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⋙ chandler 13 ⋘

"Dad! Come on, please! The Walker Stalker con is just down the stairs!" You plead. You had asked your dad to buy you tickets to go to the walker stalker con in Nevada, where you lived. He had told you no, but later found out, it was held in the same complex as he works in.

"Y/N, I'm sorry, we just don't have the money. The tickets are like eighty dollars." He tells you.

"You're a security guard in there! Can't you just sneak me in or somethi-"

"And risk loosing my job? No." He says sternly as he ushers you into the elevator. "Look, Y/N, I'll see of I can get you a shirt or something signed. Okay?" You sigh and smile weakly as he walks off. He never lets you go to things like this. You enter the elevator and are about to press the button to lower you downstairs, when you hear a male voice.

"Wait, wait! Hold the door, please!" He yells. You put your arm out in the double doors, keeping them open until the guy enters. You've heard that voice somewhere but you just can't place your finger on it. You take your phone out and start scrolling through it, trying not to look at the person. You were kind of awkward in social situations. "Thanks." He pants. Your head snaps up and the doors closed. Holy shit. You were standing in the same elevator as...Chandler Riggs.

"Oh my god." You whisper. "You're- you're-" you stutter. He chuckles and flashes the smile you had fallen in love with so many times.

"Chandler, though, I guess you figured that out." He chuckles.

"Sorry, I'm a...huge fan of you." You gawp. "Would it be okay of I could take a picture with you?"

"Sure!" He smiles. You take put your phone and stand next to chandler, putting on a countdown for three seconds. Just before the countdown ends, he kisses you on the cheek. "What's your name?" He asks.

"Y-Y/N." You stutter, still smiling.

"Are you coming to the Walker Stalker con today, Y/N?" Your heart skips a beat when he says your name.

"I can't. My dad couldn't afford the tickets. He's working as a security guard today, though." You sigh. He smiles, those bright blue eyes of his sparkling.

"Well, how about you come in with me? I can sneak you in." He smiles. Your jaw drops.

"R-really?!" You beam. He nods, chuckling. When the elevator opens, he takes your hand and leads you over to his table.

At the end of the day, you're still beaming. Your dad is chuckling at the fact Chandler Riggs, snuck you in. You're still in shock that A, he kissed you on the cheek and you have that memory forever saved on your phone, and B, you held his hand as he snuck you in. You don't know how else to describe it. It was the best day of your life.