The Walking Dead Imagines (TAKING REQUESTS). ❤️

Carl Imagine for @AmandaLopiccolo ❤️

Someone else is in here, you say in your mind. You've been hiding out in the old grocery store down the street for the last few weeks, because you're last group was invaded by the walkers, you were the only survivor. As you slowly stand up, you hear someone coming towards you. You hold your gun, ready to set fire if necessary. You see a girl, probably in her early thirties, with shirt brown hair, and green eyes. "Hey guys, there's a girl here, she looks almost paralyzed." The rest of the group runs towards the girl. Rick walks slowly towards you. "We're not going to hurt you. Do you have a group?" He asks. "N-no," you say, placing your gun in your belt, "they were invaded, by the walkers. I'm all alone, no ones left." Rick looks at the group then back at you. "Would you like to come with us? We need more help, and you look like you do too." The man, Rick I think I heard someone say his name. A boy about my age stands up. "Dad, are you crazy? You can't being a random stranger in the group, we don't know what she's capable of." The boy said. "Carl. Shush." The man says. "I'm Rick." He introduces you to the rest of the group.

Carl's POV.
Amanda has been in our group for two months now, literally two months, and I hate having to pretend that I don't want to talk to her, or having to pretend that I don't enjoy her company, because I do. She's beautiful, I just, I don't want to get hurt if she doesn't feel the same, or worse if something happens to her.

Your POV.
I've made a few friends here. I have a crush on a guy who absolutely hates me, but I made a new friend, Patrick. He likes me a lot, but I'm not into him in that way whatsoever. All I can think about is Carl. So ya know, here I am, walking to the dinner room with Patrick, and he hugs me. "Uh, I have to stop at my cell, you can go ahead." He tries to kiss you but you push him away and walk into your dorm. When you turn around, you see Carl sitting at your desk. "C-Carl? What are you doing in here?" You say. "Amanda, I-I have a confession. I needed to get to you before Patrick did." He says, standing up. "Amanda, I love you. I think you're beautiful." "Carl, you hate me." You say, nervous. "No, I was pretending. I was scared, I didn't want anyone to get hurt, or I didn't want to lose you." He says. "Carl, I love you too." You say, looking at him. Before you have the chance to smile, he leans in and gives you a passionate kiss. You both smile, and walk to the dinner room, hand in hand. ❤️

Note from Alley: hey Amanda. I really hope you like it, I thought it was kinda sweet. 😘