Zoeys POV~
I woke up in excruciating pain. and I was glad that the first thing I saw was Carl. I sat up bitting my tounge, trying not to scream. his head shot up, and he rushed over.
"Take it easy zo." if I haven't said it, I love that nick name. he pushed me bake down gently.
"Carl, I'm fine. look who your talking to" he smiled.
"Are you okay?" He asked sympathetically.
"Carl, I'm fine." I lied. but his eyes looked into mine. his bright blues looked straight into my, slightly duller ones.
"No your not."
"How did you do that."
"Do what?"
"Your eyes can see right through me, and peirce through my lies. And i hate it." Those blue eyes. I di hate it. No one has ever been able to not only knock down my walls, and send them crashing down, but to see through my fake smiles, and laughs, my lies, and my eyes. The eyes that were always so cold, and clouded. He could see through them, just like that. With no effort. He just got past the walls that i spent my whole life building.
"What are you thinking about, zo. I can practically see the gears turning."
"You."
"What about me?"
"How? How did this happen? You can see through my walls, and send them crashing down with look. I spent my whole life building them ten stories high. And i hate that you can do that, without my consent. I cant sheild myself from you." I wrapped my arms around myself.
Carls POV~
I didnt know i had that effect on her. She wrapped her arms around herself. I sat down lightly, making appearent caution to her wound.
Zoey POV~
in my past this would've been a red flag. He leaned in adn i knew it was to kiss. I wouldve backed up, and probably slapped him. But i didnt, i leaned in. I was wearing shorts, but the sweater i was wearing covered them. It also covered most of my hands. When we kissed, i leaned in holding his face with my slightly covered delicate hands. My eyes were closed, so were his. His hands on the sides of my thighs. We were just making out right there.
Carls POV~
I leaned in and she did to. She was wearing a sweater that covered her shorts, making he look like she had none. Her soft hands laid on my cheeks carressing my jawbone. My hands guided from her thighs to her hips, then one hand back down to her thigh. She pushed her tounge through my teeth. Moving in sync, our lips. Our tounges faught for dominance, mine eventually winning. When we stopped for a breath, breathing deeply almost hyperventalating, we put our foreheads against oneanother.
"Carl, dont start something you cant finish." She slightly moaned with a flirty smile, with alittle wink ending the scentence.
"Oh, i plan to finish it." I smirked. She giggled slightly. And we strted back up again. My hand grabbed onto her thigh this time, pulling it to the side of me. Making her stratle me. She leaned in, looping her hands around my neck loosely. She pulled at the nape of my hair, and i tickled but i stayed on task. She fell back on the bed, now laying down. We took a breath. I was on top of her. I put my head in the crook of her neck, kissing up her neck.
"Carl, carl." She slightly moaned. She hugged tightly on to my back, kind of clawing in a way. I started grinding on top of her slightly, only slightly. I sucked on her neck leaving a hicky on her neck. It was huge, and definitely noticable. it would probably become a problem later, but i didnt care. when we stopped i rolled over onto the other side of her, on the bed. we were breathing heavily.
"I'm so sorry."
"Carl, what are talking about?"
" it's all my fault that you got shot."
"No it's not. don't say that."
"But it is."
"But it's not you big lug."
"If I didn't-" she sat up and rolled on top of, then I sat up. she put her finger to my lips, stopping my scentence. I looked up at her.
"I made my choice and I don't regret it."
Zoeys POV~
He leaned in to kiss me but before he did he said,
"I'm still sorry." before I could say anything he kissed me. we kissed the same way we had just been kissing. when we stopped all I could think was, where did he learn to do that stuff, it was amazing. my side hurt the whole time, but I didn't wince or complained. but when he put his hands up my shirt and forcefully held onto my ribs and pushed me down, that made me wince. It hurt, but I'd have some fun with this kid.
"Oh my god are you okay?"
"No." I winced at the 'pain'.
"Oh my god what did i do?! What can i do"i started to fake tear up.
"Come closer," he came. "Closer" he came. I whispered.
"Kiss me." He smirks. And he does as hes told.
"Okay now i have to go get hershel."
"No!!! Stay here."
"Its not fair for me to keep you all to myself. Although i would like to. I should've gotten someone twenty minutes ago when you woke up."
"But then you couldnt have done that." I lift one eyebrow, and he slightly blushes.
"Hershel, she's up!" He yells. He comes to fix my hair so they wont see the huge hicky on my neck. Good thing to, daryl came in. Wait daryl! He came back. I went to hug him but winced in pain and laid down.
"Come on, kiddo. Stay rested 'till yer better. And next time i tell ya to stay put stay put!" I nod
"You came back! I would be mad at you right now, for leaving, but i cant. Oh dad-" i stop dead in my tracks, did i really just say that. He pulled away.
"Ya can if ye want." I gave him a confused look.
"I can get up!" I said starting to get up. Carl rushed to my side picking me up bridal style then setting me down. With him waving his pointer finger he said
"For one thats not what he meant. For two even if it was no way!" I tried to speak but shushed me then backed away.
"I meant ye can call me dad if yer want" i smiled and nodded, he left. But before he left he said.
"Ill give you two a second chance, one chance that it" i squeled. I dont have to have secret meeting with Carl like we had been planning. Carl came over and kissed me soon he was on top of me gust there kissing me.
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