Hockey.

It had been part of your life since you were a kid. Your cousins played hockey, your dad played hockey, so no one was surprised when the boy you started dating at eighteen played hockey too. And on top of that — he was stunningly handsome. You and Will had an amazing relationship. You went to all his games, supported him however you could, and even showed up to a lot of his practices. The two of you even lived together already.

His family had adored you since the very first day, and you always felt happy spending time with him and his family. It was one of those weeks when you were at his parents' house, having fun and laughing until his sister pulled out a guitar and handed it to Will as they started goofing around.

You had no idea he played, and honestly, he was really good at it. So good that you maybe stared a little — and of course he noticed.

Will: "Are you staring at me, babe?" he grinned, absolutely unashamed.