Daryl couldn't remember, when he was the last time that nervous. It was just a damn party, he told himself the whole time, but it didn't help. If Beth would be here, she would know what to do to calm him down.
After Daryl had gotten home from their trip, he was sitting on his porch for over one hour. Smoking almost one package of cigarettes in that time. One minute he told himself, that he will go to the damn party to make Beth happy, to see her smile. And the other minute he thought that he really shouldn't go there, because Daryl already knew that Beth wouldn't have any fun with him there and it was just not the right thing for him. Why couldn't Beth just come to him and they could watch a damn movie and finally go to bed together as always.
Damn it. I will go to the stupid party, I have promised it her, he told himself. Before Daryl could change is mind again he quickly went inside and took a long shower to scrub all the dirt off of his body. After he had finished, Daryl was standing in front of his opened wardrobe. Damn. What should he wear? Maybe this shirt, or this sweater, nah he was already sweating with just his boxers on, he couldn't wear a sweater tonight. Finally he chose a black shirt with long sleeves, which he will roll up and a new pair of jeans.
Going downstairs again, Daryl quickly looked at the clock in the kitchen. He just had a few minutes left. Running into the bathroom again, he looked clueless into the mirror. What should he do with his hair? They were looking like a mess, yeah they were always looking like that, but he will go to a party, with Beth. He just couldn't look like that. Finally his eyes found Beth's hair brush and he took it in his palms. Daryl had never brushed his hair before. Carefully he brushed his matted hair, which hurt damn bad a few times.
After he was finish he examined his reflection and somehow he looked stupid with his brushed hair. Just when he wanted to leave the bathroom Daryl saw the little bottle next to the mirror. Beth had taken it there, it was a men perfume. Daryl took the little bottle in his palm, looking at it like it was poison, when he remembered that he should already be by at her house. Quickly Daryl opened the lock and sprayed something on his shirt.
With fast steps he left the house and went up the street to Beth's place. When Daryl opened the door, he almost hit Glenn, because he was standing that close to the door. Glenn looked up at him, like he saw Daryl for the first time in his life. "What?" Daryl asked him, when he kept on looking at him that way. "Nothing. Just.. Nothing." Daryl shifted from one foot to the other, his sweating hands deep inside his pockets, while he was biting on his lower lip.
Daryl just wanted to ask Glenn where Beth was, when Daryl heard footsteps from upstairs. Maggie came down to them with a long, red dress on. Only then Daryl noticed that Glenn had also festive clothes on, not a suit, but festive. Deep in his thoughts, if he should have worn something more festive too, Daryl hadn't heard Beth coming to the stairs on the second floor. Finally her sweet voice saying his name brought him back to the reality and he looked up at her with big eyes.
And all what he could think was, oh my God. Daryl's mouth fell open as he watched Beth going downstairs with those high heels on. So gracefully with her long legs like a deer. The cream, short dress she was wearing fit perfect to her and Daryl noticed that her skin got a nice complexion from the sun today. Beth was also wearing the necklace Daryl had given her, like every day. But when he finally looked up at her face he couldn't breathe any more, because she was looking so damn beautiful.
Beth had made her hair up into a high braid hairstyle and some loose strands of hair were falling into her pretty face, like a curtain. Beth's cheeks were a little rosy and on her beautiful lips she had also put some rosy lipstick on. Finally his eyes met her's and she never had such big, shiny eyes before. Like she was enjoying it, that he was that speechless and was probably looking like a dork starring her with an opened mouth, but Daryl had lost his whole body control, while Beth was looking at him like that. Daryl didn't know anything about make up, but he could tell that she had put some on her eyes too.
Never breaking the connection between the two of them, Beth was finally by his side. Looking up at him like an angel. Daryl wanted to say something to her, wanted to tell her how beautiful she was looking, but not one single word left his lips. "Can we go?" Maggie asked finally and with that Daryl was in the reality again. He managed to swallow, because his throat was already dry, of having his mouth opened overwhelmed for so long.
Together the four of them were leaving the house. Daryl was the last one and watched Beth going out on the porch and he just had to ask himself how she could even walk in those high heels. He looked at her hips swinging in this tight dress and finally he saw that the dress didn't have a back, so her whole back was free and Daryl's mouth began to water. Beth was looking so sexy tonight.
