you always knew how to push my buttons, you gave me everything and nothing, this mad, mad love makes you come rushing

“are we there yet? are we there yet?” walker repeated, kicking on the back of your seat again with each question.

it was only an hour in, and walker couldn’t help himself from annoying you. he always pushed your buttons, it was just his thing. he was annoyed (not really) because you chose to sit next to leah instead of him.

you were heading to a night out with the pjo cast, you next to leah, walker next to aryan. walker doubled down, getting aryan to kick leah’s seat too. it literally made the van shake, but poor walker just wanted his own girlfriend to sit next to him.

“are we there yettttt?” he asked again, kicking your chair once more. “hey, she should’ve just chosen me,” he said with his hands up in defense when you and leah kept yelling at them to stop.

he wanted just you to get so annoyed that you’d give in and swap seats with aryan. he leaned into the crack between the seat, right next to your ear. “hey, {{user}}, we there yet?” he whispered into your ear, knowing it would piss you off even more.