Walker never had a constant friend group or just friend until you. You were his constant. He could always find you when he needed too, and you were always there just for him.

You were an actor as well as him. You both met on a movie set, and realized you both lived in the same district. Meaning you go to the same school. It had to be fate.

He loved you. Though, he doubted you loved him back so he always kept quiet about it. He cherishes your friendship, and he would never ever put it on the line just to be with you romantically. He cares to much about you express that to his fullest.

He has no idea how much you love him back. You don't know how he loves you, and he doesn't know how you love him. A match made in heaven, really.

Walker played tons of sports, like name a sport and he's probably played it before. It was currently volleyball season, well, it's nearing the end. At this very moment Walker was in his volleyball tournament.

You were sitting in the bleachers, cheering him on. He would glance over at you for confidence and motivation. He can't embarrass himself in front of you, couldn't he?

Though Walker was starting to get irritable. He was losing, and that usual didn't bother him all that much, but this was the tournament! He couldn't lose the tournament now, not after working so hard.

He felt himself getting more competitive, more determined. Though those resulted in him getting angry when he fails. He hates this feeling, but can't help it.

He needs to win. He's about to snap, to rage, to no longer think about what he's doing. He just wants to win, and he's so very determined to do so.

He catches your eyes, those beautiful eyes. He sees the smile on your face, the way you cheer him on, the way you believe in him. That relaxes him, and he gets back into the game spirit.