Daryl didn't know what to do or what to say to Beth, while they were going to the party. Finally he pulled his shaking hands deep into his pockets and cleared his throat. His whole body felt hot and there was this damn feeling inside his belly again. Maggie and Glenn walked in front of them and after some steps away from the house Beth got closer to Daryl and hooked her arm around his, almost leaning into his side.
Only then he noticed how tensed and nervous he was, but everything was gone just with her touch. "You will like it Daryl. And when we have enough we just go." Beth tried to calm him down, because she already got his discomfort and she just always knew how he was feeling at the moment even without asking him. While they were walking Daryl could hear her high heels on the asphalt, while her head was leaning against his shoulder. Normally she wasn't able to do that while they were standing because Beth was so much smaller than him, but with those shoes on she could and Daryl had to admin that he liked it.
Still walking like that Beth whispered so only Daryl could hear "You are looking handsome tonight Mr. Dixon. You have also brushed your hair." Beth stroked lovingly through his way too long hair, which made his mouth angles going up for one short second. Daryl wanted to tell her that she was looking good too, but before he could even open his mouth they could hear the voices from the party and Beth took her head away from his shoulder, but let her arm around his.
When they finally entered the party Daryl had to admin, that Beth, Rosita and Tara had made a really good job with the decorating. There were tables with long white tablecloths and they positioned them so that they revealed one big table. On every table there was a candle in a glass, next to a vase with lavender in it and the silverware for their dinner.
On each side of the party there were two big tables also with long white table clothes. On the right one there was the food on it and on the other table the drinks. Behind the big table on the meadow in front of the lake, there was the dance floor, the music was already playing quietly in the background. And on many lines, which were secured on the trees around, there were little lights. It was looking really beautiful, even for Daryl.
When he looked down at Beth, she was already watching his gaze and her big eyes were telling him, that she wanted to know if he liked it. So he told her "You made a good job with the decorating girl." She smiled up at him then and leaned into his side for a few seconds, just being happy that he liked it.
Beth and Daryl followed her sister and her brother in law to the drinks where Rick, Michonne, Abraham and Eugen were already standing with one in their hands. Coming closer to the table Daryl could see that there was beer and strawberry punch to drink. Daryl automatically looked to Beth and when she responce it, they both knew what the other was thinking and they both began to smile. Of course, they were thinking about the last time they were drinking alcohol together, at the moonshine shack. After that evening they both had promised themself that they won't ever drink alcohol again, so they both took the lemonade.
Rick, Glenn, Abraham and Eugene looked at Daryl like he was ill, because he didn't take himself a beer like they did. Finally Abraham asked him "You don't drink a cold beer Daryl?" "Nah, better not." Before he looked down on his shoes, Daryl gave Beth a knowing smile, which she responded with a little giggle. Looking even more confused than before, Daryl could tell that the men were probably thinking about one good reason why he didn't want to drink a cold beer on a warm summer evening.
"Oh Bethy you have to try the strawberry punch Sasha made. It's so delicious." Maggie told her little sister. "No, I don't think that's a good idea." Beth answered her with a smile. "Why?" Maggie asked curious. "I mean if you want to burn down Alexandria, then it's a good idea." Beth giggled and gave Daryl a knowing look and he almost began to laugh then, but instead he just smiled at his shoes. When Daryl finally looked up again he could see the confusness in all their friend's faces, but nobody asked more, maybe they were afraid of the answer, so they began to talk about other things, while they were enjoying their drinks.
When finally every one from Alexandria was at the party, Carol and three other women began to cook the fish on the griller and soon the air was filled with a delicious smell. Everyone seemed so happy, the children were running around, everyone was smiling and every few seconds you could hear someone laughing. And Daryl had to admin that he was also happy, because Beth was standing right next to him all the time and that gave him the feeling of safety.
Suddenly two little boys and a girl stopped next to Beth and plucked on her dress. When she turned around to the kids she began to smile bright and got down so she was in eye level with them. Daryl watched them, while Beth touched their arms lovely and listened to them, while she told them how nice they were looking tonight. Then the little girl said to her "You are also looking very pretty Miss Beth." Daryl smiled to himself, Beth could cope so well with children and he could tell they were all loving her.
