Nervous // Daryl Dixon

Nervous // Daryl Dixon

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The Walking Dead
"Why don't you just get the hint? I don't want you here! Just go!" He spat in my face. My heart crumbled and I was trying my best not to break down in tears at his words. "Fine, don't expect to hear from me ever again." I say turning to walk away from him, I paused halfway to my car and gave him one last glance before I uttered the words that I wished I wouldn't have. "I hate you, Daryl Dixon."
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"If you want to stop, will you tell me?" he asked, raggedly. I nodded. "Do you want to stop?" I asked, cupping the side of his face, sliding my finger underneath his strong and angular jawline, my prints tingling at the feel of his almost stubble. "God no... not yet" he breathed. I nodded, abandoning his face and grasping at the belt of his jeans instead.

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