Dreams become Reality: Book Two in the Carl Grimes Series

Chapter 10

"Maybe I wanted you to."

I think I chose the wrong answer. I saw his face and I walked over to him on my knees. I bent down next to him putting my lips on his. He kicked the door shut and I layed on him. I felt his hands go up my back, the chils up my spine. I keep my eyes shut and my lips on his. I didn't worry about anything around me. I just thought of good things. Flowers, Unicorns, and him. I open my eyes and see him struggling. I get up letting go of him.

"What was that for?" He smirked.

I put my hand on the doorknob and lock the door, wiggling my eyebrows. I run over to the bed and he comes over to me, taking his dirty boots off. He puts his chest on mine and focuses on my lips. He pushes his lips hard onto mine. My hands didn't know where to go, I wrapped them around his neck. I felt his wet stringy hair and tugged on it. I didn't know what else to do. Were we going to do it? I shook around and let go.

"Carl. I can't."

"Why?" He peals his body off of mine and lays beside me.

"I don't wanna have sex Carl. It's my choice."

"Who said we were having sex?"

I shrugged my shoulders. He smiled.

"I just don't want it to end up like that. Just like the house in our dream." I smiled at the end remembering that meth house.

"That was fun. The video games. The video games."

"You saying my kissing isn't fun?" My left eyebrow came up.

He kissed me and shook his head.

"No, your kisses are the bomb." He smiled and chuckled.

A knock was heard at the door and the doorknob was wiggling.

"OPEN THIS DOOR RIGHT NOW SON." Rick's voice was stern and scary.

Carl got up from the bed and I walked into the bathroom so he wouldn't see my with no pants and get the wrong idea.

Carls POV

I unlock the door and open it, afraid for a slap across the face. None was given.

"What in the name are you guys doing in here? Why was the door locked?"

"Well, Molly and I were talking until you interrupted. The door was locked before I came in. She always keeps her door locked for safety reasons." I lied at the last part and felt guilty.

"Good. No funny bussiness Carl." He put his hand in his pocket and walked down the hall.

I shut the door, my face doused in sweat. I wiped it with my plaid sleeve.

"Molly, he's gone."

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(back to mollys pov unless i say so)

I walk out of the bathroom, pulling the large foo-fighters shirt below my waist so I can come out feeling comfortable.

"God, what did he say to you?"

"He was wondering why the door was locked. I came up with a stupid reason why."

"What did you say?"

"I told him you locked it for safety reasons." He smiled and dragged his foot across the floor.

I walk closer to him and peck his cheek. I grab the blanket from the bottom of my bed and wrap it around my waist and go to the laundry room to grab some pants. I see Lori folding for what looks like Carl's boxers.