Keeping my eye on you. || A Rarl story, Carl x Ron from the walking dead

Dreaming || Chapter VI

Ron's POV:

I was knocking on Carl's window carefully to try and wake him up, I was sitting on his roof smoking. "What?" I suddenly heard him whisper as he opened the window. "Can I come in?" I asked and he sighed. "Fine." He grunted as I got inside, Carl was standing there shirtless showing off the bullet wound from when he got shot the first time.

"I told you kids shouldn't smoke." Carl smiled, as I was eyeing his half naked body carefully. "Ron." He mumbled again snapping me back from my thoughts. "Sorry." I grunted, putting the cigarette out and throwing it out the window.

I carefully sat down on Carl's bed as he put on a hoodie, my hoodie. I felt my cheeks heat up a bit before looking down, this was it. I was gonna confess my love.

"C- Carl." I mumbled, mentally slapping my hand over my face due to the stuttering. "Yeah?" He asked and looked at me, my blue hoodie looked so good on him! "Look, you're cute and sweet and attractive and what I'm trying to explain is-" Carl cut me off with attaching our lips, his hands where around my jaw and I carefully placed mine around his waist. "I like you two, Ron." He mumbled.

"Ron! Wake your ass up it's already six in the morning!" I heard Francine yell as I rolled around in my bed, there's no way I just dreamt of Carl? What is wrong with me. "I said wake up." Francine was now standing in my doorway as I was rolling around grunting. 

"C'mon get up Ron." She laughed pushing me a bit as I turned around to look at her. "Yeah yeah." I mumbled sitting up. "We should get your hair cut soon, it's getting pretty long. There's cereal in the kitchen, now get up." Francine said, nodding for me to put a shirt on.

"Yeah thanks, I don't wanna cut my hair just let it grow out." I grunted and Francine grunted something before heading down stairs. I quickly put on a over sized t-shirt and cargo pants before heading down-stairs to get cereal.

My hair was actuly growing, a lot. "Fuck." I mumbled when dropped milk on the floor. I had to stop thinking about Carl, he and Enid are probably together at this point and I don't wanna be in the way.

When I walked out of the door Carl suddenly walked up to me with the hoodie I left at his house when I was drunk. "here." He smiled, handing it to me all washed up. "Thank you." I grunted putting it on and trying not to look at the guy.

A few weeks passed, just like that and I hadn't talked to Carl a single time after that. Anytime I saw him I walked away, it kinda sucked but it was the only way I'd get over him and I'm 95% sure I have now! The only thing for me to do now is hate his ass, can't be that hard, right?

"Hey." I suddenly heard Carl mumble behind me and my heart stopped, that feeling was back. "Fuck off grimes." I grunted and he looked at me all confused. "You keep ignoring me Ron." Carl said and I turned around with a shitty smile on my face.

"Oh yeah, didn't even realize." I  grunted and carl tilted his head before hugging me tight making my stomach flip around like crazy. Right after he pulled away he attached our lips tightly. 

Aight, see this can't be that bad? It's prolly kinda sloppy in the end cus I lost motivation, sorry! But if you enjoyed that's rad, and  I'll just see what I do if I ever make another fanfiction just because I can, who knows.

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