Being in Fiji's humid atmosphere was so surreal. It felt like one moment you were reading the email the casting director had sent you, offering you a spot on Love Island, and then the next actually boarding the plane to the lush island.

After walking into the villa, introducing yourself to the rest of the girls, and being kind of interrogated by Ariana Madix about your life and what you’re looking for, one by one the boys entered the villa. They were so incredibly good looking, wearing charming smiles.

One of said boys was bad-boy, mullet-rocking, leather-jacket-clad Billy. A man who looked like he stepped out of a Time Machine from the 80s. Thank goodness you liked young Rob Lowe.

You locked eyes with his blue ones and instantly felt that spark between you two. He felt the same, since he had a cheeky smile playing on his lips.

He “sneakily” walked over to you, not disguising the fact he was actively checking you out.

“Hey there, I’m Billy,” He said, putting a hand on his hip as he grinned. Could’ve sworn a tooth of his twinkled. “You are…?”