𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: for my girl girlinivory
𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞: everything
𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: swearing
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𝐘/𝐍'𝐒 𝐏𝐎𝐕
"you ready?" ariana asked me.
we were standing outside walker's house. he was throwing a party and ari basically forced me to go.
i'm not a big going out person. i hate crowds and loud noises and would much rather be at home watching love island.
i was wearing my favorite color dress and matching heels. not to toot my own horn, but i looked good.
"i'm never ready. what if i see walker?"
"this is his house y/n. you're going to see him."
i roll my eyes. i don't know what it is about him but for some reason, he's always had a problem with me.
i meet him through momona at another party back in december. since that day, he's been kinda rude. after that, i decided i didn't like him.
"whatever, let's just get this over with." i start walking into the house.
as soon as i opened the door, the smell of armpit intoxicated me.
i wanted to throw up.
ari dragged me to the living room where everyone was. mason, dylan, dior, leah, aryan, mckenna, momona, and my least personal favorite, walker.
mason saw me and immediately tackled me in a hug. "HEY Y/N/N! DIDN'T EXPECT YOU TO BE HERE!" he had to yell over the loud music.
"I WAS FORCED HERE AGAINST MY WILL!" i joked.
i greeted everyone else, except the blonde boy. he didn't even acknowledge me so why would i give him the time of day?
"IM GOING TO GO GET A DRINK!" i told everyone.
i walk over to the kitchen, trying to find something bottled or canned so i can be sure it isn't spiked.
i found a cooler and grabbed a can of my favorite soda.
as i was about to walk back to my friends, i felt a hand on my hip. "hey beautiful!"
i immediately swatted his hand and turned around.
"hey don't be like that." he tried to touch me again but i backed away.
"don't touch me."
he rolled his eyes. "or what bitch?" he grabbed my wrist with extreme force.
i try to break from his grasp, but to know avail. tears begin to flood my eyes.
he pouted and pulled me closer. "don't cry baby, i won't hurt you." he wiped my tear.
"is there a problem here?!" i heard a voice behind us.
he instantly let go of me. "huh? no, we're good. thanks for your concern though."
i turned around and it was a random guy. he was staring down the creep. i took this as a sign to run.
i went upstairs and went into the first bedroom i could find. i lightly closed the door behind me.
thankfully, there was no one in the room. i sit down on the floor with my back against the bed.
i feel extremely overwhelmed right now so i can't stop crying. i wanted to leave the house altogether but ari's my ride home.
i take a couple of deep breaths to calm myself down.
i'm so caught up in my thoughts, i don't notice someone walked into the room until they slammed the door shut.
i bet you could guess who it was.
"y/n? what are you doing here?" walker asked me.
i quickly wiped my tears. "oh uh... i just wanted to get away from everyone for a bit."
his face softened. "are you crying?"
i rolled my eyes. "no walker, my eyes are sweating."
"what happened?"
"why do you care?"
"i'm not heartless."
"nothing happened, i'm fine. i'll be out there in a couple minutes."
he bit his lip. "fine." he went to leave.
he pulled on the door but it didn't open. "oh, fuck." he tried doing it again but harder, it didn't budge.
"what happened?"
"the door's jammed." he ran his hand through his hair. "you've got to be shitting my dick."
"well, how do you un-jam it?" i get up and try opening it.
"oh i don't know, get some butter, maybe some soap, I DON'T FUCKING KNOW Y/N!"
"THIS IS YOUR HOUSE SCOBELL! AND DON'T RAISE YOUR VOICE AT ME! I ALREADY HAD TO DEAL WITH AN ASSHOLE DOWNSTAIRS!"
"huh?"
i kicked off my shoes and plopped onto the bed. "it doesn't matter."
"yes it does. who was it so i can beat their ass? was it evan? i bet it was that prick evan."
"i don't know his name."
"was he about yay tall?" he put up his arm. "brown hair, brown eyes, and an ugly ass face?"
i laughed a bit. "yeah."
walker squeezed his fist so hard it turned white. why was he being so overprotective? the guy doesn't like me.
he walked over to the bed and lay down next to me.
it was an awkward silence. walker didn't have his phone and mine was dead. i was bored out of my mind and it was eating me alive after a good 20 minutes.
"walker, can i ask you a question?"
"hmm?"
"why do you hate me?" i looked at him.
he scoffed. "i don't hate you." he looked back at me.
"ever since i met you, you've been a dick to me. why?"
he didn't say anything. he just continued to look into my eyes. he looked kinda cute.
the awkwardness faded. i was admiring his face, i've never really noticed some of his features."
"i've never noticed your freckles." i whispered.
he smiled. "everybody tells me those are my best feature. well that and my beautiful smile." he joked.
i laughed. i hated to admit it, but he did have quite the pretty smile, and his smile lines were the cherry on top.
"i don't hate you, you know? it's actually the opposite."
i smirk and raise my brow. "walker scobell, what are you implying?"
"i'm implying that i think your amazing, talented, hardworking, and gorgeous."
"prove it."
he looked down to my lips and smiled.
he put a hand on my face and leaned in. the kiss was soft and gentle, almost as if we were to go deeper, we'd brake.
he pulled away from me. "is this okay?"
i nodded my head and pulled him back in. this time, it was more passionate.
we both broke apart, breathless.
"we should probably figure out how to open the door." i pushed a curl out of his face.
"yeah! or we could figure that out later and we continue what we're doing." he grinned.
"i'll give you a big kiss once we get out of here."
"pucker up." he went to the door and used his shoulder and all his force.
the door flew open, scaring a bunch of random people that were upstairs.
"your turn."
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𝐓𝐑𝐈𝐂𝐈𝐀 𝐘𝐀𝐏𝐒!!
chat... i'm tearing up a bit
i will be posting an a/n tomorrow but this is officially my last chapter
i hope you guys enjoyed this <33