You were at Walker's house lying in his bed. At the beginning of the week you were out and, apparently, the paparazzi photographed you. Looking at your networks you came across those images.

Normally this wouldn't be bad. Seeing photos of yourself online was normal. But these ones seemed a little more private.

They weren't that bad, but they showed them both very close together; His arms around your waist, close to you, and a stupid smile. It looked like you two were about to kiss.