Growing up you weren't exactly the most popular person; you weren't disliked by any means but the whole making friends thing had never been very easy.

It didn't help that where you worked wasn't really your kind of place, so it tended to make you a little unmotivated.

When you moved jobs through and made some new friends things started to look up.

Iris was one of the first people you met at the company, soon enough the two of you were basically best friends.

One evening she'd invited you over for some drinks and a film at her house and it just felt so normal which you adored.

"I finally ran into Jasper earlier," you told her as you took a sip of your drink. "Well I think it was more of he purposefully found me and then pretended to run into me."

She groaned as she turned to face you. "Did he ask about me?"

"He told me how he knows that you want your space, but he just needs to see you," you explained as you spoke sarcastically about her former flame.

Shaking her head, she took a sip of her wine. "He just doesn't want to admit that I'm over him, he's the one that got engaged to someone else."

You rubbed her back in sympathy, she'd told you everything about her and Jasper - you had been there for the announcement of the engagement, you'd said goodbye to her when she went to America and you had been happy for her when she'd returned with Miles.

"I want to know when you'll let me set you up with Graham," she told you causing you to sigh.

"This is only the fifth time you've mentioned it this week," you commented sarcastically. "If it goes wrong Iris then I lose my friendships and I know he's got girls, I can't run that risk."

Iris rolled her eyes. "My brother runs that risk every time he dates someone, since she died, he's only brought two girls home to Sophie and Olivia, one didn't work because of the distance and the other because she wasn't ready to be a step-mum."

"And why am I so different?"

"Just trust me?"

And so, you trusted her, meaning that weekend you were going to the local pub and trying to find Iris' brother.

You'd met him briefly before but never actually had a chance to talk to him properly.

Eventually you spotted him at one of the tables by the windows, he waved you over and you couldn't help but smile when you saw a drink there waiting for you.

"Hey Y/N," Graham greeted as you sat down.

Smiling, you took a sip of your drink. "Did Iris tell you my order?" you questioned out of curiosity.

"I knew it already."

"How?"

He chuckled. "This isn't the first time I've seen you in here."

"I thought you'd say no to this whole thing."

Shaking his head, he passed you a food menu. "I wanted to ask you out Y/N, you're lovely but Iris wanted to do it her way."

"We've only met once," you told him.

"Technically yes, but I've been in this pub quite a few times when you have – never had the balls to come up to you though."

Laughing you couldn't help but blush at his words. "And you let your big sister do all the work?"

He shrugged. "It keeps her happy, and she agrees to babysit when she's happy."

"Ah so that's who has Sophie and Olivia tonight, guess we can't be turning up at her house drunk."

"You do that too?" he asked sounding surprised.

You giggled but nodded in response. "Only when I don't have the energy to find my house and hers is closer."

"Maybe we're more alike than I thought."

"Maybe we are."

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Written by Hannah.

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