Loosen up! (A Walker Scobell x reader)

WOAH

After I change out of my costume and back into my street clothes I get my phone. I HAVE to text McKenna!

McMuffin: UM HELLO?! SIMCE WHEN DO WE KISS WALKER ON THE CHEEK OITSIDE OF DRESSING ROOMS Y/N?!

Y/n: MCKENNA WHAT

McMuffin: UM THERES A PICTURE GOING AROUND RN.

I check the picture and find a picture of me on my tiptoes. My hand is actually mostly on Walkers jaw, just my finger tips are on his cheeks. 

My face is hidden by his-which is tinted pink on the cheeks with eyebrows raised up.

Y/n: BRUH I GOT ON TO TEXT U ABT THIS HELP

McMuffin: SO YOU LIKE HIM?!

Y/n: MAYBEEEE

McMuffin:  EEEE

y/n: but idk if I want other people to know :(

McMuffin: I could believe you're just whispering ngl 👀

Y/n: WAIT THATS PERFECT ILYSM BYEE😻😽😽😻😻❤️

I screenshot the picture and post on my story. "NOT US WHISPERING HELP"

I hear a knock at my door. I bounce over to it and open the door.

"Hey." It's Walker.

"Hi Walker." I respond. "Here, come in really quick." I grab his arm and pull him in.

"Uh-okay?" He says. "You remember...uh...when we said bye?" I ask.

"Oh-yeah...?" He says tentatively.

"Someone took a picture. If they ask we're just whispering." I look up at him.

"Yeah...yeah, okay. That's a good idea." He looks away and nods.

"Ready to go?" I ask.

He's off in his own little world. I put my hands on her shoulders. "Walkerrrr" I shake him.

He looks back at me. "Huh-oh, sorry, Mhm. Let's go!" We start walking. 

"Ladies first." He says.

"Oh, why thank you!" I giggle.

He pulls the door shut behind him.

We walk for a minute in complete silence. It's nice. Not awkward...completely comfortable.

I have this weird need for him to touch me though.

I just want his hand in mine, or on my back, or his arm around me. I wanna kiss him again. Maybe even on the lips...

Oh my gosh I'm so weird. But what if he liked it too...hmmmmm

"You excited for the interview?" I ask.

"Oh one hundred percent. Little nervous not gonna lie...how about you?" He asks.

"I'm excited. Same about the nervous part though." He laughs and so I do. 

"Twinsss" he says.

"Yesss" I respond.

"Hopefully they don't ask anything that could spoil the movie." I say.

"They don't uh normally do that..." he smiles.

"Sorry. I don't really do them. You know the whole 'ahhh I'm a rebel blahblah' thing." I shrug.

"Do you not...like doing that?" He looks over at me. My stomach drops.

"Oh-uh-I mean it's just habit at this point." I look down.

"It's so weird bro." Walker shakes his head.

I look over at him a little annoyed.

His eyes get wide. "NONONONO NOT YOUR THING!" he says quickly.

"We're like...polar opposites. It's habit for me to be...good? Yeah, good. Your habit is rebellion. But we're...uh..." I can't bud in because I don't know where we stand either.

"Anyways!" He claps his hands together.

"Wait, no. I understand what you mean. That's why we work so well." I smile.

"Gosh, it's weird to see you be...you. Like you're so sweet in real life but on TV your middle finger is CONSTANTLY making an appearance." I blush. He thinks I'm sweet!

"Yeah. On tv you're a good little boy...but in real life I can tell you know you wanna have fun." My smile becomes a smirk.

He knows that party was fun and he wants to go to another.

He smirks back at me. "You wanna explain what you mean?" 

I shrug. "Oh nothing!" We walk into the hotel.