𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐲 𝐝𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐥𝐨𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐚 𝐡𝐚𝐳𝐞 𝐭𝐫𝐲𝐧𝐚 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮, 𝐛𝐚𝐛𝐞 ~in which a girl tries to mourn the death of her lover while living with his brother~ ~2018~ ~sorta short story~ ~mature~

"You should stay away from me Ainsley. I'm dangerous." Braxton ran a hand through his messy, windblown hair.. She tried. She tried to stay away from him, but she couldn't. There was something about him that she couldn't stay away from. Maybe it was his leather jacket with the word "Outlaws" etched across his broad shoulders. Maybe it was his blacked out Harley Davidson that he rode around on. Or maybe, just maybe it was because she was in love with him. In love with the boy she shouldn't be with.

Rick Grimes x OC Not following any specific season from the start. ❝ This world wasn't made for love, but that did not mean we couldn't find a place for it; a place just for us. ❞ Finding a group of survivals is one of Hayley's luckiest moments, and fitting in is certainly a blessing. Friends for life are made during the apocalypse, something she never would have expected. While eventually having a well accepted role in the group, she just can't seem to earn the attention of a certain someone, let alone earn his respect. That someone happened to be Rick Grimes; a man that hid his grief and pain to lead the people that hurt just the same as him. Hayley would rather avoid him, and she knows he wants her to, but the two find each other either way, so unexpectedly. Despite avoiding each other and despite the unnecessary bickering, Rick and Hayley have some things in common. What grows between them is so unfamiliar, yet it isn't. Will an unexpected kiss change everything? → #4 under #thewalkingdead #8 under #rickgrimes #4 under #judith