The Walking Dead Imagines

Carl Grimes for @demtra

Carl - requested by demtra

Atlanta

Carl was walking next to his mother, Shane in front of them holding a gun, looking for any monsters. His dad had died a few weeks ago, at least that was what his mother told him.

They found a small camp, a few families, a man named Dale invited them to stay.

Lori told Carl to go play with the few kids that were there. The boy looked around and found a small girl, about his age. She was beautiful. The most beautiful girl he had ever seen. Her chocolate skin almost shined in the sun, her hair was almost the same color, just a little darker. She was gorgeous. 

He decided to go talk to her.

"Hey!"

She slowly looked up from her drawing, her eyes meeting his briefly before looking down again.

"I'm Carl." the boy smiled "What's yours?"

"Alisia." she said in a small voice.

"What are you doing?"

"Drawing." she kept biting her bottom lip.

"Can I draw with you?"

Just then another boy called her.

"Sorry." she simply stood up and left.

Carl felt his heart clench with an unknown feeling.

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The Prison

Carl was reading a comic book. As always. This time he was reading about Black Panther. When he turned the page, he saw a girl that looked a lot like Alisia.

Oh, Alisia...

Carl could definitely saw he was head over heels for the girl. He would love to just hold her and comb his fingers through her hair.

But she refused to spend some time with him. Every time he tried Tallin got her she would start stuttering and ran off.

Maybe she doesn't like me he thought. Maybe she hates me. No, don't be stupid, Carl.

He was brought back to reality when he heard the door of the cell block being slammed and the sound of a sobbing person.

He exited his cell to see the girl that occupied his thoughts crying her eyes out, holding a necklace next to her heart.

"Alisia, what happened?"

She started running in his direction. He thought she was going to jump into his arms, and she did, just not his arms. He turned around just in time to see her bury her head in Patrick's neck.

"S-she... she died, Patrick! My sister died on that hunt!"

Carl felt angry, just like felt when you chose Louis over him all those years ago.

Maybe she does hate me.

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Alexandria

Carl had eventually given up trying to win Alisia over. She definitely hated him.

A few months back they had arrived in Alexandria, a small town surrounded by walls and safe from anyone. The perfect place for Glenn and Maggie to finally have a baby.

Speaking of babies, Carl was sitting on the steps of his house with Judith on his lap. She was a beautiful little girl, his sister.

Carol walked over to him.

"Here, gimme her. Go take a brake hang out with your friends."

He did as told and started walking around.

He found Alisia sitting on a log, alone, and decided talk to her. He stopped dead on his tracks, though, when he saw Ron taking a sit next to her.

They talked for a few minutes. Just a friendly conversation. But when he hugged her, Carl felt something snap inside him.

He stomped in their direction and practically ripped Ron away.

"Hey, man, what the hell?!"

"Stay away from her, you hear me!" he almost shouted.

"Why?"

"Because she's mine! Mine and only mine!" he was fuming "Besides you have Enid already!"

Ron simply shrugged and walked away.

Carl turned to look at Alisia, who was looking at him wide eyed. The boy blushed.

"S-sorry."

"What was that all about?"

He sighed.

"I like you, okay?"

Her eyes widened even more. It was her turn to blush.

"But you hate me so..."

"No, no! I don't hate you!"

"Then why have you never talked to me?"

"Because I like you too. I was just to shy to get close to you."

Carl felt a smile spread across his face. He walked over to her and pecked her lips.

"Wait, were you jealous?"

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Hello demtra ! Here's your imagine. Sorry for making you wait. I divided it into there's smaller parts, what do you think?

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