After the four of them were talking something about the school, the little boy with the light blond hair looked up at Daryl and finally asked Beth still looking at him "Is this Mr. Dixon?" Daryl was surprised and also a little shocked. Did Beth tell the children something about him?
With a smile Beth looked up at Daryl and answered with an almost teasing voice "Yes, this is Mr. Dixon." She stood up again and told Daryl the children's name and he just nodded to them, unsure what to do or what to say. Finally the older boy, Justin was his name, took a step closer to him and wanted to shake Daryl's hand "Nice to meet you Mr. Dixon." Daryl was speechless and he thought that he was the child and not them. He looked helpless to Beth, but she just smiled at him and nodded that he should shake the little boy's hand. Finally Daryl found the words he was looking for and shook the boy's little hand. "Nice to meet you Justin."
After the boy pulled away Steven shook his hand and told him "Thank you for the dinner." Daryl just smiled at that, because he didn't know what he should respond. Finally the little girl, Emily, stepped with big eyes in front of him and shook his hand a little too long. "I love your angel vest." She finally told him. Beth began to giggle next to him and with red ears he said a quick 'thanks' to Emily. Then the three of them were running away again, but before, little Emily was looking over her shoulder to Daryl one last time.
"I think Emily loves you." Beth said to him with a teasing smile. "I mean I can totally understand her.." Daryl's heart stopped then, was Beth saying that she also.. "..I also love your angel vest." She ended her sentence and Daryl felt like a dork again. Of course Beth didn't.. love him.. Wait did he.. love.. Beth? Shaking his head Daryl tried to pull away that thought. Why was he even thinking about stuff like that?
When the dinner was ready everyone took themself a plate, got some fish and potatoes from the cooks and searched for a place at the table. Beth was always next to Daryl, she didn't leave his side for even one second. Daryl was sitting on the edge, Beth next to him, her sister and Glenn opposite from them and Rick was sitting with Michonne at Daryl's left. The fish was delicious and Daryl had to admin that the party wasn't that bad. He even had fun, they were laughing much, while eating their dinner and one time Beth put her hand over his under the table clothe and squeezed it a little, like she wanted to tell him that he was doing good so far, like she was proud of him.
When they all couldn't eat anything any more Beth offered Daryl to take back his plate and take them something to drink. He wanted to tell her that he will help her, because he didn't want to be alone, but Beth quickly said, that she will be back in a minute. The second Beth had left the table Daryl felt uncomfortable again, his hands began to shake and sweat, he was biting on his lower lip and was watching her the whole time from his seat.
Suddenly Aaron lowered himself next to him, where Beth was sitting just seconds ago. He asked him, if he wanted to go with them on the run next weekend, but Daryl already promised Rick to help him to work at the walls, to make them more robust. Daryl looked over his shoulder where Beth was. She was already at the table with the drinks, she will be back soon. Aaron told Daryl just a little story about their last summer party, when Beth came back with two glasses in her hand.
When Aaron saw her too, he quickly said, while he began to stand up "Oh sorry Beth. That's your seat, I'm already gone again." "No Aaron, it's okay. Please stay." So he did and Daryl almost wanted to reach for Beth's hand, because he thought, that she will probably want to go away again, but before he could even stretch out his hand, Beth said "I will just sit here instead." And with that Beth lowered herself on Daryl's lap and his hearth stopped beating instantly. "I mean, if Mr. Dixon is okay with that?" She looked over her shoulder back at him, while Beth was asking this. Because no word will leave his mouth soon, Daryl just nodded his head.
When Aaron finally went on with his story, Daryl didn't follow it, he didn't even listen to Aaron. The only thing he could hear were his thoughts, which told him that Beth was sitting on his lap. The space where she was sitting felt so damn hot, it almost hurt. She moved the whole time, while she was talking to Maggie and Glenn and Daryl watched the muscles on her bare back dancing to her moves.
When Aaron left, because Eric was calling for him, Beth stayed on his lab, even when her seat was free again. Daryl leaned forward a little, just like he wanted to follow the conversation Beth had with her sister, Glenn, Rick and Michonne, but really he just wanted to feel her back against his chest, even when there was the fabric of his shirt between them. Just the fabric of his shirt.
