Be Good ( Bethyl a.k.a Beth and Daryl fanfiction/TWD)

Lost

A fan fiction of Beth and Daryl getting to know each other in a much deeper way. As they finally find the group they face a lot of dangers and dramas.

P.S sorry for my English grammar, and mistakes i'll make throughout the story.

Chapter 1.

"What changed your mind?" Beth asked with curiosity in her cute voice.

Daryl sat still, lingering at her, and eating at the same time. You can feel a lot of tension in this room right now.

"Ya know" Daryl answered sneaky.

"What?" Beth kept going her questioning.

He stared at her for a while, trying to think how to answer without saying anything stupid.

He gazed at her, as he wanted to say something.

"Mm m" he growled, not knowing how to answer her.

"Don't 'Mm m'. What changed your mind?" she asked in a cute tiny voice.

He stared at her, couldn't move his eyes off of her. It happened for like 15 seconds, until she understood what he kept in his mind, wanting to tell her, but not having enough courage to tell her that.

"Oh" she gasped. She understood that she lit that light inside him that made him change his mind.

"Ya should get some sleep, tomorrow's a hard day, hope yer feet is better now, don't wanna waste time waiting for ya though" Daryl changed object, didn't want to feel more embarrassed than he is now.

"Suppose you're right. Good night Daryl" Beth tapped him on the shoulder,as she disappeared.

"What the hell is wrong with ya Daryl? Ya're turning in to a little pussy" He thought to himself.

As he stopped thinking about that, he heard Beth bawl. Instantly he ran up the stairs, and found a room Beth was in.

"What happened?" He asked with an anxiety in his voice. "Why ya were screaming, Beth?"

"Sorry, it was just a rat, had a not beautiful experience with those.." Beth looked still scared. She would probably want to sleep with someone next to her.

"Huh?" Daryl mumbled. " I thought a damn walker caught ya, you scared shit outta me Beth"

"Sorry Daryl, didn't mean to" she felt guilty for making him anxious.

"Naaaw, it's okay, go to sleep now, see ya tomorrow" Daryl stepped out of the room as Beth's voice reached his ears.

"Daryl.."

"What d'ya want Beth?"

"Can I sleep next to you? Is it too much to ask? "

"No, it's not, but I don't know Beth. What 'bout I sleep on the sofa, and ya in yer bed, deal?" he sounded tired.

"But ya need to rest Daryl. Sofa isn't kind of a choice"

"Don't be in a stew 'bout me, by the way ladies first"

"Why can't we sleep in one bed? It's big. Enough place for two or even three. We're friends right? " she smiled at him.

"Damn screw it. Okay, but first and last time. Don't wanna to get in any trouble, ya know what I mean?" he mumbled and put his crossbow on the coffee table next to the bed.

"Come 'ere Mr. Dixon" she giggled.

He shook off his shoes, and jumped on the bed next to 'er.

"What I am doing for fuck sake?" he thought as he was lying next to her.