Fearful He Caught you listening in, you slow your breath and try to act natural
Oh no I think I have it under control, Can You Go grab me a bottle of water?
Yeah of course, he chimes, turning away from you,
Thank god you think, if he would have stood there a second longer you would have spilled everything you've been hiding,
After Your done Making a meal, You sit In The coroner with your head resting against the wall, playing with your sleeves, you were so confused you wanted to cry,
Letting All Your Thoughts drown You Fall Asleep Hours You Assume Later You Woke Up Covered Up With Carl's Jacket You Sigh And Decide To Ignore Your thoughts till you HAVE to deal with them, witch is the worst thing that you could ever do You Shut a Your Eyes And when they lifted again you seen the dawn light breaking through the window, six am you Assume,
rubbing a Your eyes, You Take a Look Around the dimly lit room,
You Notice Where Carl Sleeps Is Empty And Cold,
You Always jumped To The Worst Conclusion Jumping Up, And walking steadily out the door You Look Around, Eyes moving fast, Looking For a him, You Let out A Relived Sigh When a Your Eyes Land On Him, When You Approach Him He Jumps at your sight
you okay Carl? you ask smiling and sitting down next to him
Mhm yeah I'm okay, just thinking,
Aboouutttt? You ask stretching out your word,
Noting that matters anyway he shoots you a smirk,
You two sat their for seemed like hours talking about how the clouds looked and laughing,
Hey (y/n)? can I Tell You Something?
Oh God no no not now I haven't dealt With my own thoughts yet,
Yeah sure whatever it is you can tell me Carl, you say unsteadily
"No More Kid Stuff"
By LexiOkay12
This is a fan-fiction, of Carl grimes from walking Dead x reader You Have Been In Group Long Enough To Be L... More