The Walking Dead Fanfic. It's to late. (Carl Grimes)

Re-meeting.

"Hi, my name is Jessica. This is Abby, Carl, Daryl and Merle.". I said.

"Well nice ro meet you, I'll get Andrea to show you around!". Then a girl, probably around 20 to 28 years old, stepped out from behind the governour. When she saw us her eyes went wide and she started to lead us away. When we were far away from the group of people she turned around.

"Is that really you Andrea?" Daryl said.

"I could ask you the same thing." she replied. She looked at Merle and then at Carl and smiled. Then she looked at me and Abby. "Who are they?" she asked.

"This is ma sister and that's... ummm, Abby." Daryls said. Merle laughed.

"Future girlfriend aswell" he mumbled. Me and Carl laughed and Daryl gave Merle a violent nudge. Andrea smirked and Abby looked deep in thought.

"So you're considering it Abby?". If looks could kill I would be dead right know. I just fell on the ground laughing, Carl as well. Andrea showed us around while telling us how Michonne helped her escape from the farm. To be honest, I didn't think Michonne was a person that helped, judging by the she always stares at me.

"You can stay here and clean up. We've got hot water and electricity.". And with that she walked of.

We entered the house and Abby shot straight into one of the bathrooms. Daryl shrugged and went to the another other one, Merle doing the same. Carl sat on the couch and I headed to the kitchen. I started to search through the cupboards and drawers, and found enough food to last us for a year!

I went upstairs, just to look around, when a hand puts itself around my mouth. It let go after a while (and after me "screaming") and I turned around to see Carl standing there with a smirk on his face.

"God Carl you scared the shit out of me!". He laughed and a playfully pushed him. He pushed me back and I pushed him. This went on for a while until he pushed me onto the floor, landing on top of me. He smirked again and started... tickling me! I'm soooo ticklish! I squealed and squirmed but I could not get out from under him. He finally stopped after I put my hands up in surrender.

I took large breaths because my lungs needed some air from all that squealing. I looked up and saw those blue eyes staring at me. I stared straight back. I could now feel his warm breath against my skin. We were inches apart when Abby came up the stairs, her hair all wet from her shower.

"Ohhhhh! Carl and Jessica sittin' in a tree! K-I-S-S-I-N-G" she said. I mentally facepalmed myself. She has a mind of a six year old! Well, make that five.

She went into one of the bedrooms and me and Carl stood up.

"Well, it was fun "fighting" with ya." I said. I could feel my cheeks burning up.

"Ye, real fun." he replied. God I can sense the awkwardness. He looked a bit down and I went up to him. He looked at me, and I kissed him on the cheek. He stood there, paralyzed. I smirked and entered one of the rooms.

I looked around and saw a wardrobe at the far corner. I went over towards it and looked inside. Clean clothes! I grabbed some black ripped jeans, a black top with short sleeves, and black converse. They looked around my size.

I peeked around my door and Carl was gone. I headed downstairs, with the clothes, to the bathroom Abby was in. I entered and got undressed. I had a nice warm shower while going over what happened today...