"Thank you," Henry smiled, closing his eyes as he enjoyed the warmth of the blankets.
"Ezekiel left... with Carol... Daryl, Michonne, Jesus..." I said quietly as I sat down next to him.
"I know."
"You're not freaking out?"
"I'm used to it. And, not really in the right mindset. They'll be okay," he slurred his words a little.
"Henry, who are the people?" I ask as I gently run my fingers through his hair in an attempt to comfort him. I know we only started this yesterday, but it already feels like it's a normal thing.
"I don't remember," he said quietly, rubbing his head. "It's just a group of people, I don't remember much." He sighs. "Just lay with me, I need body heat."
I gently sigh, climbing under the blankets and moving close to him. He wrapped his arms around me as I did him.
"I'm sorry I scared you again," he whispered, resting his chin on my head.
"You seriously need to stop that."
"I know," he whispered, gently putting his hand on the back of my head, playing with my hair. "You smell nice."
"You smell disgusting."
"You're beautiful."
"You look disgusting."
He smiled. "You have a gift, you know that? You're beautiful."
"Yes, my one and only gift," I force a week smile. "Just sleep. It's nighttime now."
"I don't want too," he said quietly, gently kissing my lips. He has sobered up enough to control himself, but I feel like if he was completely sober he would be feeling too awkward to be doing this as smoothly as he was without falling off the bed or something.
He hovered over me, keeping our lips in contact. My arms reached up, wrapping around his neck as my legs opened. I could tell he wasn't trying to have sex, I wasn't either.
All that happened, was like were connected (one point it was tongues as well) and feelings (physical and emotional) were (physically and emotionally) felt.
***
"...and you're beautiful and you're amazing and you're perfect and I could never ask for anybody better than you..." Henry finished.
"Why did you say all of that?" I ask quietly as he smiles.
"Just felt like it," he shrugged, tucking a piece of hair behind my ear. "Now you should sleep."
"I thought you didn't want too."
"I don't. But you should sleep."
***
"Navy!" Addy screeched. I rolled my eyes, turning to her. She was walking with Gage and Rodney. "Hi!" It's kind of strange how I only see them around nighttime, even if it is just dinner and the sun is just setting.
"Hey," I mumbled.
"What's that second plate for? Got a boyfriend waiting for you?" Gage asked, motioning to my second plate.
"Would you just stop and leave her alone?" Addy hissed.
I've decided to mess with them. "Maybe, maybe not," I smirked.
"Am I gonna have to follow you back to your room to find out?" He smirked back.
I shrugged. "Maybe."
Addy's expression changed. She got aggravated and pushed Gage. She looked at me. "Stop flirting with him!" She hissed. I smiled a little at her. She's jealous, that's what it is. I just wanted to figure it out for sure.
"Kay," I muttered. I looked at Gage. "Don't follow me back home. My boyfriend will see you and beat your ass in the ground," I raised my eyebrows in a threatening way and then walked back to the hotel.
When I got there, I butted the door shut and then placed Henry's plate on his nightstand and my plate on mine. The tv was on, and I turned the lamp on as well.
"Navy?" Henry asked as his head - messy, wet hair - popped out from the bathroom. He smiled. He popped his head back in, shuffling was heard, and he came out wearing just his jeans.
He was trying to impress me.
It was working.
"You showered finally?" I asked as he got into the bed, taking another pain pill.
"Yep." He grabbed his plate and began eating. "And I talked to Dad with Alden's Walkie talkie, he came by to let me talk to him."
"And?" I asked, eager to hear what's going on.
"They took down Albany, but Jesus got hurt. They're at Alexandria and he should be fine, but they won't be back for another week or so, they just want to stay together - the fighting group - in case they have to load up last minute. They don't know if any of them escaped or not."
"So this is..."
"Good news," Henry finished for me. "Dad seemed really happy."
"That's good," I replied. I was about to sit down with him, but somebody knocked on the door.
I sighed.
I walked over to the door and opened it, seeing Addy standing on the other side.
"I'm sorry... for what I said. I just get jealous because I've liked Gage for a long time and he only flirts with everybody else. I just get a little possessive sometimes. Can I come in?"
"It's okay and I'm a little busy right now-"
She pushed the door open, walking in herself. What a nosy bitch.
"And like I've never really been to famous with the guys and I get jealous when other girls are-"
She stopped herself and looked at Henry, her jaw fell as she examined his shirtless upper half in bed. I have to admit - the scene looked exactly like what she said next.
"Henry?!" She turned to me. "First you steal Gage and then you steal him? He was the first boy to actually like me!"
"Wait what?" I asked. Henry put his plate on the table, preparing to stand up.
"Just two nights ago he seemed pretty joyful to be tasting my lips!" She looked at Henry. "And you move on this quickly? Let me guess, you two had sex and Navy dressed up to go fetch dinner?"
"Addy..." Henry said quietly. He gritted his teeth. "Get out of here."
"You're just like Gage!" She turned her attention to me. "And why don't you shut your damn legs for once?!" She hissed, and then stomped out the door, slamming it shut. I turned to Henry.
I spoke in a stern, angry voice. "What the hell actually happened that night?"
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Alone (Henry TWD) (Needs major editing)
FanfictionI hate mourning. When it comes to loss and pain, I prefer replacing it with happiness, or what I call, "good stuff". That good stuff came in the names of Ezekiel and Henry. **This is a Fanfiction of The Walking Dead. Many names, characters, etc are...