Carl's POV
I woke up well rested the next morning. I stretched, got up, and stood on the ladder to look at Morgan sleeping. That's normal, right? Even if it wasn't she looked even more angelic and beautiful than ever when she slept. Her hair was in a ponytail, and her lips were slightly parted. How I wish I could kiss those lips. C'mon, Carl, I thought to myself. Keep dreaming. She'll never love you the way you love her.
Morgan stirred slightly, and then opened her beautiful green eyes. She looked at me, standing at the foot of the bed.
"Good morning, Carl," said a sleepy Morgan.
"Good morning, babe." Oh shit! Shit shit shit shit. I am such a dumbass, I thought to myself. To change the subject quickly, I asked, "Are you going to get up now or in a bit?"
"In a few minutes," she replied.
I went down to the ground level, and went to find my dad. He was already up so I asked what we were doing today.
"Today is a 'walker-stabbing-at the fence' day. How did Morgan sleep?" He asked me.
"She slept really good, actually. She said she wants to get a few more minutes of sleep, though," I replied.
"No need for that. I said she needs to earn our trust. I meant it, Carl." My dad said sternly.
"I know dad," I said as I walked back to me and Morgan's cell.
Hm, how should I wake Morgan up? I thought.
"MORGAN I SEE STARBUCKS!!" I shouted. (A/N: Morgan I know how much you love Starbucks haha)
"OH MY GOD WHERE?!?!" Morgan screamed. She sat up quick, causing her to fall off of the bed. Luckily I was there to catch her when she fell off, and she landed in my arms.
I couldn't resist. So I leaned in slowly, until my lips met hers. I felt sparks and fireworks throughout my whole body.
"Oh.. um sorry. Um yea sorry," I said awkwardly, after I had realized what I had done and pulled back.
"It's fine, I'm gonna go now," Morgan said, and put her feet onto the floor. She started walking away from me, and then she stopped. Out of the blue. I was gonna ask what was wrong, but then she turned around. She started speed walking to me and I shielded my face for impact, but I never felt the hit. Instead I felt hands on the back of my head and I was being pulled by Morgan, and I felt her lips on mine. There they are again. Those damn sparks and fireworks. When will they stop? Nevermind, I don't want them to.
She pulled away, with the cutest smirk on her face. She basically skipped out of the damn cell room. Oh god, I love her.
Out at the fence, we had jobs to do. Morgan, Caitlin, and I had the jobs of attracting the walkers to the fence and then stabbing them. Michonne, well she just went out in the open field and started slicing them up.
My back was turned from everyone as I went a little ways down the fence. I then heard a scream, followed by my name. I ran to who it was. It was Morgan. With a big bite on her forearm.
"Morgan!! No no no no no no no!! You can get help! I can get help! HERSHEL!! MORGAN WAS BIT!!" I screamed, uncontrollable tears running down my face.
"Carl, she's bit... nothing will help!" My dad told me, a few tears escaping his bloodshot eyes.
"NO!!! I'M NOT LETTING HER DIE!!" I screamed out, sobbing.
I then heard Morgan's weak voice whisper, "Carl, I love you so much.." before drifting away. Physically in my arms, but not mentally.
I woke up, startled. In a bed. What the....?
"MORGAN?! WHERE'S MORGAN?!" I yelled.
"Woah, woah! Carl I'm right here! I'm right here! What's wrong?! You were shaking and screaming in your sleep!" Morgan said, frantic.
I quickly leaned over and took Morgan in my embrace and buried my head in the crook of her neck, sobbing. "Y-you were b-bitten and y-you d-died! I-I saw you!" I exclaimed, followed my another sob.
"Carl! Calm down! I'm right here. I'm not dead! I am right here!' Morgan told me, squeezing me tighter. All of a sudden, I realized what I was doing. Being a little cry baby. But that didn't stop me from frantically looking at her arm to make sure she wasn't bitten.
"Oh, thank god!" I cried out hugging her again. I kissed her forehead. "Don't EVER leave me." I sternly told Morgan.
"I won't. I promise." She replied as she crawled into my bunk, facing me and holding my hands. We soon drifted to sleep together.
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Be There For Me (Carl Grimes)
FanficMorgan Evans is a normal teenage girl. Well, as normal as you can get in a zombie apocalypse. Just when her and her companion and best friend Caitlin Peters run out of hope, they find a new family that will protect them, console them, and love them.