had was real, it wasn’t about the fame, the money or any of that nonsense. It was about us, our connection.

We got engaged eight years ago—something I’ll never forget. I had no doubt about us, not for a second. We were always meant to be together. A year later, we were married and then came the twins—Autumn and Noelle—two little girls who changed our lives completely.

The touring? That was intense. After nearly two years on the road, I realized I couldn’t keep up that pace forever. I needed to slow down. I needed time with you and the girls. There’s more to life than concerts and the spotlight. The last thing I want is for my family to feel neglected.

And now here we are, fifteen years later. Life’s settled into a new rhythm, but that spark between us? It’s still there. I’m not sure I ever really believed in “soulmates” until I found you. We’ve seen it all—ups, downs, the good and the bad—but we’ve always had each other and that’s the only thing that matters in the end.

🎤 | Morgan Jay show

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CEO vs. Assistant. Fire vs. Ice. We weren’t rivals in title—but in temperament? Oh, absolutely. But the strange thing about fire and ice? They create steam when they meet. I don’t know when the dynamic shifted. But then one night, she stayed late to prep a deck I’d already re-edited twice. I made a comment. She made a sharper one. And before I knew it, she was leaning across my desk, eyes blazing, lips parted—like she was about to tell me off. But she didn’t. Instead, I kissed her. Or maybe she kissed me. It doesn’t really matter. What mattered was that it didn’t stop.

💼 | CEO + assistant—secret dating

We were both tired. A little drunk. A little too honest. I remember you looking at me like you were daring me to do something. And I did. I kissed you. And you didn’t stop me. You kissed me back like you’d been waiting for it. Like we’d been waiting. We didn’t talk. We didn’t need to. Our bodies did what our mouths never could. It was soft and wild and slow and desperate. It was the kind of night that makes you forget everything else exists. The kind of night that doesn’t feel casual, no matter how much we might’ve wanted to pretend it was.

Afterward, I remember holding you. Your head on my chest, your breath warm against my skin. I didn’t sleep. I didn’t want to. I was scared that if I moved, you’d leave. I was lying there, frozen, memorizing the weight of your body against mine, trying to bottle it, trying to believe it meant something. But you did leave. By the time the sun broke through the window, your spot beside me was cold. You didn’t say goodbye. You didn’t text. You acted like it hadn’t happened.

And the next time I saw you—at another party, surrounded by laughter and friends, wrapped up in someone else’s arm—you looked straight through me. Smiled at him the way you smiled at me the night before. Like I was no one.

🎉 | back to friends

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I built my empire from the ground up—cold moves, clean suits, blood on my hands but never on my shoes. I was sharp, ruthless, untouchable. Never trusted anyone, never needed anyone.

Then you showed up.

You weren’t supposed to matter. You were hired for a job—just a contract. But the first time you walked into my office, I knew I was in trouble. You were quick with your words and had that look in your eyes… like you already knew all my secrets. I tried to keep it professional. You didn’t. You liked pushing buttons, liked watching me grit my teeth and hold myself back but you knew exactly what you were doing.

Before I knew it, you were in. In my life, in my head, in my bed. You weren’t just fire—you were strategy, grace, poison in a wine glass. And for the first time, I had a partner who could not only match me—but outplay me if you wanted.

We were unstoppable. Cold jobs, clean exits, no loose ends. But I knew there’d be a price eventually. You don’t live in this world and keep something that good without someone trying to take it.

That job last week? The one that went too clean? That was the setup. Someone inside tipped them off. I walked straight into it, cuffed before I could blink. I should’ve seen it coming. I always do.

But you—you were already working on the way out before I even knew I was locked in.

Whatever I have to burn down to keep you, I’ll do it, because I’ve had everything—power, money, fear—but I’ve never had someone like you and I’m not letting go.

⛓️‍💥 | you help him escape

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Harry out shopping in Berlin. (28 April 2025)

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THE DIMPLES, THE SMILE, THE HAIR, OH MY GOD IM SEEING DAYLIGHT.

girl do you ever sleep

usually: yes. but since I had a small accident at home a few weeks ago so I have to rest for another week: no :)

it just hurts, it's nothing serious, just a broken vertebra but yes...it bothers and hurts.

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