I'll remember us (A Carl Grimes Fan Fiction OC/AU)

Chapter Fourteen: Bedroom ...

Lindsey's POV:

"He's already bandaged, he won't feel a thing. Put him down in Rick's bed"

"And the girl?"

"They'll be fine, she's asleep as well. I'm sure he'll wake up and leave, he has no thoughts of her."

. . .

I don't know how it happened, or why it happened, but it did. I didn't wanna get up nor did I wanna stay in bed with Carl. How long have we been asleep? I was supposed to wait for him to return, but my stupid ass fell asleep before he could. Now we're both here lying in the same bed together. Only he's still asleep.

I don't want anybody to walk in on us, they'll think I'm doing something weird to him in his sleep. I don't think anyone knows we're in here. He probably came in here while I was asleep — Oh no...

     The worst thought came across my head. What if he did something... no, no, no. He wouldn't do that. But then again why not? No! I can't think like that. Pull yourself together Lindz! I repeated over and over in my head.

For a split second I just stared at him, furious, scared, then once again angry. I wanted to wake him up, but I also didn't. I couldn't hold it any longer, I wanted to find out what he did. I'm sure he didn't do anything, he wouldn't.

I pulled up my tank top, pulled down my ankle socks and rolled up my pants to check for any marks or evidence. All clear.

     Suddenly, a tiny little groan escaped his mouth. And his eyelids slowly started to open. Oh no, what am I gonna do? How do I explain why I was in his room? Yet alone awake and waiting for him!?

Carl suddenly sat up frightened, "Lindsey what are you doing here!?" He said.

I stick my palms out shaking them, "Nothing! Nothing! I was, well I – uh, stopped by!"

He takes a quick glance at my bare stomach which had been left when I raised my tank top to check for any bruises.

Carl began to turn bright red, "Um, did you — You didn't, um, you didn't —"

"Oh my gosh!" I cover my face with my hands in embarrassment.

"Hey it's okay."

"But I didn't — wait it's okay!? How can it be in any way okay you sick bastard!?" I shout

"No," he says as he scoots closer to me, the bed creaking every time he moved, " I mean that I believe you. You wouldn't do anything." He smiles.

I feel my face cool down, "Good cause that's not what happened. I just suddenly woke up and you — wait a minute, what do you mean I wouldn't do anything?" I furrow my brows yet feel anxious at the fact that we were slightly closer now.

"I'm saying you just wouldn't do anything!" He chuckles. "You're not the type."

"So you think I'm incapable of doing that? Huh?" I say feeling insulted.

"Well would you?" He lifts his brow.

"I shouldn't have to answer to you in any kind of way! I know who I am and I'm not —" my words get cut off as he scoots even closer to me.

"And you're not what?" He says as he crawls towards me. "Tempted?" He continues.

"I – no of course not!" I shout as I feel the blood rush back to my face and ears. Why was Carl doing this? Oh god, his eyes. Don't look at his eyes.

He crawls in so close that his face is only inches from mine. He leans in and as I close my eyes preparing for the kiss, a long pause took place. I open my eyes and see his eyes staring into mine. He let out a breathy chuckle and I felt his breath on my lips before he backed away and sat next to me.