He smelled her the whole time and when Beth pressed herself against him, she was almost sitting on his dick now and Daryl's mouth began to water. While she was moving on his lap he needed all his body control so Daryl won't get a hard one, but after the twentiest time he lost it and he could feel how his boxers were getting tight, too tight. Hopefully Beth won't notice it, because Daryl didn't want her to think that he was a pervert, but it was almost impossible for her to not feel his now rock hard dick.
Alternately watching her mouth and watching the little hair on her neck, he pulled his hand on her hip. It wasn't his purpose, he just did it without thinking, but Beth didn't look at him or stopped moving, she kept on like nothing had happened, so he left his hand lightly on her hip. After some minutes he began to stroke her with his thumb and when she moved even more and also giggled, which made her whole body shaking, Daryl took his hand on her bare lower back. Her soft, warm skin under his big, rough palm made him almost come. Daryl could hear the blood pulsing in his ears and he couldn't stop to swim his palm over her bare skin.
Finally Beth's sweet voice brought him back to life, when she told him "I will go with Maggie to get us some cake. Do you also want one?" "Nah, thanks sweetheart." He whispered into her ear, before she stood up and left. Daryl hated it when her heat left with her and he felt cold and alone again. But at least his hard one was also gone.
Watching Beth, while she went with her sister over to the table where the cake was placed, Daryl was thinking that he just didn't deserve her. Rick engaged him in a conversation and when Maggie came back to the table alone, Daryl quickly looked for Beth. She was still standing by the cake, smiling like always, while she was talking to three young men.
Daryl's heart dropped and he felt this damn feeling in his belly again. Rick was still speaking to him and one second Daryl was looking at Rick and one second over to Beth. It looked like she enjoyed it, while the men were speaking to her, smiling at her. Minutes passed and Daryl felt already damn ill. One of the men were leaning against a tree next to Beth and probably told her a funny story or a joke because Beth was giggling now. The same giggle Daryl got from her, when he tried to sound funny or make just anything stupid so she would laugh. Daryl would make everything to make her smile. His hands were sweating bad and he tasted already blood in his mouth, because he had bitten that hard into his inner cheek.
When one of the men finally touched her lower arm Daryl couldn't stay any longer. He quickly got up and almost pushed down his chair, but he had to go away from here. With fast steps he left the party and finally lowered himself on a bank near the lake. His face in his hands he had to admin that he already knew that one day it would happen. Beth was young, pretty, sweet and clever, she wanted a man in her age and not a damaged, old redneck like him. But he needed her so much, he couldn't live without her any more. Daryl was close to tears, but he quickly blinked them away. He just wasn't made for parties like this, he knew that before and he should have stayed at home.
Just when he wanted to stand up, he could hear Beth's worried voice "Daryl?" He just couldn't look at her. Quickly she lowered herself next to him and touched his arm. "Are you okay? Rick told me that you suddenly left the party." Daryl wanted to lean into her touch, wanted her to hold him close, but instead he just shook his head and said with not much conviction "Yeah, I'm okay."
Daryl could tell that Beth was watching him close and finally she pulled the hair away, which was covering almost his whole face. "So why did you leave Mr. Dixon?" After breathing in he finally managed to look at her for one second, before he watched his fingers again. "You promised me that you won't leave my side." Feeling like a stupid dork he closed his eyes.
Quickly Beth got closer to him and put her right hand around his back while her left hand found his and she whispered into his ear "I'm sorry Daryl. I thought it would be okay, when you are with Rick and the other for a few minutes." Beth placed a soft kiss on his cheek then. Daryl wanted to ask her what she and the men were talking about, but if he would ask her that, she would know that this was the real reason why he had left the party that quick. Daryl Dixon was jealous.
Beth leaned her head against Daryl's shoulder and together they were watching the silent lake, while her fingers carefully stroked his. Just sitting here with her, made him feel better. Daryl didn't know what this all was about, he just knew that he needed Beth Greene.
Finally Beth whispered into the darkness. "Do you want to go?" Daryl was surprised when a quickly 'no' left his lips. It looked like Beth was also surprised, because she put her head away from his shoulder and looked at his profile. After clearing his throat Daryl finally looked at her and said "I mean if you want. I don't want to destroy you this evening." Beth squeezed his hand soothing, while she told him "We still haven't taste the cake, I think it's pretty delicious." Nodding his head Daryl answered "Well, then let's go back."
