he laughs at her eyes, at her smile, at the glasses on her face, she loves how he talks late at night, when there's no one else to say, how she's beautiful and funny and smart like nothing he's ever seen, he's good to her, and she wants it more than everything in-between

you and walker had known each other since you were in elementary school. from being mortal enemies in second grade because he stole your favorite toy, to becoming good friends in seventh because you both got paired together for a project. now, good friends was definitely out the window.

he liked you. a lot. like a lot. he was always on the phone with you, hanging out with you, complimenting you. what he didn’t know was that you liked the way he’d always be on the phone with you, hang out with you whenever, and the way you loved when he’d compliment even the smallest of details about you.

so this year, walker devised a plan to win you over. he’d spent so much time debating it, days planning it, hours working on it. it was a random thursday night when you heard a knock at your door. you got a text from walker that read, ‘open the door, dumbass.’ classic.

opening the door, you saw the most unexpected sight, ever. walker stood with your favorite flowers in hand, holding a stupid, cheesy poster that asked you to go to prom with him.