always // chandler riggs

t w e l v e

"We want to add a kissing scene next episode."

"Wait what?" I question. "You want Carl and Jessica to kiss?"

Rob and Greg look at each other. "Yes, we think the fans would love it if they become a couple. We'll call it, Jerl." Greg says, excitement in his eyes.

"Oh gosh," I whisper to myself. "So Chandler, what do you think?" Greg asks him. He takes a deep breath before answering, but finally speaks up.

"I think that's a good idea." Rob and Greg both smile.

"So you're willing to do it right?" Rob asks, and Chandler nods. "Great, now all we need is your permission. What do you say? Will you do it Abbie?" he asks.

A kissing scene? With Chandler? Uh no, I'm already confused enough. But I can't say that, they'll think I'm unprofessional. Guess I only have one choice. "I'll do it."

"Great!" they both exclaims. "We're shooting the scene next week. Here are your new scripts, see ya tomorrow." then Rob and Greg leave the room, leaving Chandler and I by ourselves.

"I guess we're gonna have to kiss." Chandler says with a smirk. Without a word, I stand up and leave the room. No, I don't have time for this.

I'm starting school in two weeks. Chandler should be the least of my worries.

I go to my dressing room and change into my costume. After I'm ready, I walk over to set.

Greg sits in his directors chair and yells out, "Alright, action!"

*Scene*

I sling my backpack over my shoulder then walk over to Rick and the rest of the group.

"Okay guys, you know the game plan. We sweep the place out, then leave. Got it?" he asks, and we all nod our heads.

As we walk over to the car, Carl bumps into me. "Hey, watch where you're going." I say, pushing him out of the way.

"Everybody move, the queen needs her space." Carl says sarcastically, causing me to roll my eyes.

We drive to the nearest department store, and start searching for anything useful. The store is pretty big, two stories high. This is gonna take a while.

"Carl, you and Jess go search the top floor." Rick commands.

"But dad, why her?" he asks, a slight groan escaping his mouth.

"Because it'll get things done a lot quicker, now go."

"But-"

"I'm not asking you, I'm telling you. Now go," Rick says, raising his tone.

Me and Carl start making our way upstairs, both of us ignoring each other. We get upstairs and start scavenging.

As I scavenge through the shelves and drawers, I hear footsteps behind me.

"I know that's you Carl." I say, a bit annoyed. He doesn't respond, and the footsteps continue. As I am about to turn around, a walker comes and pushes me to the ground, landing on top of me.

I struggle to get the the gun out of my holster. But I can't reach it. Then I notice that there's a sharp stick stick a few inches from my arm. I reach in for or it, while struggling to keep the walker from biting me.

Once my hand grasps the stick, I swing it across the air and sink it into his head. I quickly get up and brush some dirt off.

Relief washes over me, but then it disappears once I see the herd of walkers coming my way. Great, just my luck.

I stab some of them in the head, and shoot others. But they're too much to handle.

"Carl!" I yell out. "Carl!" Just as I am about to call his name once again, another walker tackled me to the ground. I try to shoot it, but I'm out of bullets.

I try to push it away, but it's too strong. Just as it gets ready to bite me, a gun goes off and the walker falls to the floor. The walker is then shoved off me, and an arm helps me up.

"Come on, we need to go." Carl says, grabbing me by the arm and dragging me out of the store.

We try to go back downstairs, but the walkers are covering it. Then we go and turn to another corner, but the walkers ice again block the way. We search for a way out, but can't seem to find one.

My eyes then land on a door. "Over there!" I say, dragging Carl to the door. We open it, and enter the small room. Carl locks the door and quickly covers it with a couch.

"What are we gonna do?"

*End Of Scene*

"Cut!" Greg yells. "Great job guys, see everyone tomorrow."

"Chandler, Abbie, remember your special scene next week." He adds, a smirk planted on his face.

I playfully roll my eyes, then go to my dressing room. I take off my costume, then head to my trailer to take a quick shower, just to get the dirt off.

Mom picks me up, and we drive home. Stopping by wing stop on the way. Once I arrive home I take a long and relaxing shower, then change into my pajamas. I grab some food, then head to my room and watch some tv.

During the middle of the movie, someone knocks on my door. I stare at the door, a bit confused. No one in my family knocks before entering.

"Come in," I say, and the door opens. A quiet Chandler stands still in the doorway. "Chandler? What are you doing here?" I ask.

"Can I come in?" he asks, looking at the floor. I nod, and he comes and sits next to me.

"You know, you could've came whenever I looked less horrible." I say, trying to lighten up the mood.

He laughs a little and says, "You never look bad." Causing me to blush. "Anyways, I came her to tell you something."

"Which is?" I ask.

"I'm sorry." he says, scratching the back of his neck. "I'm sorry for kissing you, I know I shouldn't have. I don't know why I did it. But I really am sorry, I hate it when we're mad at each other."

I scooch a little closer to him, and rest my head on his shoulder. "I hate it too." I admit. "I forgive you, it was my fault too."

"I missed you, theoretically." he says, and we both laugh.

"Whatever happens tomorrow, let's promise to stay friends." I suggest.

"But Abbie, there's a problem." he says. I lift my head from his shoulder, and turn to face him.

"What is it?" I ask, my voice full of concern. Chandler nervously plays with his fingers. "Chandler what is it?" he stands up
and paces around my room.

"Goddammit Abbie, I like you okay?"

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