Beth nodded then, but didn't stand up. Instead she was still holding his hand and was sitting really close to him. Daryl looked her deep in the eyes and he could see so much in them. Hope, life, love, sun, trust. She was so perfect, but Daryl knew that he won't ever be the one to her. But Beth was the one for him. Beth already was all these things, hope, life, love, sun, trust, for him and even more.
Sitting like that he got the need, the urge to lean down and kiss her soft lips. He wanted to taste them just one time in his life, but Daryl knew that if he would do that he would lose her, again. Beth's eyes got wider and her lips formed a bright smile and before Daryl could ask himself why, she said excited "Daryl, I haven't heard this song before."
Daryl looked confused down to her, but then he got it what she meant. There was a new song playing on the dance floor and Beth didn't know it. Beth stood up and stretched out her to Daryl. "C'mon Mr. Dixon, I need a memory to this song." Oh hell no. Simply he answered. "No." "Please Daryl. Why not?" "Because I just can't dance and.. everybody will look at us." "Daryl you can dance, believe me. And everyone had already drunk enough, nobody will even notice us." "I don't know.." Daryl almost whispered. "C'mon Mr. Dixon, I need a memory for this song and I can't imagine a better memory, than dancing with you under the lanterns." Beth smiled down to him and stretched her hand out for his.
After a deep breath Daryl finally took her hand in his and together they went back to the party, while Beth was holding his hand the whole time. They made their way through the other, till they finally reached the dance floor. Daryl was glad, that Beth took the place right in the corner, so they won't dance in the middle where everybody could see them at their first look. His hands were shaking again and the feeling in his belly came back stronger.
After Beth had turned around to him, she placed her left hand on his shoulder and Daryl exactly knew what he had to do next. Looking unsure down to her, Beth gave him a little nod and so he placed his nervous hand on her hip. Then she reached for his other hand and after she gave him an encouraging smile they began to dance. Of course Daryl stepped on her feet again a few times and they needed some time, till they could follow the music with their moves, but finally they made it.
And somehow Daryl was damn proud about himself. Beth smiled the whole time up at him, like she was proud too. The song was over way to fast, but they didn't let go from each other, when the music stopped for just one second before a new title began. "I also don't know this song." Beth said. "Then I think you will get a memory for this one too." Daryl answered her with a damn smile in his face.
This song was faster than the last one, so they fit their moves to the beat and every time Beth let go her left hand from his shoulder, so she could make a rotation under Daryl's hand, she came back into his arms and Daryl automatically placed his other hand on her hip again. How can she even dance with these shoes?
Daryl had to admin, that he really enjoyed it dancing with Beth and he really had fun. Of course Beth was right, nobody was looking at them, it was almost like the two of them were dancing for their own, like back in Daryl's living room. They kept on dancing, one, two, three even four songs later they were still dancing and Daryl could imagine to dance with her the rest of his life. Beth just found her way back into his arms, when the sixth song was over.
When the new song started Daryl frozen. Daryl didn't know many song titles, but he knew this, he had heard it many times in the motorcycle shop he had worked such a long time ago. It was 'She's the one' from Robbie Williams. Daryl was sure that Beth also knew this song, but she didn't pull away, instead she placed her hand on his shoulder again and together they started dancing. Slowly, to the music.
Beth's big deer eyes were looking up at him and Daryl was lost in her eyes again. They were reflecting the light from the lamps above them and Daryl knew her eyes were the entrance to heaven. Getting closer to his chest, Beth's lower arm and his were touching now, her other lower arm was placing on his chest. Daryl gave in the need to pull her closer, when he took his hand away from her hip and placed it instead on her lower back. Her body was pressing against his and he could feel her heartbeat against his chest. With his thumb Daryl stroked the soft skin on her back and his whole body was lost again.
'She's the one'
Oh Beth was really Daryl's one. Daryl's only one ever. Like Beth knew that he was thinking about her, when these words were playing, she placed her head against his shoulder and the second Daryl could smell her, he closed his eyes and just enjoyed the moment. He tried to pull her even closer, while he softly moved his palm up and down her bare back. Leaning his head against hers, while he kept closing his eyes and the music tones were covering them with a comfortable feeling of being the only ones left in the world.
