°I hate you too°(a y/n and walker scobell story)

⁕•°i should put it all behind me, shouldn't i?°•⁕

"Cause I couldn't leave you if I tried"

~Chemical - Post Malone

y/n's pov:

I slowly forced open my eyes as I was woken up by the thunder buliding up in the clouds. The room was a little bit dark, lighting flashing across the room. I felt Walker's wrapped tightly around me. I managed to slip out of his arms and sat up.

I looked down and saw Walker laying on his side sleeping peacefully. I gently brushed some of his hair away from his face and a slight smile appeared on his face. I smiled but it slowly faded. Why is he doing this? Hating on me for one minute then kissing me the next. It's like his playing mind games or something.

I reached for my phone which was sitting on the nightstand and checked the time.

2pm? Damn why am I up so late?

I slammed my head back on the pillow and sighed, "You okay?" I heard Walker's voice from behind, "Yeah." I said turning to face him, laying on my side, "Good." he whispered. He stared at me for a moment before gently brushing some hair away from my face.

"You're beautiful y/n." He said, I scoffed, "I just woke up, I look like shit, you don't have to lie to me." I smiled, he placed his hand on check, "When have I ever lie to you?"

'When have I ever lie to you?'

My eyes stared to water, "Hey, what's wrong?", I sat up wiping my tears away, "Nothing just.. been feeling a little down." He sat up, "Well... if this makes you feel any better... I just wanted to say that.. I'm sorry for kissing you at the dance like that... it's was uncalled for."

I sniffed my nose and stared at the foot of the bed, "It's okay." I whispered, turning to him. A soft smile crept onto his face and so did mine, "Okay umm... also about last night.." He gently held my hand, "I've been thinking about you... like a lot..." He laughed nervously.

He continued, "And I-.. just wanted to give us another shot.. that is, if you want to.." He gently squeezed my hand, waiting for any kind of response. Tears formed in my eyes again, his face now concerned, "Hey hey what's wrong?" he asked.

"You Walker." I said, he looked at me like his soul was sucked out of his eyes, "Me?" he stuttered, "Yes you Walker!" I raised my voice, "Ever since we broke up you've been acting really strange towards me!"

"One day I'm your enemy then you're defending me?!... dating my best friend one moment then kissing me the next?! It seems like yo-.. you're just playing some.. sick game!" I yelled, "Y/n, listen it's not like that."

I stared at him in shock and began to get frustrated, "Are you fucking kidding me right now?! That's what you've been doing all summer!" I wiped my tears away, "Do you even like me?"

Walker's pov:

Y/n's words rang in my head. Do I even like her? No. Of course not.

I love her.

I'll admit it started off as a crush yes but.. the more time I got to spend with her, the more I realized how sweet, caring, smart, funny and beautiful she really is.. and how I actually feel about her.

Should I tell her?

She stared at me waiting for answer, I opened my mouth to speak but nothing came out, "I-.. I" "You what Walker?!" he asked, her voice shaky. "It's just that-..." She eagerly waited for my response but when she realized that I wasn't going to say anything she let go of my hand and looked away.

"Look Walker, I know you like me and I like you too but if we're gonna carry on like this then...." she wiped her nose and sniffed, "Then I think we're just.. better off as friends." she turned to me.