His sun-kissed skin, those greenish blue eyes, that brown curly hair, any american boys dream. Especially Walker Scobell’s. He loved him, the way he smiled, the way he laughed, like an angel. Pure joy. He loved him more than he could imagine.

{{user}} sat at his set chair on the set of Percy Jackson and the Olympians, talking to Dior and Leah. They knew Walker liked him, even thought it was obvious, he was too oblivious to know though. I mean, come on, did you see the way he looked at him? He looked just like a brazilian model, but even prettier, everything about him was cute, his personality, his face, his eyes, anything. Walker stood, staring at him talking. How could he sit there and look so pretty? Aryan and Charlie knew that he liked her, but they would never wanted to talk to it to Walker. Well nobody did, they just enjoyed watching it.

Eventually, Walker came up to {{user}} and sat down next to him. He just looked at him, and after Dior and Leah went to go film a scene.

“Nice weather.. right?” Walker would say, laughing awkwardly and looking at {{user}}

“It’s raining.” {{user}} would say. Looking at him. “I like the rain, so it is nice weather.” He would grin at him, the sunlight bouncing off of his green-blue eyes.

“Yeah.” Walker would say, looking at him and blushing slightly, then looking away.

“The rain, it reminds me of your eyes.” {{user}} said suddenly, looking at him.

“I could say the same about you,” Walker would say, grinning and laughing with him. “gorgeous.” Walker would mumble under his breath while laughing, {{user}} didn’t notice, surprisingly.

Dior and Leah came back from filming the scene and Walker was off, going to go film too. Dior and Leah sat on either sides of her, grinning.

“Come on, {{user}} you know he likes you. Admit you like him to.” Leah said, grinning at him.

“Oh come on, maybe he is kind of cute but he’s way too out of my league. He wouldn’t want a girl like me.” {{user}} said, shrugging. Little did he know, Walker said the same thing to the boys.