Pulling his head away just so he could whisper into her ear. "You are looking so beautiful tonight sweetheart." Beth answered him with a sweet thank you and a soft kiss on her neck, which made his whole body hot. When Daryl knew that the song was almost over, he pressed his lips against her forehead, when the lost tone was playing. He didn't want to end this and it looked like Beth also didn't want to, because her head kept on its place by his shoulder, even when a new song already began.
Finally she whispered against his neck. "Thank you Daryl." "Always sweetheart." And with that they let go, not completely, their hands were still enveloped, when they went to their seats again.
After they had tasted the really delicious cake, Daryl said to Beth that he will get them something to drink. Beth looked up at him then, like she wanted to ask him if he was sure, so Daryl just squeezed her hand one last time, before he stood up and told her to wait for him here.
At the table with the drinks the man, who had touched Beth's lower arm before, was suddenly standing next to him. Daryl tried to ignore him, but the man didn't care because he said anyway "The fish was delicious, thank you for catching them for us Daryl." Daryl grunted before he told him "Beth caught most of them." Daryl didn't know why, but he had the need to let the man know that Beth and he were spending time together.
"Oh really? Beth is good in so many things. My daughter loves her in school, she always tells me that she is so kind." Yeah, that's his Beth. Wait, he had a kid, so maybe he wasn't really flirting with her earlier, Daryl thougth to himself. Not knowing what he should answer Daryl just went on with getting some lemonade into the glasses.
Daryl almost dropped the glass, when the man patted on his shoulders, before he said "You can be really proud of your girl." My girl!? Was the man thinking that Beth and he.. That she was his girl? Daryl should have told him that Beth wasn't his girlfriend but still his lips stayed close, instead he just nodded his head and waited till the man was going away. What was that? Why didn't he tell him, that they were just friends. They were just friends or? Daryl probably just wanted to protect Beth from this guy, he should think that Daryl was her boyfriend, so he won't try to flirt with her again.
Back at the table, when Daryl gave Beth her glass, she thanked him sweetly and gave him one of those smiles, one of those special Beth smiles, which she just gave to him. Beth and Daryl followed the conversation from their friends on the table. And Daryl had to admin that it was way too funny, because they were all already drunk, one more one less, and it was just amusing to listen and watch them. Before the apocalypse Daryl would had been one of them, but he had never believed that it would be even funnier to watch drunken people than being self one of them.
It was almost midnight and after the fourth time that Rick had told Daryl that he loved him, when little Justin came to Beth and asked her with a shy voice if she wanted to dance with him. Beth smiled down at the little boy and before she answered him, she looked at Daryl for one second. When she saw the smile on Daryl's face and his nod, she stood up and hand in hand they walked to the dance floor.
Justin was about 8 years old and Beth still had to lean down a little, so they could dance to the music. It was more just swinging their hands and laughing, than dancing, but Daryl had to smile to himself, while he was watching Beth. How happy she was looking, with this bright smile, her shinning eyes, her still perfect hair, how her hip was moving and how she managed to dance with those damn shoes on. One time Beth looked over to Daryl and let Justin's hand go, so she could wave at him. And without hesitat Daryl waved back like a stupid teenager. But he didn't care, because almost everybody was drunk and Beth Greene was waving at him, so he just had to wave back.
Still watching Beth with this damn smile in his face, Daryl could say that something was plucking on his shirt. When he looked down, little Emily was standing there with her big eyes. Even after seconds she was still just looking at him, so Daryl said to her "Hey little girl." Looking on her shoes, she tried to bore a hole into the ground with her left feet. "Daryl.. Mr. Dixon.. Would you.." Before she said the last words Emily was finally looking up at him. "Would you dance with me?"
Now it was Daryl's time to just look at her, speechless. When he didn't say anything till probably one whole minute, Emily added a shy 'please'. He couldn't say no to this sweet, little girl, but why did she want to dance with him, Daryl Dixon? Maybe Beth was right earlier, when she said that little Emily had a crush on him.
Damn, everyone was drunk, so nobody will remember much about this night, so why not? Emily's look was suddenly more sad and disappointed, so Daryl quickly told her. "If you want, we can go dancing." Her face lighted up again and before Daryl could even react, she took his hand in her tiny and guided him to the dance floor.
