~Willow's POV~
Since Andrea was back, I knew the RV would be cram packed. So, I decided to ask Daryl if he cared if I slept with him. His response completely shocked me. I expected him to be totally against it, but he said it was fine with him as long as I didn't bother him.
I agreed, and that night, i moved my stuff from Lori, Carl, and Rick's tent, to Daryl's. That night, I shivered and shook in the cold wind blowing by. I knew I was gonna die of hypothermia if i didn't get warm soon.
I decided to get up, and ask Daryl if I could sleep in his sleeping bag with him. Again, he said it was fine, as long as I didn't bother him. I slowly crept into the sleeping bag, trying not to annoy him. That night i slept peaceful and warm, knowing i had feelings for Daryl Dixon.
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FanfictionWillow Grace was like every other child in her neighborhood. Her dad and her hunted deer and boar. Deer heads hung every where in their house. She loved her family and her life. Until the apocalypse came. All hell broke loose. ALL hell. First, her b...
