[since for me there's only couple hours left of this year, here's little imagine about new year in the apocalypse. Hope you'll like it :)]
I was sitting on the watch tower staring at the stars. Now when electricity didn't work anywhere besides Alexandria on the sky could be seen millios of shiny points.
I heard cheers and music from the center of Alexandria. It's funny how they still kept track of time...and celebrated new year. There's no fireworks of course. They're not that dumb. But there's lots of alcohol and music.
Everyone is singing, dancing and having fun. Everyone besides me. I don't know why. Maybe I forgot how to have fun after all I've been through? Or maybe i didn't want another year to come? To live one more year in cruel world like this one.
Instead of being here, now I probably should be begging Rick for one more glass of champagne, sending shy glances to Carl descret enough that he wouldn't notice, just to see his smile and counting seconds to new year.
"What are you doin here?" someone's voice from behind me snapped me out of my thoughts. I knew who that was. I slowly turned to Carl who was standing on the ladder leading to the watch tower. His hair were messy and in hand he was holding glass filled with some liquid, champagne, I guess.
"Looking at the stars...thinking" I shrugged and turned back to the horizon.
I heard him coming closer. Then he sat besides me, close enough for our arms to touch. I shivered cause of his closeness. I felt his gaze on me.
"Why? Out there is a pretty good party. Dad gave me champagne" he lightly shook his glass with a smile plastered on his lips.
"I'm not really into partying" I faked a chuckle but still haven't returned his gaze. His stare became more intense. As he didn't said anything for a couple minutes I spoke up again "and why are you here? If the party is so good you should be there"
"I was looking for you" he admitted quietly and shifted his gaze to the floor
I looked up at him surprised. In all honesty that was the last thing I've expected him to say. But I also need to admit that hearing it made me feel butterflies in my stomach.
"Why?" my rose my eyebrows glancing up at him
"It's almost new year...and...and Glenn told me about this tradition where if you'll...kiss someone on midnight then next year will be lucky for you" he explained quietly as he was fiddling with his fingers. I felt blush rushing on my cheeks. Gladly it was dark so boy wouldn't see it "s-so I was thinking who I can possibly kiss" after a second of silence he added and nudged my side gently "you were my best guess...I mean, both of us need luck pretty badly, right?" He chuckled to hide that he's nervous.
"W-was I?" I focused on what he said earlier. My voice was trembling as I've asked it.
"Soooo, will you be my new year's kiss?" he asked looking me in the eyes.
I stared at him shocked. I wanted to say yes. Of course I wanted! I had crush on him for so long! But before any sound escaped from my mouth we heard standing from party. We both looked in the direction of lights and voices and I chuckled softly turning back to him.
Standing continued.
Five
Four
I looked at him. In a faint light I could see that his cheeks were as red as mine.
Three
He gently cupped my cheek and brought mey face closer to his.
Two
He looked at me, leaning for a kiss but stopped and he hesitate and waited for my agreement
One
I wanted it. And now I knew he did too. I put my hands on back of his neck and closed the gap between us, connecting our lips. His kiss was gentle, like he was scared of doing anything I wouldn't like, but also really sweet. Our lips moved in sync. I loved every second of it. As he kissed me all the cheers and music, everything went silent. Now only thing that was important was two of us.
Slowly he pulled away from me opening his eye. I soon did the same and looked at his face. It was clear he liked it as much as I did. In his blue orb could be seen excitement. I smiled widely and licked my lips.
"That was...wow" I mumbled looking at him happily.
"Yeah" he agreed caressing my cheek which he was still cupping „Would you like to be my girlfriend?" he suddenly asked quietly and smiled to me hopefully.
I looked at him surprised and nodded instantly hugging him. He hugged back tightly. After a few minutes he pushed back to look at me.
"It definitely will be better year then the last one" he stated nudging my side
„yeah, last one was shitty" I chuckled and shrugged
"Don't talk shit about last year, you should be happy that we at least survived" he also chuckled
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Carl Grimes Imagines
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