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Daniella's POV
I don't know why Carl is considering us friends. I don't even know him, nor does he know me. He is acting like we've been knowing each other since we were babies, or something. He attached onto me pretty quick. I'm not really the type of girl who attaches onto people easily. I am kind of a background person who stays quiet unless I have something on my mind to speak. People find me rude until they get to know me... well, at least the used to. Now, I think everyone is rude because of the crap he or she has been put through in the past two years.
"You listen to Cage the Elephant?" Carl asks.
I smirk: "Who doe--didn't?" I replied.
Carl quietly laughed.
I stared at him as he went through my music.
"I like your taste in music," Carl says.
"Thanks," I answered.
"You don't talk much, do you?" Carl asked.
"No, not really," I answered.
Carl chuckled and said: "You're a lot like your dad. You even kind of look like him."
I felt really happy internally when he said this. For the first time in my life I knew that there was another person who was like me. I used to get picked on in school because I was different than everyone. Not many people found me likeable. Therefore, it sparked my hatred for most people. I was an outcast.
I didn't show my emotion in my face or body language which confused Carl as to why I was unresponsive to him. I was caught in deep thought about how great it would be to meet my dad, the man who makes my abnormalities, normal.
"Ella?" Carl asked.
This broke my thought process.
"What did you just call me?" I asked.
"Uhhh... Ella?" Carl answered frightened that I was mad at him.
"My dad used to call me that... He was the only person ever to do that," I said.
Carl looked me with a slightly more relaxed look.
I smirked at him. "And you're the second," I said softly.
He smiled at me. He had an awesome smile. He was the second person I had ever to met my age that I actually liked and got along with.
Carl's POV
It has been a while since I've had a friend my age. I am so happy we found Ella. She is so gorgeous. Don't even get my started about her eyes. I think she may be my first crush, but I don't think she likes me back. She's defiantly warmed up to me, but only as her friend.I took the earbud out my ear and gave it to her. She quickly glanced at me, then looked down and glanced at the comforter. I reached out and lightly lifted her chin to face me. I took her earbud out her ear.
This is the perfect moment to try and make a small move on her. Just enough to let her know that I may like her. I know if I don't do it now, I'll regret it. Here's the thing... How will she react? I guess I'll just have to take my chances.
I tucked the extra hair that fell out her ponytail and into her face, behind her ear. I leaned over and kissed her cheek.
"I am really glad we found you," I whispered. "Goodnight."
I turned around and climbed down before Ella had time to respond or react to what I had just done.
Daniella's POV
Did he just...? What? I did not sign up for this. I do not want to be kissed by anyone, even if it is on the cheek. I do not want to have a crush on someone. I don't even know what a crush feels like. I've never had one. I know that since this just happened, I will feel very awkward around Carl. Why would he do that? I just met him! He really has a fast-working soul. I mean, I just crossed the line of "friends" with him. I think he crossed the line of "crush". I don't like him back. Although, he's nice and everything. I can't have a crush on Carl. I mean, from what Rick was saying, Daryl is one of his best friends. I'm Daryl's daughter and he is Rick's son, and that just can't work out without awkwardness in it.
I lie back with a confused face. I stare at the ceiling for about 20 seconds before I find myself dozing off.
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Daniella began crying in her sleep and moving frantically. Her breathing and heart rate began to increase. She started to let out small screams and unclear words. She was having a nightmare. What could it possibly be about?
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Carl's POV
I woke up to find Ella frighteningly dreaming. She was rolling and kicking a lot. She started screaming and crying. I couldn't hear what she was saying. I climbed up to her bed and woke her up with caution. I was in the range of getting injured of her kicking. I shake her with a lot of strength behind it.
"ELLA! WAKE UP!" I whisper in a screaming tone.
Ella sits up and starts crying. I look at her with concern. I pull her into me, grasping her head into my collar bone.
"I'm so sorry," she whispers trying to catch her breathe.
"Shhhh, calm down before you talk. You're in distress. You don't have to apologize. Just close your eyes and think of something happy. You're in the car with your dad, pre-apocolypse, and you have classic rock blaring on the radio because of your love for alternative and his love for metal, y'all met in the middle to classic rock. You guys are laughing and having a good time," I say trying to calm her.
I held her in my arms for about 20 minutes. I feel her breathe calming and her body is starting to relax. Her arms snake around my waist taking me by surprise. She hugs me so tight as if she felt so safe because I was holding her.
She sits up after about 5 minutes. She takes the neckline of her shirt and wipes her forehead to dry the small droplets of sweat that formed on her skin. She looks up into my eyes and gives me a sweet, but hestitant smile.
I think she was hesitant because of the kiss on her cheek I had given her.
"Thank you," she says.
"I truely was no problem at all," I say before giving her a smile.
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