The Leader's Son (Chandler Riggs Fanfic)

Chapter 4

While Carl was walking me upstairs to our room we decided to play twenty one questions. "What's your middle name?" I asked him. "Joshua, what's yours?" "Morgan. Your turn Carl." "Okay, what's your favorite color?" he asked. "Okay before you say anything, I know it isn't technically a color, but it's black. What about you?" "Blue," he said. We walked in to his room and I put my bag down to sit on hid bed beside him. "Okay my turn, do you have a favorite food?" He asks. "Hm Cinnamon Toast Crunch!" He laughed. "What's YOUR favorite food?" I asked. "Chocolate pudding..." "Why do I feel like there's a story behind this?" I said. "Well there kinda is.." Carl said. "Will you tell me it?" "Well me and dad were staying in a house and I wanted to rebel so I left while he was sleeping and went to the house next door to look around in that house and I found a can of 112 ounces of chocolate pudding!! I grabbed the pudding and sat on the roof with a spoon and ate it while a walker was clawing at the window." "Woah but seriously who keeps 112 ounces of chocolate pudding in their house??" Carl smiles. "Shayla! Carl! Dinners ready!" We walk downstairs laughing about the 112 ounces of pudding. We sit down at the table and eat dinner with everyone after dinner Carl says "Hey shayla wanna go for a walk?" My dad seemed to be death glaring him... I wonder why. I agreed and we walked out both eating some cookies that Carol had made. "So do you wanna continue our game?" Carl says while smiling. "Sure you go first." "Okay do you have a favorite band?" Carl asked. "I actually have a few. Twenty Øne Piløts, Sleeping with Sirens, and 5 Seconds Of Summer." "Seriously? I love Twenty Øne Piløts!" He said. "I just met you and we already have stuff in common!" He said. I giggled. "I guess so." "What's your favorite Tøp song?" I asked. "Laneboy What about you?" "Migraine." "I like that one too." He said. "So when did you have you're first kiss?" he asked. " I-I haven't had my first kiss." I stuttered while blushing. "Oh really?" Carl said. "Yeah.." I said looking down. " Oh " He said laughing a little. " What's so funny?" "Nothing" He said while smiling to himself. "Okay.. So how many girls have you been with?" He stayed quiet for awhile then spoke up "Does kissing count?" "I guess so" Before I could think about anything Carl's lips were on mine. When he pulled away he leaned his forehead against mine and while biting his lip he said, "Then only one, you."