The camera. The dreaded, nightmarish, annoying camera. How I hate the damn thing. I know what you're thinking- 'What's he on about, talking rubbish about a camera?' Ok. I'll explain.
Hi, my name's Harry. Harry Mark Christopher Judd, drummer in McBusted, boyfriend of a certain bassist. Except no one knows that. Because of the bloody camera. You still don't get it, do you? So, as you might've guessed already, I'm gay. Well, for all I know, I could be bi-sexual- but for now, I'm gay. I'm not sure when I first found out- must've been around twenty years ago now.
Anyway, when I first joined McFly (no, we didn't change our name to McBusted- don't you read about these things in the paper? I thought it was all over the front covers- McFly turns into Mcbusted, etc, etc), I took a fancy to another member. What? He was cute, he was sweet, we had a bond. It wasn't just a physical attraction- yeah, he was as hot as hell, but I loved his jokes, his laugh, his...ok, I'm going off track. Look, I just, er, liked him, okay?
Well, those feelings turned into, um, love, I guess. It wasn't an overnight realisation or anything- no, it took me around six years to actually realise I was properly in love with him, then another two years to build up the courage to...well, you get the idea.
Yeah, so in around 2011 we started a proper relationship. It got off to a rocky start, with him going to rehab and everything; but it was alright in the end. Ok, so now you know the back-story, you want to know the problem I have? The camera.
The camera follows us everywhere. I'm not joking, man. You'll wake up, it'll be there. You'll get out the shower, it'll be there. You try to eat something, it'll be there. So, that's where my relationship with Doug comes in. Obviously we couldn't tell the world about us being together- sure, half of our fans 'ship' us, or whatever, but the other half? I don't know, they might've stopped liking us if we revealed we were gay. We just thought it would be easier to keep it a secret, and keep the reputation of McFly where it was.
But, that meant we couldn't do anything on screen, in front of a camera, on stage. We couldn't kiss, hold hands, hug, do any of the things that normal couples do. Yes, there has been videos of me and him kissing. Those were the few times I lost my will power.
I had no problem with showing my love for him in front of the camera. I honestly couldn't care less. But he did.
'No, Harry, the camera's on, we can't kiss.'
'Doug, its fine!'
'No, the camera's on. Go away.'
'But Dou-'
'Yeah, I love you too, and I would do anything to have you right here, right now. But the camera's on. So leave.'
'Ok.'
Yep, that's what we pretty much say to each other in those whispered conversations you see on video. The few times we have been caught by the stupid camera man, Doug goes bright red, mutters something, and walks off to some secluded area of the room.
Ok, rant over. You get my view, right? I hope so, or all this writing was done for nothing. Oh, Dougie's calling me. Probably to ask me if I'm alone. See ya later, whoever's reading this. Oh, and whatever you do? Don't get a job where you're life is put on camera.
