𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐆𝐀𝐑𝐄𝐓 :: walker scobell

𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐎𝐊𝐀𝐘?

𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: y/n and her friend haley are walking around your neighborhood, and you see someone get hurt
𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞: fluff
𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: swearing

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"geez y/n, your neighborhood is huge." my friend says.

"i know, i never really come to this part of it, but i know my way back."

"i love how peaceful it is, even for it being in the middle of a summer afternoon." haley smiles.

"right? we should do this more often."

to our left we see a little boy on a bike, maybe 12, with straight blonde hair. he's going really fast.

haley and i don't think much of it but once he gets closer to us, he loses balance and falls to the side.

haley looks at me with wide eyes. "holy shit."

i run up to the boy. he's got a gnarly scrape on his arm.

haley picks up his bike and puts the foot down while i sit next to him and help him sit up. "are you okay? do you need me to call your parents?"

he shakes his head. "no my parents aren't home. my house is just over there, i'll walk."

i look at haley nervously then back at him. "are you sure you'll be okay?"

be looked down. "actually, could you walk with me?"

"of course, let's go."

we all began walking. haley was holding the bike.

"so, what's your name?" i ask him.

"i'm tanner."

"that's a nice name, i'm y/n and that's haley."

we arrived at his house and he knocked on the door.

a boy, around my age, with curly blonde hair and blue eyes opened the door.

holy handsome.

"oh my god, tanner are you okay?" he pulled his brother forward.

"i'm fine."

he looked at haley and i but he stoped on me.

"he fell off his bike and we found him. wanted to make sure he was safe getting back." i told the pretty boy.

"thank you so much, i really appreciate it." he smiled at me.

"it's no problem, if you ever need anything i live in this neighborhood."

"actually, could i get your number?" yes. you can have anything mystery boy.

i chuckle and hand him my phone for him to put his number.

when he handed me my phone back i saw his name was walker.

"alright, haley and i have to go, but i'll see you around walker." i softly smile.

we held eye contact again. "see you."

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𝐓𝐑𝐈𝐂𝐈𝐀 𝐘𝐀𝐏𝐒!!
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