𝐰𝐚𝐥𝐤𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐥

ꜱɪʟᴇɴᴛ ᴛʀᴇᴀᴛᴍᴇɴᴛ | W.S

ABOUT: Y/n gives walker the silent treatment
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requested by @useryourbut

lowercase intended.

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—FLASHBACK—

"No way, you could never go a day without talking to walker," leah said to me.

We were at my house, getting ready to go to the mall with Walker and Aryan later.

"Yes way. I'm not thaatt attached," i huffed. I crossed my arms, leaning into the couch.

"If you can go an entire day without talking to him... I will expose a couple of my tiktok drafts," she smirks.

"Deal! If I lose... then I will do the same," I extend my hand out to shake on it.

—FLASHBACK ENDS—

I was walking alongside Leah. To make sure I was far away from Walker; I made Leah and Aryan walk between us.

So far I'm having a pretty good start.

"y/n.. didn't you say you wanted to get a new sweater," walker spoke up. I quickly think of something to do.

"Leah!! Did you say something," i laugh nervously, dragging her arm to walk faster than the boys.

"No- I was the-"

Walker says, but paused. I could hear him let out a sigh.

Leah was giggling like a child. I smack her on the shoulder, glaring at her.

"This isn't funny. Yesterday, I was like super nice and like practically side by side with him. Now I'm not. He's gonna think i'm giving him mixed signals," i whisper yelled.

"Walker may get affected, but he likes you too much to stop. So, you not talking to him for one day wouldn't stop his feelings," leah tells me.

"We should go to the food court! We've been walking around stores for an hour without any food," aryan says.

We all agreed and make our way to the food court and ordered some food.

———

I sat next to Aryan at the table. Leah and Walker were across from us. The four of us were talking to each other. Obviously no conversations between walker and i happened.

"Y/n, do you want the pickles," walker asked me. He doesn't like pickles, but he knows I like them.

Oh jesus christ.

I open my mouth to say something, but i see leah staring at me intently.

"Uh- so aryan.. what would you say your spiritual animal is," i direct my eyes to aryan off of walker.

Walker looks down on his lap, while eating his burger, silently.

Leah. You are killing me.

"My spiritual animal? Probably a four legged animal," he nods and smiles at his response. He felt proud of it.

I look at him confused. I open my mouth to say something, but decided against it. I'll let him be...

ding

Aryan's phone buzzed on the table. It was placed between me and him. I glanced at it and it was a text from walker. I sneakily read it: "Do you think i did something wrong to y/n?"