Stay With Me

July 14, 6:30 PM

***A/N***
There's some mature shit ahead. If you aren't comfortable with that I'm good l gonna post a recap in the next chap so you don't have to read if you don't want to.

***Carl's POV***
I feel like a huge weight has been lifted off my shoulders, just saying those words. It feels different, but a good different. Wait. That's not this. That's another feeling. What is th- oh. That's what that is. I got a muthafuckin- "We shold get to sleep. We have a big day tomorrow." Dad saved the day.
I took my opportunity. "That's a good idea. Goodnight." I got up and half ten back to the tent, panicking a little bit. Then Amie walked in. Awww shit.
"Carl Grimes."
"Amie Jacobs."
"I know your secret."
"And that is?"
"I turned you on. And you got a boner."
"You don't know that," I said, swallowing.
"Do too. I can see it in your face. You should just admit it. I can help you with that problem. You know what I'm talking about." She climbed on my lap, wrapping her legs around me. I had so many feeling going at once I got dizzy. She kissed me, a deep, passionate kiss. There was hair and tongue and lips and cheeks and necks and shoulders and chest and everywhere else we could do anything without either one of us moving.
"Hey. Barn?" She was already panting. "Hell yeah." We ran out to the barn, almost silently. Definitely quiet enough to not be caught. She pulled a lantern out of the straw and a match out of her pocket, striking it on the wall and lighting the lamp. She carried it to the wall and hung it up, returning to her previous position with her legs wrapped around me. She went to take her shirt off but I stopped her. "Wait." She looked at me, confused as hell. "Will you strip for me?" Her expression softened. "Of course." She walked over to a rafter and climbed up on it, swinging around a support beam. I watched her clthee disappear, one article at a time, until she was down to a pink bra and black panties. And let me just say this. Oh holy shit. She was fucking sexy. I went and pulled her off the beam and pinned her to the wall with my body, slamming my lips against hers. She bit my lip, making me moan with pleasure. I licked her lips, making her moan. He lips parted, my tongue taking over her mouth. Her tongue battled with mine for a minute, then gave up. We kissed for a minute longer, until she pulled my shirt off, exposing my bare chest. "You ready?" I asked her. She nodded her head, panting. She undid my belt, my pants going bye bye. I grabbed her ass, pulling her to me. I layed her down in the straw, sucking her collar bone, her neck, her ear, and her breasts, going all the way with her. She was fantastic. She was moaning, and came close to screaming. I slammed my lip to hers, keeping her quiet. She rolled over on top of me. I unclipped her bra, letting it fall. She threw it into the straw, leaving herself exposed. I pinned her to the floor, with her arms above her head, kissing all over her body. She fell to the side of me, panting.
After a minute, she spoke. "I love you Carl Grimes. I will always love you. I never want to lose you. If you die, so do I. Deal?"
I thought for a minute. "No."
That pissed her off. "What do you mean no?"
"No deal. Because I don't plan on dying. And I don't plan on letting you die. But if my plan fails, deal. And of course I love you too. I'd be stupid not to. I'd be stupid to not know you. I'd be stupid to keep my feelings about you in. That's why I want to make a pact with you. We don't keep secrets. We don't hide feelings. We tell each other everything. No matter how embarrassing or awkward or personal. We. Hide. Nothing. Sound good?" She rolled over and grinned. "Sounds good." She kissed me, first my cheek then my nose, then my lips. She pulled away and layed down in the straw. That's all I remember.
***Time Lapse, July 15, 6 AM***
Cockadoodaldoo!!!
What the hell? Why is the rooster crowing? The rooster only crows when- "Oh shit."
"What." Amie groaned, sounding pissed off that I woke her up.
"Amie baby. You need to get up and find your clothes. We fell asleep in the hay loft."
"Oh shit. Oops." She giggled, well it was a giggle, but it sounded like croaking.
"I love your morning voice. It's so adorable."
She grinned. "Well thank you. I like yours too. It makes you sound sexy. Even though you are already sexy as fuck. Always remember that."
"Okay. Just so you know, you give an incredible lap dance. And your pole dancing skills are pretty on point. We should do that more often."
"Yes we should." I got up and starts digging through the straw, looking for both mine and Amie's clothes. I found her bra by the wall and her panties nearby, a few feet from my shirt and jeans. Both our shoes had fallen down below. She had found her shirt and jeans by the opposite wall. I tossed her the bra and panties. She pulled them on, clipping the bra and fastening the racer back clip. She pulled her pink camo tank top on, then her ripped black skinny jeans.
"Where are my- oh. Nevermind."
"What?"
"My bracelets. I left them in the tent. Damn it. I don't want anyone to see my scars. What should I do?"
I pulled her into a hug.
"Let them see. Every scar-" I kissed her arms, each scar, and each cut. "Is a part of you. Never hide them. Let them show. Expose them. They make you beautiful." She grinned and kissed me. I pulled away and climbed down the ladder, helping her down. I grabbed our shoes and peeked out the crack between two boards, trying to find a way back to the tent without anyone seeing us. "If we go through the bushes, around the back of all the tents, we should be okay."
She nodded. I opened the door and snuck into the bushes, around the back of the tents. We got to our tent, and managed to sneak in without making any noise. We layed down, facing each other. We closed our eyes until we heard the fire and smelled sausage on the grill. We both got up and put hoodies on to cover the hickeys that covered our necks, chests, and jaws. Amie even had a couple on her boobs. Oops. So not sorry. We pulled on our shoes and went out to the fire. After we brushed our hair, of course. That would be bad if we didn't, considering we both had bedhead, there was straw in it, and it was tangled from the kissing last night. We went out and met everyone at the fire, and had a breakfast of sausage and eggs.
***A/N***
Hehehehehehehehehehhehehehehhehe. You should have seen me writing this. I was just sitting there grinning like a maniac and I sent a preview to my friend and she read it and didn't respond for like 10 minutes and then when she did she couldn't even find words. The next chapter will just be a recap because I have a feeling there will be some people that won't be comfortable reading this and then the next chapter there will be a new character.