Cute Imagines...

Cute Daryl Dixon Imagine

Hello friends! I am sooo sorry for my absence but I am back and this one is for @_DelaneyDixon_

Listen to Scars by Papa Roach, I was listening it while writing this and it just felt right.

Delaney's POV:

I'm closed up, everyone in the group knows that. They think I can't feel anything towards people but they are wrong, in fact I have developed feeling for the one and only Daryl Dixon.

A few months ago the group found me and I was beyond happy when I found out that my step-brother, Glenn was in this 'group'.

Right now the group was huddled in the courtyard of the jail and Rick was explaining how we were running low on supplies and that some people needed to go on a run.

"Well we all know we can't send chinaman, we all know what happens when that happens." Daryl says, causing everyone to look at Maggie and Glenn.

"I'll go," I volunteer. Everyone just nodded and nobody seemed to care, even Glenn. Maybe its because they know I am tough.

"Me too," Daryl says. Of course Carol objects but he pays no attention to her. Carol is sweet but her obsession with Daryl is a little scary (AN: I love Carol, it just goes).

After we pack our weapons we get into the green honda and start driving toward the little mart we go to for supplies. Once we arrive I get out and walk in, paying no attention to Daryl. I grabbed some water and baby food, along with some deoderant and meds. Daryl grabs any clothes that'll fit the group members and some baby toys for Judith.

We look around for anything extra and out of nowhere Daryl calls for me. I walk over and see him staring at some writing on the wall.

Hey little brother

I had met Merle once and to say the least, he was an ass. I look over to Daryl and see him smiling, I dont think I've ever seen him smile. It only made me love him more, and that isn't always a good thing when it comes to Daryl Dixon.

"Daryl," I say. He just grunts in reply. He just stares at the writing on the wall. Am I really about to confess my feelings?

"I love you," Apparently I am. He turns around abruptly and stares at me in shock. I just look at the ground, letting my ombré hair fall into my face.

"I know it's stupid and you probably don't even think about me that way, I just .... Wanted you to know before I die." I tell him.

Out of nowhere, I hear him chuckle. "I can't believe this,".

I can't but feel really stupid. Of course he doesnt like me, I am me and he is, him.

He must sense my feelings because he begins to repeat 'no' over and over again.

"I like you too, well love actually." He says 'love' as though the word is foreign to him. I just shake my head,

"Its fine, really." I say about to walk away but he grabs my shoulder and turns me around so that I am making direct eye contact with him. He looks into my bright blue eyes and I stared back into his amazing brown ones. He takes me by surprise and leansin and plants his lips on mine. His lips taste like honey and I feel sparks shoot down my spine, as cliché as that sounds. After a few seconds, he pulls away.

"Don't ever doubt the way I feel about you," He says, pushing my hair out of my eyes.

"We better get back," He adds. I nod and we grab all the stuff and load it into the car.

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This stinks doesn't it? I am sorry Delaney. If you want a rewrite, i would be fine with it. But onto anothet thing. I hav notices that I've lost reader thoughout the book. So I just wanted to ask .... why?

-Yazi