𝐀𝐁𝐎𝐔𝐓: Y/n and Walker seems like the best couple on earth being all sweet and stuff...
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Walker invited me over to his house to eat some dinner and have fun. like watch movies. hopefully something funny. i like comedies.

"Hey, Walker," I greeted him at his door. He turns to me with a smile and let me in.

"Hi, y/n/n. I have everything set up. We're gonna be watching a horror movie before dinner," he smirks mischievously.

"you know i hate watching horror stuff. i will literally pee my pants," i nudge his shoulders.

"it will be fun, i'll let you eat all the snacks if you do," he smiles as he hangs his arm around my shoulder.

I smile, "deal."

We get situated in his living room, we got blankets and pillows. Lots of both of them. Who doesn't like to be comfy while watching a movie?

"what movie are we watching," i ask him.

"i would say that you could choose but you probably aren't so we will be watching a quiet place," he says.

"oh hell no," i mutter.

he kisses my cheek, "im here, don't worry."

He laughs while searching up the movie on the TV.

The movie starts playing and I was already practically jumping out of my seat.

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It was halfway through the movie before i got up.

"I'm gonna use the restroom before i actually pee my pants," i tell him before leaving the room. I could hear his laughter from the room.

I come back out from the restroom as I felt hands on me from behind. "BOO!"

I scream at the touch. I look back to see Walker.

"Oh, i hate you."

"nah."

We went back down to sit on the couch with me sitting beside him again and laying my head on his chest.

"hey, y/n.." he whispers.

"yeah?"

"you know i love you right. I'm always here for you," he says very gently, "I won't let anything happen to you. Like ghosts or whatever."

"awh, walker. I love you too and yes I do know," i laugh.

"good, just remember that," he smiles.

"i'm really happy to be here with you," i tell him.

"but, love, im not," he says.

"hm? what," i ask tilting my head.

"i'm not here with you," he says looking at me with me looking back at him.

"what's that supposed to mean. yes you are. i'm laying right beside you," i whisper.

"oh y/n... i wish you were. I really do. I wish I was holding you. I wish for everything to be true. But i'm not here y/n. You have to understand that," he strokes my cheek softly.

"dude, are you possessed from the movie or something," i laugh trying to get some sense into this.

"you have to wake up now," he whispers.

"but—"

"i do love you," he says as he kisses my forehead slowly.

"walker..." i don't know what i was feeling.

"i'm not real.."

"yeah.. you're not real..." i finally give in.

"wake up.."

..

I wake up startled in my bed. I turn on my lamp.

Right... Walker isn't real. He's just all in my head. A silly fantasy that I have. I won't be in his arms. I won't feel any of his touch. I won't hear his voice or laughs. Because he isn't real.

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