It was somewhat difficult living in a town where everyone knew everyone.

You couldn't have your own privacy, or even your own thoughts, without someone trying to figure you out.

Obviously, it got old very quickly.

You found yourself constantly trying to ignore people, to get away, and for the most part it managed to work.

In Storybrooke, you were known as the quiet one, the one that no one really ever noticed, the one that kept to themselves.

That was, until, the town realised that you were in a relationship with their ever so beloved sheriff.

Graham had been your boyfriend for a little under four months, and the two of you had desperately tried to keep it under wraps but to no avail.

Ruby had noticed the two of you walking down the street holding hands one evening; since then it had spread like wildfire.

Graham didn't mind it so much but there were times when he craved the privacy just as you did.

It wasn't even as if it was so much to ask – just to want your own space from time to time.

Unfortunately, that never seemed to be the case in your town.

You and Graham didn't live together, of course, but you spent a lot of time at his place.

He was yet to finish at the station but you were still walking to his house as he had given you a key.

As you were walking, Ruby popped up next to you. "Hi Y/N!"

You smiled at her. "Hi Ruby."

"So...how're things?" she quizzed whist she chewed her gum.

You shrugged nonchalantly. "Things are fine. How about with you?"

She rolled her eyes at you. "Oh, come on, not what I meant," she stated. "How are things with the Sheriff?"

You shrugged once again, not wanting to answer her.

"Well...uhh...have fun then," she stated once she realised you weren't actually going to tell her anything.

As you waved goodbye to her, you reached Graham's house and unlocked the front door.

You were surprised to see your boyfriend fast asleep on his sofa – his sheriff jacket over the back of the sofa, his legs dangling over the one end and a cushion under his head.

Attempting not to wake him, you made your way over to the sofa and crouched down next to him.

"Sherriff!" you yelled down his ear.

Your shouting caused your boyfriend to awake with a start and fall off of the sofa, resulting in you having fits of laughter.

When Graham eventually come to, he was still on the floor but on his front and staring at the floor.

"Remind me why I gave you a key," he grumbled as his voice was muffled by the close proximity to the floor.

"Because I'm your girlfriend and you love me?"

He chuckled, moving to sit up properly, "You're lucky I love you."

You rolled your eyes, moving to crouch down in front of him again, "Oh Honey, you're lucky to have me."

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Written by Hannah.