You and Walker were fake dating after you kissed him to get out of a potential relationship. Your sister sent out all of your past love letters, and Walker had gotten the most detailed one. To be honest, he blushed when he read it. Your words were like a poem. But he'd never tell you that. So, when your older sister's ex-boyfriend got one of your letters and came to confront you, you were just confronted by Walker, telling you he wasn't into like that. And you took the leap and kissed him. He figured you owed him for not telling Josh, so here you two were. Fake dating, making each other's crushes and exes jealous.

You were helping Walker out with studying in the library after hours. He sighed, lying his head on your lap, and you froze. "I'm tired. Tell me a bedtime story." He spoke with a mischievous tone, "Don't flirt," You scoffed, "I thought you didn't like me like that. "A little flirting never hurt nobody." He reached up and poked your cheek, basking in your irritated appearance.