walkers POV
i wake up to someone laying on me, confused and loopy from sleep, i look over at the clock it reads 10:30 am. me and Goldie watched the entire harry potter franchise and fell asleep around 12:00 am give or take. I look down to goldie to see her head on my chest, legs intertwined, and her hand gripping onto my shirt.
I release her hand off of my shirt and than i slowly slip out of bed hoping to not wake her, i walk downstairs in hopes to make a coffee for goldie and grab some water for me.
when i walk into the kitchen i spot dove making some coffee, as to not bother her, i quietly walk over to the shelves where they keep the water glass, i fill it with water "hey, you stayed the night?" i nod and turn around to face her "yeah....hey can you make gold a cup of coffee please"
she hums and grabs a pink cup that already filled with coffee "i already did, here" she hand me the coffee i mutter under my breath a 'thank you' i start walking away
"hey me and goldie are going to the studio today, do you wanna come? I wasn't sure if you are going to stay or..." she trails off in a question tone
"i mean sure" i shrug my shoulders
she nods and heads up to her room that she has in there house (which is really just the guest room)
when i walk back into goldie's room i notice she has woken up from her sleep "hey, i got you coffee" I pause
"well dove made it but" I shrug "thank you" she mutters to me as well as leaning slightly forward to press a kiss to my lips
i smile into the kiss "your welcome" i sit by her on the bed "um, dove invited me to the studio today" i see her nod from the corner of my eye
"do you want to go?" she asks "i mean if it's not too much to worry about" i can see her smile behind her cup
"of course you can come"
Goldie's POV
walker is coming with me and dove to the studio and i'm low-key nervous because this is the album i'm writing about him an he's gonna hear the songs I wrote about him.
i'm getting ready to leave. I get up from my spot on the floor, in front of the mirror, and walk to my closet and grab a pink shirt that says 'I feel like 2007 Britney' , grey sweatpants, pink ribbon laces sambas, and a saddie satchel bag.
"hey, dove started to car. we're going to leave in a couple minutes" walker says walking into the my room
i hum in reply "ok i'm gonna go change" he nod his head a sit down on my bed scrolling of his phone
when i'm done changing i walk out "soo, how do i look?" i spin around slightly, showing off my outfit. he gets up from my bed
"you look gorgeous" he says, walking over to me, i stand on my tiptoes and kiss him on the lips
"thank you" i mumble on his lips, i feel him smile on my lips, he slips he arm around me and pulls away "let's get going, do you wanna get some more coffee from a cafe?" he ask me while leading me downstairs, with his hand on my lower back.
BINABASA MO ANG
𝐃𝐄𝐋𝐈𝐂𝐀𝐓𝐄, Walker scobell
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