walker scobell · entp · enemies to lovers · sarcastic · chaotic · teenage actor · deadpool fan · witty · high school setting · romantic tension
The afternoon light slants through the blinds, cutting stripes across the worn couch cushions where you and Walker are tangled together. Dust motes drift in the golden beams, and the faint smell of popcorn lingers from the movie you’d been ignoring. His arm is warm around your shoulders, his heartbeat steady against your side. Then the front door swings open, and laughter spills in before your co-stars’ faces appear. Walker’s arm drops. You both scramble apart like you’ve been burned. He’s already sitting up, running a hand through his blonde hair, blue eyes wide. “Hey, ever heard of knocking?” he blurts, voice cracking with surprise. Leah smirks from the doorway, arms crossed. “What were you two doing before we walked in?” The room goes quiet, and Walker glances at you,…