My Damaged Savior (A Daryl Dixon Love Story) [Pre apocalyptic] Wattys 2019

Chapter 21

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Daryl and I ended up not leaving the field. We stayed right there after finally talking it out. "Stop it," I said breaking the silence between us. We were currently lying in the bed of his truck looking up at the stars. I knew what he was thinking though. I could see the wheels turning in his head.

"Wha'?" he asked while turning to look at me. "I know what you're doing. You're trying to figure out why I like you, so quit it," I said. Daryl sighed and ran a hand over his face. "Why do ye?" he asked. I rolled my eyes. I knew that's what he was thinking about.

"You don't see what I see. You're a good guy, Daryl. You can take care of yourself, you're funny, and you're an amazing kisser," we both laughed slightly at the last one. "Ye think too highly of me," he said simply. I snorted and shook my head.

"No," I said sitting up. He tried to sit up with me but I put my hand on his chest and pushed him back a little so I could look him in the face, even though he avoided eye contact. "You think to poorly of yourself, Daryl," I said. Daryl sighed again.

Neither of us really knew where to go from here. We had moved to a completely different area of our....well whatever this was between us. He sat up and slung an arm around me which I was a little surprised about. I wasn't expecting him to be so affectionate.

He was always different when we were alone though. I wanted to lean into him but I didn't want to push my luck with him and make him feel uncomfortable so I just stayed where I was and let him do what he wanted to do. It was at least four in the morning by now.

I caught myself full on staring at Daryl and kind of zoning out. "Wha' are ye thinking 'bout?" he asked me. I shifted a little and I was a little surprised when he didn't stiffen or remove his arm. "I was uh...just honestly looking at you and remembering what it felt like to kiss you."

Though he hadn't kissed me that long ago and there were a lot more kisses shared after that I just couldn't seem to get it out of my head. It made my heart skip a beat and my head spin. I could still feel his lips against mine. "Oh," he said quietly. I was hoping I didn't sound like an idiot.