Chandler Riggs//Carl Grimes IMAGINES

~Carl~

Hey everybody! Just a quick authors note. I have been tryin to come up with a name to call my readers. And soon to be, youtube subs. But that has years to come. I finally came up with one.
Queen beans!!
There is meaning behind it, trust me.
But let's get to the story shall we? I recommend sitting in a room with some tissues. And this one even has a soundtrack.
(The links will be placed when they should be played. Just copy and paste the link. It's on youtube so hopefully you have an iPod to listen separately. The music is NEEDED)
Oh also, a new story coming soon. Kelsey has been begging me to put her in Beyond Georgia more, but it doesn't always work out so I finally gave in and am going to make a fanfic with me and her (and chan obvi) it's gonna be good. But anyway, got your tissues and music? Let's do this!

You and carl have gotten pretty comfortable at the prison. It was only four months ago since the group moved in. Everything has been going smoothly, oddly enough.

You and carl have an odd relationship. You both like each other, maybe even love, but you both know that new love has no place in the current world anymore. You both want a relationship with each other, but you are both to nervous to bring it up. Besides, you are both always together, plus the occasional kiss.

"Come on carl!" You say, running out into the prison yard, for the spring weather has just taken full effect and you are both sick of being stuck inside from that harsh winter.

"Wait up Y/N!" Carl chuckles as he struggles to catch up with you.

You finally stop and wait for him to come up beside you.

"How...when...did you... Get so... Fast?" Carl sputters, clearly out of breath with his back hunched over and his hands on his knees.

"It's spring! It's so lovely out here. Look! Those flowers are so pretty!" You say, full of excitement.

"Yeah. Yeah they are." He agrees.

You both spend all morning frolicking in the new spring environment. The group has made their way outside also. Rick and Hershel are planting crops for harvest season. Some new vegetables would taste delicious, you couldn't possibly eat any more food from a can.

You and carl are sitting at a round, outdoor lunch table, playing cards, when you have the urge to explore. You don't have to trudge through the snow. It's very freeing.

"Hey carl." You practically whisper.

He looks up and you both lock eyes. You loved his eyes. The brilliant shade of blue, they were truly captivating. Although, they weren't your favorite thing about him. You aren't a girl who likes someone for their looks. Your favorite thing about him is his ability to calm you and make you feel safe. Like when your mother died, carl was always there. He held you every night as you cried until you fell asleep. But even then, he never left your side. And when you would cry on his shoulder, he would act so brave for you and he would whisper sweet nothings into your ear until you calmed down. The way his strong arms wrapped around you, there was no feeling like it. You felt so safe. Like nothing would ever hurt you again. You were able to confide in him. You told him your every last secret. And he told you his. You never judged each other, and you liked that. He accepted you more than anyone in your entire life. You knew you loved him. And he knew he loved you.

But one question boggles your mind. Why did you have to meet in this particular world? You knew that if you had one wish, it would be for none of this to ever happen, but the difference? You would be with carl.

He smirks as you snake your arms across the table and onto his shoulders. You come three inches from his face.

His eyes flicker down to your lips but you ignore it.