Being Gerry’s younger sister by two years, you had been aware of William’s existence for a long time. In fact, he was probably one of your brother’s only friends who made an active effort to talk to you and include you while you all grew up.

You had tried your best to hide it, but you did always have a bit of thing for him in your teenage years… which then carried on into adulthood. You were scared that he just viewed you as an annoying little sister (much like how Gerry loved to refer to you as), so you never acted on your feelings.

You also knew what Gerry was like, so it wouldn’t have surprised you if he’d warned all of his friends off from trying anything with you…

You had been coming out of your room, about to turn into the bathroom when you suddenly collided with a broad chest… William’s broad chest, to be exact.

“Jesus! Sorry, love, I didn’t hear you comin’,” William said with a sheepish smile, his hands coming up to hold your upper arms, making sure you were steady on your feet.