When He Takes Care of You

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(A/N)
I am trying to get these done but school sucks. But I know it will be worse in high school. Ugh. Anyways, hope you enjoy!

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(Carl's pov)

I can't take it anymore. I HAVE to see (y/n). She has been sick for a week. I feel sick to my stomach when I know she is hurting. It's killing me.

That's it. Dad can't keep me from her. He CAN'T and I won't let him. I know a secret way to get in. I can cover my mouth and nose so then I won't get sick.

I go through the small hole in the wall near where the people are quarantined. I get in and run through the hall looking through the cells. I find one with a (h/c) haired girl in the floor with blood all over her hands. I run in and turn her over. It was (y/n). "HERSHEL!!!" I yelled, starting to cry. She was my best friend but I loved her... More than a friendly love though. 

(Hershel's pov)

I hear my name being yelled and I got up the stairs as fast as I could. I got to a cell with (y/n) in the floor with blood covering her hands and Carl cradling her, crying. I feared the worst.

(Carl's pov)

"Glenn!!!" Hershel yelled as I kept my mouth and nose covered. Glenn came stumbling in. He had a look of shock on his face. "Carl... You shouldn't be here." Hershel spoke before Glenn could. "I have to be. She is my best friend and I can't lose her. I-I love her." Glenn smiled and Hershel nodded. We carefully lifted her up and laid her on the bed.

After a little while. (Y/n) was okay. Her breathing, heart rate, and temperature have gone back to normal.

I thanked Glenn and Hershel for saving her and they both left. But not before they said I needed to leave as soon as possible.

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(Your pov)

You woke up to a cold rag on your head and a soft hand holding yours. You slowly opened your eyes to see a blur. But you could make out the sheriffs hat and a handkerchief over part of the face. You smiled because you knew is was Carl. But then you frowned because he might get sick. Your vision clears and you can see that Carl is crying. You squeeze his hand and he looks up. You felt a hell of a lot better.

You smile slightly and so does Carl. "Hey. You're awake."

"Yeah. Do you know how long I was out? Where's Glenn and Hershel? I need to help people. Why are you here? You need to leave. I don't want you sick. Please, don't get sick. It's hell."

"Calm down. You've been out for about 3 hours. Or that is when I got here. Glenn and Hershel are helping. You need to rest. I couldn't let myself be away from you. I will leave in a little while. I promised Glenn and Hershel that I would leave as soon as you woke up. You don't need to worry about me. Hershel said that you were getting worse." He answered all of the questions that You had rambled on about. You were smiling until you heard him say you were getting worse. He started to cry again.

You reach up and gently wipe his tears away. He smiles lightly and says, "I should go. Dad is probably worried sick." He started to walk out of the cell but you quickly said, "Carl... Can I tell you something before you go. Just incase I don't see you again." He came back in and sat on the bed.

"Of course and don't say that. You are strong. You WILL survive this. Promise me you'll try to fight?"

"I promise." You cough after you finish saying that.

"Good. Now, after you tell me something I will tell you what I have wanted to for a while. Deal?"

"Deal."

"Okay. You go first."

"I love you. And no, not in a best friend way, more than that. I have known my feelings since the farm. I wanted to confess them as soon as you woke up but I was too afraid. Now that I am the one on the death bed...I just needed to tell you. I-I love you, Carl."

"I love you too. I have known since the first time we met. I can't bare the thought of living without you. When you make it out of this we will be together. But if...ya know... You don't, then I want to say it now. Will you be my girlfriend?"

"Absolutely. I would love to."

You smiled as he walked out of the cell to go back to Rick.

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(A/N)

Hey guys. I hope you like this.  Thanks for reading hope you like it. Tell me what you think In the comments.

✌🏻️peace out my lovelies

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