He's the badass with a scary past. He doesn't talk about it and probably never will. He's the most closed of person in the world. Let's all face on fact, Daryl Dixon doesn't give a shit about nothing and nobody. It's just him and his brother. That's all it's ever been. She use to be sweet. She use to be innocent. She use to give a shit. She use to be the perfect girl, any guy could fall for. She was an Olympic Gold Medalist. But even before the apocalypse her life was shit. Now she's cold, cruel, and blinded by rage. She prefers to be alone, run her own show. She can't trust anyone and probably never will be able to. She only looks after her brother. But that's just how Harley J's ever been. But what happens when these two cross each others? **Disclaimer Alert: I do not own any of the characters on the television show The Walking Dead, they belong to AMC and the original author. However, I do own Harley Kessler, Graham Kessler, Beau Taylor, Justin Carter, and Grayson Otega. ***

"I'm not sure what you mean," I said. "I mean that I'm helplessly in love with you and I need you to know that," he said softly, making his way towards me. I felt my breathing quicken as he came closer and closer. When he got to me he raised a hand and placed it on my cheek, leaning in to place a small kiss on my lips.

It all started when she partook in the trend of texting the person with the number only one number different from hers... * texting book but you got a 10/10 chance of me making you laugh (08.04.19) #1 in yungblud (09.04.19) 🥺 Completed (12.04.19) - Thank you. *SEQUEL IS OUT TITLED "WHEREVER YOU ARE"*

*** The smell of grass, smoke and alcohol filled my nose. I was dizzy from the hours of standing around, the buzz of the day still there. I looked beside me to see him looking at the stage in awe, singing along to the songs. Drops of rain falling from hair and a smile spread across his face. It was all worth it.