"I GOT IT! BABE I GOT THE PART!"

You were sitting on the couch petting Monty when your boyfriend Harrison burst into the living room, landing on top of you.

"Wait, you mean?" You asked, a smile creeping over your face. Harrison nodded, flushed with excitement.

"I'm going to be in Catch-22! In a tv show with George Clooney!" He yelled, picking you up and spinning you around. You laughed, so proud of him for following his dream while Monty danced beneath the two of you.

"I'm so proud of you, Haz. I knew you could do it." You said, hugging him tightly. Harrison buried his face in your hair, loving the scent of you.

"I love you, Y/N. Thanks for being my biggest fan." Harrison whispered, kissing you sweetly. You grinned into the kiss, cupping his face gently.

"I love you too. I'll always be your biggest fan." You whispered back, yelping when he threw you over his shoulder and carried you outside.

The next couple months were a blur for the both of you. Harrison was flying around the world to shoot, leaving you with Monty. But you didn't mind, this was Harrison's dream. You two supported each other through everything.

In the evenings, you'd call each other for updates. It hurt to be so far from him, but seeing his face helped you through it.

"Hi, darling! Hi Monty!" Harrison smiled into the camera, happy to see your face after the day he had. You were exhausted from work, but you smiled back.

"Hey, love. How was your day?" You asked, watching Harrison's face light up.

"Amazing, but I'm so tired. We had to do a lot of reshoots, and it was hot as hell. But seeing you made it worth it." He laughed as you rolled your eyes playfully.

"You're such a dork, but I love you. I'm glad you're having a good time." You replied, letting out a tiny yawn. Harrison noticed and frowned slightly.

"Long day? Don't want to keep you up too long." You smiled at his concern, but shook your head.

"Sort of, just a lot of paperwork. I'm okay though, wanna talk to you." You ran a hand through your hair, smiling when you noticed Monty sleeping by your feet.

"Okay, but sleep right after. Oh, I have a press interview tomorrow! Like on Jimmy Kimmel and everything." He said, laughing when you nearly lost your mind.

"Oh my god, are you serious?! That's amazing! My boyfriend is going to be on Jimmy Kimmel!" You cried, waking up a disgruntled dog below you.

"How are you more than excited than I am?" Harrison laughed, watching you beam with pride. "I do need your help picking an outfit though."

"That's easy, wear your suit from the photoshoot. You look amazing in it." Harrison quirked an eyebrow at the speed of your answer.

"Do I? I had no idea I had that effect on you" He teased, smirking when your face went red. "Are you actually blushing right now?"

"Shut up, you idiot. And yes you do, trust me." You laughed, flipping him off jokingly. Monty whined at your feet, so you picked him up and held him to the camera.

"Monty! How are you my son?" He called, watching you erupt into a grin. Monty panted at the screen, recognizing the voice of his owner.

"He misses you, I'm sure. Pretty sure he's getting tired of me." You giggled, putting Monty down after he began to squirm. "So, what type of interview will you be doing?"

"Not sure, we'll probably answer some questions and then play a game or something. I'll be with Christopher and Pico, so I won't have to be alone." He replied, letting out a yawn himself. Your heart tightened a little, worried he was overworking himself.

"Get some sleep, bub. Don't want you falling asleep during the interview. I'll call you tomorrow in the evening." You whispered, blowing Harrison a kiss before ending the call, and falling asleep yourself.

You woke up the next morning to Monty licking your face and the alarm buzzing beside you. With a groan, you got up and changed for work. Then you remembered that your boyfriend's interview was today, and you smiled to yourself. Since it would air during your lunch break, you figured you'd be able to watch it.

The day went by slower than usual, though that was probably because you had thought of nothing but the interview since the morning. Harrison had texted you a picture of him in the suit, and it made you audibly gasp. When you got out for lunch, you wandered to the park with your food to pull it up on your phone.

You navigated to Jimmy Kimmel's Youtube page and clicked the link to watch the interview live. You couldn't help but smile when you saw Harrison answering questions, feeling like a proud girlfriend all over again.

"So, Harrison, fans want to know if you have a special someone? Anyone I'd know?" Jimmy asked, and Harrison smiled knowingly. You couldn't help but laugh, knowing Jimmy wouldn't get a word out of Harrison on the matter. The two of you had decided to keep your relationship private for the time being. You'd seen how Tom and Zendaya kept getting bombarded with relationship rumors, and both of you decided that it would be best to keep it under wraps.

