20 year old Hannah is the only daughter of Negan, who loves and protects her with everything. When she is forced to meet the group who killed her dad's men, what will happen when she notices Daryl looking at her? Is it love?
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~ Hannah's Outfit ~
Me and Daryl haven't spoken for a month now. It's killing us both. He's not been himself. I've seen him. I sit on the porch steps for some fresh air and I can see everyone. He's off. I've not eaten properly. I really miss him. Rosita has just been a bitch. Nothing new there. But she likes to rub my nose in it. She's seriously gonna get it! ----
Dad went on a run with Daryl and Rick. I stayed and decided to help Lexi decorate the nursery for the baby. She wanted a neutral colour since we didn't know the sex yet. I was painting the walls when Lexi turned to me, stroking her bump: "You've not been eating have you Han?" I was trying to hard not to cry, so I just shook my head and carried on painting. She sighed, took the brush out of my hand and pulled me into a hug. I broke. I tell to the ground crying for Daryl. She got on the ground with me and we hugged for ages. She's my best friend and she's the only one who seems to care at the minute. ----
Lexi made me go and sit on the porch to get some fresh air. She came out holding a cup of tea. She handed it to me. "Here" She smiled. "Thank you" I smiled, taking the tea. It was too hot to drink so I put it on the step to cool. She sat next to me and sighed. "I hope they're all okay out there. They've been gone ages" She checked her watch.
All of a sudden the gate opened and in ran dad and Rick holding a wounded Daryl. I didn't hesitate to run to him. "Oh my god Daryl!" I cried. "What happened?" "He was shot" Rick said. "We need to get him inside!" "Lexi baby. Go grab the doctor" Dad asked. She nodded and ran to find him. ----
They fixed up Daryl but he was still in a lot of pain. I didn't leave his side. He was sleeping. He's been sleeping for hours. I held his hand as I spoke to him. "You really are not yourself are you Daryl? I really miss you. This is so shit! If we hadn't have argued in the first place, this would never have happened. I love you" I cried. All of a sudden he squeezed my hand. "Daryl?" I shot my head up. He just groaned in pain. I softly kissed his cheek 3 times before whispering in his ear: "It's me Hannah. I've got you. I love you" He squeezed harder. "I'm sorry for everything" He cried. "Shhh don't cry. It's the past. We need to look into the future. I love you." "I love you too" He choked on his tears. I wiped them away with my sleeve. "It's me and you against the world Mr Dixon" I sniffed my tears. "It sure is" He smiled. We kissed softly.
