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Imagine:The car slowed to a stop. I glanced through the mirror at Rick, to see what was happening. "We're out of gas" Rick informed us. I nodded and bounced Judith on my leg. "So, what are we gonna do? Search for a new car?" Carl asked, he was sitting next to me in the backseat. "Not today, it's getting dark. We will have to go in Glenn's car" Rick said. "We all can't fit in that one car" Carl argued. "I'll have to go on the back of Daryl's bike. Rick will take Judith and (Y/N) will have to sit on your lap, Carl" Carol told us. I looked at Carl for approval, not that he had a choice but he quickly nodded.
Carl and I are best friends, partners in crime through this shit world. Carl's had a crush on my for the past year or so... He doesn't know I know but, it's kind of obvious. I'm not complaining though, Carl, is attractive and funny and we get along well. So, if he ever got the courage to ask me out, I'd say yes but until then, the fact that I know, will remain a secret.
I pushed open the car door, climbing out and handing Rick his beautiful daughter. I watched as Carol got on the back of Daryl's bike. I gave a nod at Glenn, who was now outside of his car, we had a bet going that they were dating. So far, it seems like I'm winning.
I walked over to the trunk of the out of gas car, pulling out my back pack. I opened it up and pulled out my dark gray sweatshirt, quickly putting it on as it was getting cold. I threw my bag in the other car. I waited for everyone to say they were ready. Glenn and Rick sat up front. Rick had Judith on his leg. Maggie climbed in the back along with Sasha in the middle.
I watched Carl get in. He patted his lap. "Come sit" he said. I couldn't help but giggle as I climbed into his lap. "Damn, you're light. We need to find more food" Carl said to everyone. They all chuckled. I settled myself and leaned back. I felt the car go into motion and we began to drive to an unknown destination. My back was now against his chest. I put my head on his shoulder. Once I was comfortable, Carl wrapped his arms around my waist, holding me closer to him. I snuggled closer to him, turning my body so I could hide my face in his chest. I smiled as I inhaled, smelling the old cologne he found the other day. I closed my eyes and felt a blanket fall over us. I sighed and drifted into a blissful slumber.
~The Next Day~
I awoke to a shake of my shoulders. I opened my eyes slowly, seeing Daryl. "C'mon kid, time for breakfast" he said. I nodded as he walked off. I stretched and realized I was still on Carl. I looked at him. He was peacefully sleeping. "Hey, Grimes" I said, hitting him slightly. "Wake up". I shifted a little but he didn't wake up. I sighed and turned my body so I was straddling his lap. I gripped his shoulders in my hands and shook him slightly. "Carl, C'mon, wake up" I said softly. His eyes opened slowly, then shielded themselves from the bright sun light. "Good morning, sleepy head" I laughed. "Ugh" he sighed. "C'mon, Daryl said Breakfast is ready". I told him. "Fine" he sighed. I went to get off of him when I felt Carl's arm snake around my lower back. Carl got out of the car with me in his arms. "Why are you carrying me?" I giggled, wrapping my arms around his neck and legs around his waist. "Because a princess should be treated like one" Carl said. I blushed at his comment and stated "wow, not even ten minutes awake and you're already flirting". I watched as Carl's cheeks turned a rosy pink.
I looked around to see the group, not paying attention and they were about ten get away. "Stop walking for a second" I told him. Carl did as told and has a confused look on his face.
I smiled and pushed my lips against his. I could tell he was taken aback a little bit then melted into the kiss. I pulled away. Carl put me down gently. "I like my best friend. Should I tell her?" He asked. "I already knew" I said, walking away to breakfast.
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Grimes/ Riggs Imagines
FanfictionI needed to make my love for Carl Grimes known so, I wrote imagines, a written representation of everything I desire.