TWD One-Shot/Imagines

Andrea} Season 2

*Your POV*

Andrea sits down dejectedly on the creaky front porch step of the Green's Victorian house. Her blonde hair falls down around her face as she places her head in her hands.

You see her pretty messed up and want to help out. Your favorite people on the group were guys and everyone knew that. You didn't like all the drama girls came with.

"I can't believe I shot Daryl! The Daryl!" Andrea sighs looking up at you with blue eyes as you settle beside her. Reacting out of instinct, you start to comfort her. You never really have done this before since you grew up with two brothers.

"Hey, everyone has wanted to shoot Daryl at one time or another," you joke while leaning back and putting your hand at the back of your head. Tangling your fingers in your soft hair.

Andrea stares at you like you have just acquired another head. Her facial features tighten with worry and then ease out with laughter. She laughs and chuckles for awhile with you joining in.

"What are y'all gigglin' about?" Dale asks sitting beside you. You saw Dale as an uncle figure. Andrea was like his disgusted though. You are a little jealous but you'll manage.

"She shot Daryl," You say obviously. Dale shakes his head as if to say ' No crap Sherlock'.

"Yes, but we've all wanted to shoot Daryl," he responds with truth filling his old voice. Andrea starts laughing while you are trying not to snicker.

"What?" Dale asks confused. He didn't get what was so funny.

"That's what I said," you explain with funnily letting out the steady stream of laughter that you were keeping up inside of you. Andrea just laughs even harder at hearing you laugh.

Dale sighs and rubs his face like dejected father would at two small children playing pretend and pestering him to play too.

"Okay then. Let's not tell Daryl about our little private joke eh?" Dale says in a Canadian accent. You laugh so much that your usual calm face is bright red. Andrea lights at your face more than the joke.

Looks like you completed your mission about being more than just the males friend in the group. Out of the corner of your eye, you see Daryl laughing about the jokes y'all told in his bedroom. He notices you and stops instantly. He pulls his finger to his plump lips and smirks. You nod promising to keep his secret.