It was amazing, the music, the dance, everything. It was all perfect.

But it was over now, and you two were just exhausted. Walking into his house and being able to get into pajamas was the best feeling ever.

He quickly changed out of his suit, into one of his shirts and shorts.

You went in to change after him, changing into one of his hoodies and shorts.

He flopped into his bed, getting comfortable immediately. He expected you to come over with him, but you were taking off your makeup.

"Ugh, it's barley coming off!" You complained, scrubbing at your face.

Walker watched you, smiling like a dork. You were beautiful, with and without makeup on.

He couldn't believe you were dating him, he was just a boy. Yeah, maybe he was a famous actor, and a lot more. But you were..everything.

Beautiful, pretty, gorgeous, kind, sweet, any positive adjective you can think of, you were.

A smile snuck onto his lips as he watched you take your hair down, brushing it out while also scrubbing your makeup off.

Even while you were getting irritated, you were still beautiful.

Walker just loved you. So much. You were his world, just everything to him.

"Mmhhgh, are you almost done?" He complained, burying his face into his pillow as he waited for you.

He wasn't impatient, but he just wanted to feel you in his arms. He wanted to relax with you, fall asleep with you.

But you were still getting ready for bed.