"My bandmates made it up, actually," he replied. "They used to joke that even before we got famous, I had... fans... lined up backstage, like a king's court or something. It stuck."
Of course, they'd all been groupies, and the word his drummer had used had actually been "harem", but those were semantics.
Siting on the bed, Gabriella looked even more petite. Henry sat down next to her, his most sympathetic expression on display. "Don't ever think that about yourself, Gabriella. Trust me when I say that even the coolest star is just another normal person when their clothes are off." He put an arm around her shoulder. "And why don't you call me 'Harry', then?"