Daryl couldn't dance with her like Beth and Justin were doing, because Emily was way too tiny, so he picked her easily up and took her in his arms. Emily giggled when she found herself in his arms again. Suddenly Daryl was frozen, because he could dance with Beth, but only with Beth, because she always leaded him, but now he had to dance on his own. "You have to take my hand Daryl.. Mr. Dixon." little Emily told him and when Daryl took her tiny left hand, his body automatically began to move and the little girl's eyes became even bigger.
While Daryl was dancing with Emily in his arms, he tried to catch Beth's eyes and after some moments she was looking over at him and began to laugh. He probably was looking like a dork, but somehow Daryl didn't really care. Finally Beth's laugh became a smile, a proud smile and Daryl just had to smile back at her.
When Emily saw his smile she turned around to look at who Daryl was smiling. Finally the little girl looked back at Daryl and asked him curious "Since when are Mrs. Beth and you are married?" Daryl stopped dancing abruptly and looked down at Emily like he had seen a ghost. "We.. we aren't married." He answered her, with a still shocked voice and slowly he began to dance again.
"Oh, okay I understand. Then since when is Mrs. Beth your girlfriend?" With a little too disappointed voice Daryl answered "Beth also isn't my girlfriend." Looking confused up at him, the little girl asked him "But you love her right?" Love. Somehow Daryl got sad, when he looked over the girl's head to Beth. Did he maybe really love Beth? Of course, he loved her, but he wasn't sure if he loved her like Emily was thinking. Daryl had never a crush on anybody or was in love before. He never got to know this feeling, so he couldn't tell. But Daryl also knew that he just couldn't love her that way, because she was Beth. She deserved so much better than him, so much more than him. Beth was too good for him and Daryl was too less for her.
After taking a deep breathe, Daryl told Emily "I like her." "So you aren't together.. I always thought you and Mrs. Beth are in love." Daryl got curious, so he just had to ask her. "Why do you think that?"
"Because you and Mrs. Beth are always together, every day, you live in the same house. She takes your hand and kisses your cheek. She smiles and looks at you like the princess in my fairy book smiles and looks at her prince. And you were dancing with her together earlier. You had her in your arms and she was leaning her head against your shoulder, while she had her eyes closed. And you kissed her on the forehead and it all looked sooo romantic."
Were Beth and he really looking like they were together or even married? Yeah, they were close, but not that close. But everything the little girl said was true, Daryl and Beth were doing these things all the time. "Do you watch us all the time little girl?" Daryl asked her, while he tried to sound a little mad, but he failed and smiled instead down at her.
While her cheeks were getting red she answered him with a small voice "Sometimes, but just because I think you are cute together and one day I want to have a prince who treat me like you treat Mrs. Beth. And also my parents say, that you are a sweet couple and they are also thinking that you are together." Daryl loved kids, because they were always saying the truth and damn little Emily was really telling the things she was thinking. And she was right again, Beth was Daryl's princess not only because he treated her like one, no, because Beth was Daryl's only princess ever and she will always be his princess, forever.
After Daryl had just nodded as an answer, he danced around with her some more, before he asked the little girl "Don't you have to be in bed at this time normally?" "Yes, normally, but not tonight. Because of the party I can stay as long as my eyes are open and my feet are taking me, my daddy said." Daryl nodded again, but suddenly Emily's face changed and quickly she said "But.. Maybe I should go back to my parents. Maybe they are already searching for me."
With that, Daryl let her on the ground again and before she left Emily told him "Thank you for dancing with me Daryl.. Mr. Dixon." With a smile in his face he answered "It was my pleasure little girl." Daryl watched her running away and waved at her, when she looked over her shoulder one more time, before she stopped in front of the man, who had touched Beth's lower arm earlier, when she had taken the cake. That was Emily's father.
Before Daryl could even process this, someone was touching his arm and even without looking into the person's face, he already knew that it was his princess. That it was Beth. "You have finished the dance with your future wife?" Beth teased him. He wanted to say 'no' and start to dance with her, so she would know, that she should be his future wife, but Daryl just couldn't do that. Instead, he smiled at Beth and asked her if she wanted to go back to their seats.
Only then they both noticed that their friends were all gone already and leaning her head on Daryl's shoulder Beth said "If I'm serious, I'm already tired Mr. Dixon. Do you want to go?" Nodding his head Daryl took Beth's soft hand in his and together they left the party.
