Drunk Love

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Your Outfit: Polyvore/ House: abandon

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maybe you should do one were the prison gets blown up (of course) and make carl and (Y/N) find a place to stay and they have a little fun like drinking and kissing and more that you want to add in.please if you do mine i will be so happy! Cydeny Riggs

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It has now been about two weeks since the prison has been destroyed. You and Carl ended together and no sign of any of the others from the prison. But now here is the sad part. You and Carl are completely falling apart. For the first week of being alone without shelter, you were the one who couldn't walk straight and at one point you feel and couldn't get up. Carl could have swore you were about to die. But now Carl is the way you were. So Carl's arm is constantly around your neck just so that way he won't fall.

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"Y/n." Carl spoke.

You looked at him. "Yeah?"

"You don't have to hold me up, I'm heavier than you. You are already unstable yourself." He says trying to rip himself away from you.

"Carl, you could get hurt." You sighed sitting him down next to a tree.

"What are we going to do?" He says taking off his hat.

"I don't know." You sat down next to him.

"Well we need to figure out something. I can't loose you too." He says trailing his hand down your cheek.

"Carl, don't worry about me. Your the one who can't walk right." You said kissing his cheek as a sign of comfort.

"I don't care about me, the thing that matters to me is you!" He slightly snapped.

"Carl." You say. You thought for a second of what you could do for Carl, but then it hit. "I have an idea."

"What?"

"You stay here." You handed him your knife, as a back up weapon. "And I'm gonna go look for some sort of shelter. Then-"

He cut you off. "Y/n, no. No, I can't loose you. How many times do I have to say that."

"Carl, we're both gonna die unless we do something." You point out.

You stared at him dead on, begging for him to let you. "I don't want to loose you either, but this is a risk we both need to take."

His eyes were stinging, you knew he was about to say yes. But it was highly killing him. He was begging for you to stay, but he also knew you were right.

"Okay." he choked. "Please, take your knife. At least." He held out his hand with the knife.

You shook your head. "You won't be able to run if something happens, you need a back plan."

He sighs then a sad nod infests his head. "Y/n before you go." He cupped your face and kissed you. "I love you."

"I love you too."

Then you took off.

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You looked down at your watch. It has been three hours since you had to leave Carl. You were beginning to loose hope. But then you turned around a corner and saw a gigantic brick house. It was perfect. You didn't even care to check into it to see if anyone or anything was in there. But you didn't care. You ran as fast as you could back to Carl.

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"Carl!" You shout, "Carl!"

"Y/n!" You hear him yell. "Over here."

"I found a house." You run around a few more trees and saw Carl lighting a fire. "Forget the damn fire, c'mon."

He was standing again. "It's freezing, can't we go in the morning."

"No way. For all we know someone else could have just found the house while were pustin' around."

"Fine." He groaned and walked towards you.

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You both approached the house. Tired and practically dying.

"C'mon." Carl walks up to the door. The door was stiff shut.

"I didn't check it." You admit.

"It's fine." he smirked and then threw himself towards the door. It didn't work, he actually ended up falling right back down on the porch.

You face palm. "Smooth sexy boy." You move toward the door and turned the door knob really hard. It opened.

"I loosened it for you." He croaked rolling over to get up.

"Sure you did, princess." you laughed.

He stands back up. "Just get your ass in the house, before I fuck you senseless on this porch."

"Well then in that case." you chuckled.

"Get it the damn house, I'm too tired for that."

"Disappointment."

"I know."

You both walked in the house. There was nothing wrong with it. You both walked into kitchen and lite some candles. You jumped up the table and flew your back back and let your legs hang off the edge of the table.

"Tired babe?" He asked.

"Carl, I'm gonna shoot you if you ask me another stupid question."

You then heard some cabinets open and slam. "Hey, Y/n. Look what I found." Carl taunted.

He held a bottle of whiskey. "Hit me." You smirked.

"Open your mouth." He said.

You sat up and he stood between your legs. You opened your mouth and he poured some whiskey in your mouth.

"You wanna kiss me." you smirked.

"Hold on." He gave his pointer finger. Then he took a huge gulp of the drink. But when you didn't except it, he kissed you rough. It was very serious kiss. He was very lustful towards you. his hands began to explore your body. But you pulled away for a second.

"I want some more." You took the bottle out of his hand and drank the last of the whiskey.

He took the bottle from your hand threw it against the wall, and went right back to kissing you. His tongue slipped into your mouth, you fought for dominance. You you slipped your hand to slide down to his bulge. He moaned but still not separating from you. You gripped your fingers in his hands. But then his hands began to explore your body, but you gasped when you felt his fingers explore your sweet spot and his hand was in your pants. He pulled away.

"Tired babe?" He bits his lower lip.

"You know what yes I am." You hoped down from the table. "Goodnight Carl."

"You tease." He calls.

"No dip shit, sheriff." You call back.

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