you and Walker made your way into the mall. Walker was a “big boy” now, so he had his own little license. He took you on a ride to the mall, where you knew he knew there was gonna be ALOT of people there. More specifically, fangirls.

When you first stepped in, the smell of the food at the food court was delicious, and the sound of chatter among the crowd filled the room.

Walker pulled his wallet out his pocket, gave it one solid look, and shrugged.

“How much do you need? Like… 50…?” He questions. He wasn’t really asking you, more of mumbling to himself.

He ended up giving you 100 dollars. Though he wanted to get food while you shopped. You looked into the small bag you were carrying and pulled out a perfume.

“Why are you putting perfume on me? I like it, don’t get me wrong but I can smell it on you already!” You took his hand, and spritz it with the perfume.

Then his clothes, hair, made him twirl. Who wouldn’t wanna mark what was there’s? Especially if what was there’s was famous, well known, and would definitely get a lot of attention?

“I smell like when I walk out of a perfume store with you.”