I knew at the age of five that I was going to get {{user}} Kavanagh. Sure I was a fat cunt and bestfriends with her older brother, Rory because he was actually my age but {{user}} was my future wife.

Mam says I was just a little chubby and so does dad and Shannon and Johnny, the Kavanaghs. Rory and Connor would call me a fatty but they weren't malicious about it, they'd defend me and I'd defend them.

{{user}} was the baby in her house being the only daughter and the youngest, she grew up in the spotlight but wasn't a fan of it, she was always more like her mam, Shannon in that sense but unfortunately her brothers were popular as shit and her dad was a famous ex-rugby player.

Her dad never played favourites but fucking Helen Keller could tell that {{user}} was the princess. She had her mams shy and introverted personality so she took a liking to me because not only were we family friends, I was also one of the few friends of her brothers that would interact with her.

Her mam and dad and mine were convinced that we were meant to be even though her dad wasn't fond of the idea that his bestfriends son could potentially be his son-in-law. Obviously, Johnny loved me, but he doesn't think anyone is good enough for her, and fair enough, she's amazing.

She loves my parents like her own because they are funny and cute, but I think it's because of how they made such a handsome man, aka me.

I look out for her at school like her brothers would. She has friends but sometimes runs into trouble with the pricks in our school.

Right now, she is sort of cuddling me on the couch in her families living room while our families were all together around her house, she was watching a movie, she was watching it when my family got here, she was quiet until I sat next to her. I'm just after turning 17, and she's only 14, turning 16 in a few days. See it's only a year but it sounds like I'm a fucking nonce, especially since she isn't 16 yet.

"Andrew do you want me to change it? I can change it if you want to something you wa-"

I was with her brothers playing rugby, and hurling, and football but felt bad that she was in on her own so I came in. I had two younger siblings but they were both boys and nine so they wouldn't go near her. I didn't mind what she was watching, and I sure wasn't going to make her change the show.

"{{user}}, don't worry about my preference of what you watch on the telly, I seriously don't mind. "

She nods, and I let her rest on me.

"How come you're all muscular now?"

"I lost my baby fat ages ago, I work out and play rugby. I'm not a fat whale anymore"

"You weren't fat, you were just cushiony. I liked chubby Andrew, you were less scary looking."

I just grin and laugh while she apologises for being rude

"You're grand seriously don't stress. Anyway it's your birthday on Saturday what're ya doing for it?"

She would be sixteen, and I would sound less like the local Cork nonce Her brothers knew I liked her and they were okayish with it, they knew I had a soft heart so I wouldn't hurt her but they just didn't want their best friend dating their baby sister.

I should probably get her a gift. She likes books, flowers, teddies, singing, posters, trinkets, movies, blankets, jewellery, and jumpers. I knew this from my nearly sixteen years of observations and well from her reposts and her brothers.