•Y/n's POV•
I sit on the porch watching Ron and Carl fish in the lake. "I caught I fish!" He yells across Alexandria. I laugh. He walks up to me with his fishing line. "Wanna try?" He asks me. "Nah, fishing isn't my thing." I say. Carl grabs my hand and leads me over to the lake. "Noooooo!" I whine trying to pull back. "Come on!" Ron says. Carl hands me the fishing rod, and places his hands where mine are. I blush. "You good?" Ron asks me. "Yeah." I say casting my rod.
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"Hurry rail it, rail it!" Carl tells me. So I do as I was told. "SHE CAUGHT ONE!" Carl and Ron gets everyone's attention. I laugh.
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"What would happen if we didn't meet?" Carl asks me. "Well. I'd not be here." I say. "What do you mean?" He asks again. "I mean like I wouldn't be in this world." I say looking into his eyes. "Really?" "Yeah! Your my words Carl." "Awe! Your my world to." He hugs me.
I wasn't lying tho. Carl and everyone has saved me. They make me happy.
Flash back!
It was the day I killed my parents. I hear a boys voice... "This way!" He said. I quickly hide behind a rock and hope they don't find me. Little did I know they found me. "Get out." He said. "I won't hurt anyone I promise !" I whip my tears. "Are you ok?" He asks. "M-my parents got infected. I had to kill them." I start balling my eyes out. "I'm so sorry." He says, hugging me. That day I felt safe and happy.
The end of flash back!
Memories scroll through my head. "I love you Y/n." Carl says kissing my head. "I love you Carl." I say kissing his cheek.
Your my world.
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Carl Grimes | imagines
Terrorbasically what the title says, just imagines of you in the walking dead. started: May 14TH 2021 ended: july 24th 2022 tysm for all the love and support.