Family ( Daryl and Carl lemon) discontinued

Feelings and romance

Sorry it took so long to update I have been really busy lately but hope you enjoy it

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Regan's P.O.V

(It had been a couple of days since me and Daryl had our little talk.)

"Get up you lazy cow." Lindsey voice pushed me out of my sleep, causing me to yawn."I'm not lazy. Just really really tired." My eyes fluttered shut and Lindsey have me a flick on the nose to get me up. "what's the sudden rush on getting me up?" I sunk my face into me pillow."Well Daryl popped in this morning..." Lindsey said smugly. I slowly tuned my head to face her."What did he want?" I asked."No it's fine you go back to sleep I'm sure he won't mind." She seemed so proud of herself."Well I'm up now so tell me." I sat up and I really was wide awake at that point."Daryl wanted to go on a run and a hunting trip afterwards with you. Looks like all he does is spend time with you." I thought at a moment and it was kinda true."Well ever since the incident with Merle he's kept a close eye on me." "I bet that's fun. Spending your days with an obsessed, socially awkward redneck." Lindsey said in a singsong voice and was about to leave when I stopped her."What makes you say obsessed? Did he say something to you? If so tell me right now." I said in an off southern accent like Daryl's for no reason, like that was going to get an answer from her. What the hell?
"Haha what was that. He's even got you talking like him... Well he didn't say anything, I just guess it's the way he said it. He doesn't talk to anyone else like the way he talks to you." Lindsey left before I could get a word out. She was probably in a rush to go see Carl.

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"Bout time we get ya your own one." Daryl sighed as I shot another squirrel for dinner. I could tell he was missing his beloved crossbow so I handed it back to him."I think your right. We'd catch double if you taught me to track a little too." I said smuggle as I handed him his crossbow. This mornings run hadn't gone well so we had spent a long time hunting for food. To make up for the failed run.
"How'd I know ya was gunna ask that." He shook his head. "We'll look around for a good crossbow and I'll think about teachin ya." He flung his crossbow over his shoulder and gesture me to follow him back to his bike. I followed him in single file as usual. "Daryl?" I asked in a cheery voice. He turned his head slightly so I knew he was listening, "we've spent a lot of time with each other lately, I was just wondering why?" By the time I got the words out we had got to Daryl's bike and he hooked his crossbow to the front. He simply shrugged at the question. "What's that mean? It's not like you hang around with anyone. I hang around with you more than you do with your  brother." Daryl hopped on the bike."Cause Merles an asshole." He seemed to be avoiding the question. I wonder why?"Believe me I know. but if your just hanging around with me because of what happened, I don't want you to feel like you have to make up for what he's done... Is that why you spend so much time with me? Because you feel bad or obligated to?" I bit my lip lightly and looked down at Daryl ,who had been avoiding eye contact. We was silent for a couple of minutes."It ain't that I have ta... I like havin ya around. This way I know that ya safe." He kept pausing as he spoke. I don't think he can find the right words but what he said was fine , and it gave me a little reassurance. I jumped on the bike behind him and warped my arms around his waist."Well at least when I'm with you. I know your safe too... Now let's go get me a crossbow." Daryl smirked and rolled his eyes.
"Trying to be my little clone."
"I'm not little." I squeezed him tightly to tell him off. Well, it was my way to tell him off and also give him a sneaky little hug. "Okay , quit it." He said a bit short of breath from my tight grip. I loosened my hold and he started the bike, shooting off as usual at god knows what speed. He'd always make me jump when he did that. I unmeaningly push my whole body up against him because im scared I might fall off. My hands grab his shirt, my legs almost wrap around his and my head sinks into his neck. "I hate it when you do that." My voice muffled against his neck and I could hear him chuckle slightly. I tired to look up for a second but Daryl swerved the bike sharply to avoid a walker trying to get at us, and I sunk my head back down. I can't handle the fear of falling off, let alone the thought of running into trouble. One of Daryl's hand went over mine and held them, to get my attention.
"Ya alright?" He shouted slightly so I could hear him over the sound of the bike."Yeah I guess. Just scared." I'm body relaxed slight but I wasnt expecting what he did next. Daryl took several sharp swerves with his bike and accelerated even faster. I gripped hold of him so tight  that my hands hurt from holding his shirt material to hard. "I hate you!" I screamed into his neck as I almost lost my grip. I could feel that he was smile, obviously amused at my reaction to his recluse driving.
Eventually Daryl stop the bike and I hit his back repeatedly. He knows how uncomfortable I am on the back of his bike but he still drives like a maniac."Your such an ass." I narrowed my eyes at him as he caught both my arms, holding them as still as he could. "Let me go so I can whack ya , ya ass" I said in a southern accent like before, sounding like Daryl. As soon as I realised I stopped fight him and cringed on the inside. Crap. Daryl lowered my arms to my side and looked up at me. "Ya defiantly spendin too much time with me." He smirked. I slapped him lightly round the face before telling him off,"If you ever drive that bike like that again if we aren't in trouble, I will never come hunting or on a run with you ever again." I kept my eyes narrowed on him. Daryl just gave me an 'oh really' look which made me smile, "I hate you." I slapped his arm before walking towards the dilapidated  camping shop. Daryl slide off his bike,"ya really don't." He raised his voice in a cheeky tone. It's true I don't hate him, it just gets under my skin because he isn't mine. Okay he's awkward, shy and distant  but, he's also funny , mischievous and sweet when he's with me. Maybe, I just remind him of someone he used to know and I'm getting the wrong idea. But if it's not that then I believe daryl may think I'm a bit young for him because there's quiet a bit of an age difference. maybe that's why neither of us has made an obvious move yet. Why is this so difficult? Lindsey admitted her felling to Carl and he felt the same, now they are a cute couple and I think they are in some sort of crazy love. Why can't it be that easy for me to say to Daryl that I like him?

Lindsey POV

After telling Regan that daryl wanted to see her I rushed off the see Carl for the first time since we admitted our feeling for each other and became a couple. We tried to keep thing quite from everyone for a bit only Reegs knows about us as I could keep this from my bestie could I. I ran all the way to his cell just to find out that he is there, I was just standing there really confused on where he could be so early in the morning, I was about to leave when I noticed a note on the draws. I picked up the note and read it

" Lindsey

Come to the place where we became a couple I have a surprise for you

Carl x "

I knew exactly where to go but had no idea what Carl was planning or what the surprise could be.

I headed to the watch tower and while I was walking up the stairs I realised that it was Maggie's and Glenn's turn to keep watch. I kept thinking to myself have I got the right place but I had this was the place me and Carl got together. I got to the door and tried to open it but it was locked so I tried knocking I was waiting there for ages, I was about to turn around and walk away when the door opened. I turned around to see a half naked Carl standing in the door way, I couldn't help but look at his abs, he caught me staring and said " I'm guessing you like what you see well all of this could be yours if you follow me". I just stared at him in shock and confusion but followed happily. I walked in closing and locking the door behind me I didn't want his dad to walk in anytime soon. When I turned back round to face Carl I had realised that there was makeshift bed on the floor with pillows and there was candles everywhere. Who knew that Carl was the romantic type.