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A/N: Hi everyone. Please read the disclaimer before reading this. I hope you enjoy my attempt at writing. You can comment or message me if you want a request!
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"I've been meaning to tell you
I've got this feelin' that won't subside
I look at you and I fantasize
You're mine and tonight
Now I've got you in my sights.."

Daryl watched you, a cigarette balanced between his cracked and often dry lips. His blue hues following your every move. He wasn't sure why he had the need to watch you, but he did. The redneck admired you, how agile and graceful you were, yet how careless and free you were. He watched you put guy after guy into their place if they were disrespectful toward you.

"With these hungry eyes
One look at you and I can't disguise
I've got hungry eyes
I feel the magic between you and I.."

You knew he watched you, and you loved it. He made you feel safe without him even knowing he was doing so. More often than not you'd see him, with his cigarettes, and his dirty and messy hair. You didn't mind, it added to his manliness. You even loved the scruff that often grew on his chin. He didn't know it, but you did, you adored him. He was a real man, not like the morons you had to deal with.

"I want to hold you so hear me out
I want to show you what love's all about
Darling tonight
Now I've got you in my sights.."

You caught his blue orbs with your own. He looked bewildered, and a little shy, oh if he only knew how cute he was. You flashed him a smile, a small, yet meaningful one. He tensed as you made your way toward him.

"With these hungry eyes
One look at you and I can't disguise
I've got hungry eyes
I feel the magic between you and I.."

"Are you going to keep staring at me, or are you going to say hello?" You stated, sitting beside him. He hesitated, before mumbling. "I ain't starin' at ya' sunshine." His thick southern drawl was like music to your ears. "What's your name?" You pursed your lips and awaited an answer. He looked at you, his eyes burning into your own, he spoke again. "Daryl, Daryl Dixon." You smiled.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Daryl."

song; hungry eyes- Eric Carmen

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