"No comment, Jimmy." Harrison laughed, and Jimmy quirked an eyebrow.

Oops, this could get interesting.

"Hmm, well I think the fans can decipher that for themselves." Jimmy laughed, and the show cut to commercial break.

Whew, close call that.

You finished your sandwich and threw the wrapper in the trash can nearby. When you returned, the break was over and the show was back on. Harrison, Christopher, and Pico were sitting together while Jimmy held a stack of cards in his right hand.

"And we're back, thanks for sticking around! These guys here are the stars of Hulu's new breakthrough series Catch-22, and I thought we'd play a quick game of word association." Jimmy said, looking into the excited audience. You weren't sure what exactly that meant, but judging by the look Jimmy was giving Harrison, you could tell it would be pretty scandalous.

"Alright, let's start with Christopher. Are you ready?" Christopher nodded, and Jimmy launched into a frenzy of questions you could barely force yourself to watch. At the end of both Christopher and Pico's questions, Jimmy had managed to get them to admit to having girlfriends and apparently hating The Office.

It then occurred to you that Harrison was next.

"Harrison, you're the last one. Are you ready?" Jimmy asked, and the crowd went wild. You held your breath as Harrison smiled at the camera.

"Sure am, hit me with it." He laughed, and Jimmy brought out another stack. You sat still, waiting with bated breath.

"Just so you know, the rules of the game are that I'll give you a word and you must say what comes to mind immediately. Sound fair?" Harrison nodded and Jimmy began.

"Hero?"

"Spiderman.'

"Country?"

"England"

"Sport?"

"Football, but I guess you guys call it soccer."

"Friend?"

"Tom."

"Animal?"

"Dog."

"Blue?"

"Water."

"Hot?"

"Bread."

"New?"

"Shoes."

"Angel?"

"Heaven."

"Green?"

"Grass"

"Love?"

"Y/N"

"Ruler?"

"Queen."

Your breath caught when you realized what had just happened. Jimmy noticed too, because he stopped as the crowd went ballistic. Harrison flushed bright red, burying his face in his hands.

Crap.

"So, is there something you want to tell us, Harrison?" Jimmy asked, Christopher and Pico exchanging sympathetic looks. You groaned, realizing the cover was blown. Harrison looked so embarrassed, cursing himself for being so stupid.

"Well, uh, sorry darling. I do actually have a girlfriend. Her name is Y/N and I love her more than I ever thought I could love someone." He said, looking into the camera at you. A tear slipped down your cheek, and you couldn't stop smiling. Jimmy grinned, happy to have finally got his answer.

"Ah, a secret romance? I'm very happy for you, Harrison." Jimmy said, and Harrison blushed again. Your phone began to buzz, and you realized that your Instagram had blown up. Accounts were even being made about you two.

The fans had found you.

"That's all for today, thank you all for coming in and catch Hulu's Catch-22 next week!" Jimmy yelled, and the show ended. You sat in the park for a moment, taking it all in.

You weren't sure how you felt about your relationship being common knowledge now, but you knew one thing.

You loved Harrison Osterfield.

Walking back to work, you smiled at everyone on the street. Another buzz from your phone made you pull it out of your pocket. It was Harrison, and you quickly picked up.

"Hey babe." He started, and you couldn't help but laugh.

"Hey, you." You replied, listening to Harrison groan.

"I'm so sorry, darling. In hindsight, it was a stupid decision to play along." Harrison sighed, expecting you to be upset.

"It was a little stupid, but also extremely sweet. I still love you, don't worry." You whispered, walking into the building. Harrison chuckled.

"That's a relief. My instagram is blowing up with people asking about you. Tom and Zendaya are yelling at me too." He said, and you rolled your eyes. Those two were always ready to jump to your aid.

"Well, they do love me more than you. Hey, I gotta go back to work. Call later?" You asked, making your way into the elevator.

"This evening, I'll call. Hey, guess what?" You quirked an eyebrow.

"What? What is it?" Harrison smiled at the other end.

"I love you." He whispered, and your heart melted all over again.

"I love you too."