Meeting Nora 3

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I followed Carl and Hershel to their home. Lucky I came, I haven't seen anything like this since the beginning. My mouth was a gape and my eyes were wide with what I was seeing. "Now it makes sense."I said.

"What?" Carl asked. 

"Were you such a bad boy you had to go to prison." I teased allowing a smirk to be reviled. He didn't answer me, only grunted. "I'm only teasing Carl." 

"Come on lets meet the group."

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I walked inside taking in my surroundings. The fences were at least a meter high and the walls to the building were solid. "We can't take her in the main building Carl." Hershel said talking as if I wasn't there. "What's wrong with the main building?" I asked, but was ignored. 

"Take her to the offices where the other children are and stay there this time Carl." Hershel said. Next thing I knew my hand seem a little warmer than normal, Carl was leading me to where ever Hershel told him to. I finally was lead to a smaller building. "What's up with the main building?" I asked once again. "We have a virus going around and this is where the kids go so they don't catch it." Carl said. 

"I just wanted to say thanks if I was in you situation I wouldn't have taken me in." I said looking into his eyes. They were bright baby blue making his deep black pupils stand out. "Pretty girls like you shouldn't be wondering the woods alone." He smirked. Soon his face tinted a light red colour. "I told you found me attractive." I laughed. 

"I don't remember that." He joked. 

"Your cheeks say otherwise." I pointed out his blushing and redness in his cheeks. "It's nice to know I can make you blush Carl." I whispered, walking past him deeper into the building.

Carl's POV:

 "So how many people do you have in your group, are there any other people are age?" Her question brought me back to Patrick, he was about our age and he was my friend, but now he's gone. "Carl, are you okay?" She asked in her soft voice. I looked to her and wiped my hand under my eyes. "Yeah, um there's about 50 of us and no there ain't any people are age any more, not any more." I whispered the last part. 

"Carl, I'm so sorry." She said lowing her head as if she felt my sadness. Maybe meeting Nora was what I needed to do.

A/N:

Sorry that it's a crap ending, but I don't want the imagines for some of them just to have lots of parts to them so sorry again if this is crap. And if you say 'make a big part' that's not what it is, not meaning to sound rude. Thank you for reading and voting anyway xxx

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