The second they reached the street, Beth let go so she could take off her shoes. "I just can't stand in them for even one more second." Beth told him, while she supported herself by Daryl's shoulder and he was looking confused at her. Her tiny toes were tucking on the still warm asphalt and finally she took his hand again and together they were walking on the dark streets of Alexandria.
They were still talking about the funny things their friends had said, when Beth suddenly began to scream and pushed herself against his chest. Automatically Daryl took his arms protective around her body, while his eyes were searching for the reason, why she was so scared. Finally he saw a little mouse running down the street and he almost began to laugh. "Don't tell me that Beth fucking Greene is afraid of a little mouse?" Daryl teased her, while he was looking down at her, her body was still pressing against his. "No, of course not. But.. I thought it was a spider." Beth told him and Daryl could tell that she was ashamed, because she was acting that way.
Stroking the bare skin of her back, Daryl tried to calm her down and wanted to tell her with that, that she shouldn't feel ashamed. When Beth's heartbeat finally got normal again, she was looking up at him. Her big, endless eyes were watching his and she was standing so close. Daryl could smell her own perfect perfume, could see the little freckles on her nose, could feel her breath on his skin. If he would lean down just a little he could.. he could kiss her. But he didn't, because he shouldn't, even when he wanted so bad.
Daryl was surprised when Beth got on her toes and wanted to place a kiss on his cheek, but because Daryl was moving a little, she kissed him on the corner of his mouth instead and Daryl thought he would explore, because of all the feelings he had in this moment. His whole body felt hot, everything inside him tingled and screamed for more, his heart was beating like it was never beating before, his hand began to shake and even when his whole body was on fire, his toes became damn cold, when Beth Greene had almost kissed Daryl Dixon.
But obviously Beth didn't care much about that, because she brought her feet on the ground again and looked up at him like nothing had happened. Daryl thought that he probably looked like a dork, but she just watched his eyes and after some more silent moments she whispered "Thank you for tonight Daryl." It was just an accident, calm down again, Daryl told himself. "For you always girl." He finally whispered.
Daryl watched her, while she put her lower lip between her teeth and she was biting on it. "You smelled pretty good tonight." Smiling down at her, Daryl answered "Because of the perfume you got for me. Thank you by the way for it." "For you always Mr. Dixon." Beth giggled and her shaking body remembered Daryl that he was still holding her against his chest. So he let go and a little shiver run down his back, when her warm body was gone.
"Are you cold girl?" Daryl asked her, because he could see the goose bumps on her arms. "Just a little." Beth answered serious, before Daryl determined "Then let us go."
Hand in hand they kept on and after they entered his house, they went also hand in hand into the bedroom. When Daryl saw the bed he had to admin, that he was also damn tired, so he quickly took of his shirt, like he did every night, since Beth got to know about his scars and let the shirt fall careless on the floor. Like every evening he went to the bathroom then, to give Beth some privacy, so she could change into her sleeping clothes.
Entering the bedroom after five minutes again, Daryl stopped abruptly, when he saw Beth standing in front of the mirror, brushing her hair, just with his shirt on. It looked so big around her tiny body and when she took her arms up, Daryl could see one second, before he looked away, that tonight she wasn't wearing her usual sleeping pants, instead, she was just wearing her underwear and Daryl knew, that in this moment Beth was just wearing his shirt and her little panties.
Thankfully that he still had his jeans on, so Beth couldn't see his hard one, he lowered himself on his bedside. Even if he would try, Daryl couldn't look away from her, while she was almost posing in front of the mirror. After clearing his throat, Daryl asked her curios. "Why are you wearing my shirt girl?" Beth turned around, still her brush in her hand and a sorry look in her face. "Sorry Daryl, I just.. You know it smells pretty good and I just wanted to.. to smell it during the night, while I'm sleeping, but if you don't want it I will take it off again." Shaking his head, maybe a little too wildly, Daryl told her "Nah, it's okay. I was just curious."
With a smile back in her face she came to him in the bed and made herself comfortable. While Daryl took of his jeans, Beth turned off the light on the desk next to the bed. Finally Daryl also crawled under the blanket and searched for Beth's warm body. Cuddling herself into Daryl's side, he stroked her head the whole time, till her breathing became regular and Beth fell peacefully asleep. After minutes of listening to her breathing, Daryl whispered into her hair "Good night my princess."