𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: last part!!
𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞: fluff
𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: swearing- 💌 -
𝐘/𝐍'𝐒 𝐏𝐎𝐕
"what happened?!" tricia looked excited as soon as she answered the phone.
"can you sleepover? i want to tell you in person."
"yeah, give me like 20 minutes."
"okay, bye." i hang up and go downstairs to tell my mom that tricia's going to sleep over.
she's fine with it because we've been friends since before i can remember and we're always hanging out.
i go back upstairs and replay my afternoon with walker in my head.
what i keep thinking about, is the hug.
butterflies fill my stomach and a smile tugs at my lips.
never would i think walker, in his earthly life, would touch me in any aspect. especially a hug.
i don't know why i feel so giddy, he hates me.
and i hate him.
a knock on my front door breaks me out of my thoughts.
when i open the door, i tackle my best friend in a hug and she squeezes me back.
she then grabbed my arm and dragged me to my room. she plopped into my bean bag chair. "spill."
i sat right next to her. "basically, when i got there, he dragged me to his room right away because he didn't tell his parents i was coming."
"that was your first clue to leave."
i playfully rolled my eyes. "this part is pretty boring, i helped him work his essay. also i'm sorry, but that kid can't write for shit. like if his life depended on writing a good essay, he'd be dead."
"maybe he should stick to acting." tricia laughed.
"i agree." i said.
"so, did he give you a big thank you kiss when you finished?" she joked.
"if he did, i would've swung."
"did anything else happen?"
"yeah. he gave me a ride home again and... hugged me."
tricia tilted her head. "are you smiling...?"
"what are you implying?" i ask her.
"i think you might have a crush on-"
"patricia, do not finish that sentence."
"if you government name me again, i'll finish your life."
we both bursted out laughing.
"OH!" i got her attention. "he asked for my number and said he wanted to hang out with me."
she grinned and raised her brow.
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𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐆𝐀𝐑𝐄𝐓 :: walker scobell
Fanfiction❝ it kinda makes me laugh runnin' down that path when your good, it's gold 'cause when you know you know ❞ 𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 i write imagines about our favorite golden retriever boy