I take a bite of a chocolate chip cookie.
"Oh my gosh, these are so good! Did you make them?"
"Uh, yeah...well, I tried at least-"
"They're amazing."
"I'm glad you like them" He laughed.
He's got a nice laugh. Not like Walkers, though.
"Do you want to take a walk?" He asked.
"Sure." I smiled, standing up.
He offered me his hand, and I took it. We wandered around the park for a while, just talking.
I liked holding his hand, but not as much as I like holding Walker's.
"I really had fun today." He smiles.
"Me too."
"We should do this again."
"Maybe..."
He started leaning in for a kiss...and I let him. I pulled away after like two seconds though.
"I'm sorry. I just- this...You're great and all, but I don't think this is gonna work."
I feel kinda bad-
"You're not gay, are you?"
Nevermind.
"Right, cause if I don't like you, then the only possible reason is that I'm gay." I roll my eyes.
"Hey, I was just-"
"Have a nice day." I walk into my house and slam the door.
Walker and his mom are in the kitchen with mine.
"Oh, you're home. How was it?" My mom asks.
"Fine, I guess," I say, glancing at Walker.
"What happened?"
"I told him that I just didn't like him, and he asked if I was gay."
"Oh."
"Yeah, can you believe him!?"
"Well, why didn't you like him?" She asks.
"I don't know." I lied.
"Yes, you do, Kady."
I looked at Walker.
"I don't."
I ran up to my room.
Maybe...maybe there's something wrong with me? I mean, he was a great guy- kinda...and he made good cookies. Walker doesn't like me, so why am I ruining all my chances at having a 'love life' for something that will probably never happen? Probably...that means there could still be a chance, right? Ugh, I need to stop overthinking everything.
"Kady?" Walker knocks on the door.
"Come in." I sigh, falling backward on my bed.
He opens the door and walks in.
"You okay?" He asks, sitting next to me.
"I guess."
"You guess?"
"Yes."
"Okay...uhm. I'm sorry it didn't go well."
"Don't say sorry. It's not your fault."
Well, it kind of is... but like-
"I'm getting the feeling that you don't want to talk to me. Do you want me to leave you alone?"
I sit up, "No. Please don't leave."
"Okay, I won't."
"Walker?"
"Yeah?" He looks at me.
"Let's say-theoretically-the reason I don't like Matt is that I like someone else."
"Okay...?"
"But I really don't want to ruin our friendship by telling him that I like him."
I'm literally shaking...I'm so freaking nervous. I don't know what I'm doing. This is going to be a disaster.
"Well-uhm...If you really like him, then you should tell him. If he's really your friend then it won't ruin the friendship."
Wow. Uhm-
"Well, Walker..."
"Yeah??"
ugh, I can't do it.
"Thanks."
"For what?"
"Being...pretty swaggy."
He laughs, "Your welcome."
