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Zoeys POV~
I moved in with Patrick. I couldn't be with Carl but I wasn't with Patrick. me and Carl were civil. me and Patrick were lovey dovey but not full on like me and carl. me and Carl are friends now while Carl would like it to be more. sometimes I think I'm a rope in the middle of a tug of war match. like last night. we were all sitting down, Carl sta next to me. Patrick on my other side. and Patrick put his arm around me like to show I'm his. this is so frustrating. Whenever it happens carls face gets all red. Not in a cute blush but a red rage. I dont think I like this side of carl. It kknd of scares me. Patrick is nice though, he is a gentleman, humble, treats me nicely, does stuff with me carl wouldnt, acts like im the world and makes sure I know it. He is slow though, takes things one step at a time. We havent had our first kiss yet. But I think carls just a jelous type. If im sqingle he doesnt want me, im his he doesnt want me, but once im someone elses he wants me. Seriously he needs a life. Patrick snapped me out of my thoughts. He kissed my forehead. Have been cuddling this whole time.
"What are you thinkinking about zoe?" He barely gotit passed his lips to get mumbled into my forehead.
"Nothing just you pat." Wich wasnt completely a lie.
"Did I ever tell you your awsome?"
"You might have mentioned it."
"Well you are" I sat up. And his eyes got deeper. He leaned in and we kissed. Our lips crashed together. He actually wasnt that bad of a kisser.
Today I was going on a run. I was going with daryl, michonne, maggie, and glenn. Nothing specific just supplies. I was gonna get cloths.
We pulled up to the walmart. Oh my god this was the walmart they saved me at. Whatever im here to do a job. I went to the clothing department. I got some stuff for judith some stuff for lizzie and mika too. I got all the guys jeans and shorts. Jackets for everyone, but when I got to the womans and juniors there wasnt much left. I had extra room in my bag so I secretly got this dress. It was stunning I got some stuff for the girls and met evryone at the car and we drove back. With suprisingly no problems. I got back and carl and patrick ran to me. I kind of just ignored carl. To be honest I dont know why he ran over. I wasnt gonna hug him if thats what he thought. I gave patrick a big hug then he kissed me. Right in front of carl. I didnt think that was a gokd idea.but ohwell I kissed hjm back.
"Are you okay. Did everything go alright?!?!" He asked in aworried tone. Checking me over.
"Yes yes im fine."
I handed everyone there cloths, and went to change. I had a flat stomach, and a pretty good body shape. I changed into a crop to I got and some skinny jeans. I got a mini skirt and short short s to but decided to save tem for summer. I went outside. Evryone was eyeing me. Carl, patrick, even ben and (blech) shane from their cell.
"What?" I asked knowing but wanted to hear their answers. But just then carl spoke up.
"Yoj-you look different."patrick chimed in.
"Yeah"
I only was really asking oatrick.
"You like?"
In unisin "yes." Both still have googly eyes.
"Stop ye starin'" the all to familier southern accent spoke. Daryl. I took patricks hand and pulled im in. Our lips crashed together. He was nervous. His hands didnt move to my hips. He didnt lean in more. And when daryl said to stop he did. Unlike carl. He wouldve been all touchy feely, and kissed with more oassion and roughness, and definitly wouldnt have stopped when dryl told him to. And if he did or didnt and daryl pulled away we would go kiss somwhere else. When I pulled away for a second I saw carls face. I blinked and patricks face came back. We walked away. In seperate directions. When I rounded the corner I was pushed up agaisnt the wall. And my mouth was covered. I heard a low shhhhhh. I looked up to see carl aand stopped trying to scream. He pulls w
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To survive (A TWD Carl Grimes fanfic)
FanfictieZoey, was alone for two years. Two years in this shithole. She had recently escaped a camp. When she comes across a group. She knew love is weak and survival is all she should care about, but she didn't seem to care after she met a boy. She cared an...