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The Shy Girl Likes a Dixon

I was sitting against the wall of the prison looking out at the courtyard. Daryl was working on his brother's bike and I watched his arms flexing as he moved. I liked Daryl since the Green's farm. I was staying with the Green's since almost the beginning of the apocalypse. I knew Beth from high school and I used to hang out with her a lot before I graduated and went for my freshmen year at an Atlanta University.

When shit hit the fan and my family was gone I went to the farm to see if they were okay. They invited me to stay with them and I happily accepted. Then about a week later Rick and his group came and I fell for that handsome redneck. I never would tell him though I'm so shy and especially around guys I like. I doubt he really even knows my name.

I continued staring at Daryl and saw the sun was beaming down on him. I went to get him some water and brought it to him. He was so engrossed with what he was doing he didn't even here me. No one ever sneaks up on Daryl, it's nearly impossible, but I managed it and I'm proud of myself.

"Daryl," I whispered.

"Holy shit, ya scared the hell outa me," Daryl said.

"Sorry," I mumbled.

"Its fine, never happened before. Ya quiet kid. So, what ya want?" He said as he got up from the ground.

He wiped his hands off on his red rag and placed it on the seat of the bike.

"I got you some water," I said handing him the bottle.

"Uh, thanks kid. Guess I could use a drink," he said taking the bottle.

I nodded and was about to head off to the prison.

"Hey," Daryl said.

I turned back and looked at him.

"Ya ever wanted to learn how to fix a bike?" he asked.

"Really?" I asked.

"Ya not annoying as some people. I know you'll be quiet and won't yammer my ear off," he said.

"That be cool," I said joining him at the bike.

For about an hour Daryl showed me so many different parts of the bike and how to tune it up

. "I don't really know how to say this kid, but I like hanging out with ya," Daryl said.

He looked nervous and was looking at the ground.

"You like hanging with me?" I asked.

"Yeah I do. Ya might be shy as hell, but I feel like we kind of… I don't know. We just get each other, I guess," he said.

"I like it too," I said smiling shyly.

"Cool, can I… Never mind," Daryl said.

I don't know where I got the courage, but when Daryl looked off to the side I took the opportunity to kiss his cheek. I gave him a light peck right on his stubble cheek and pulled away. It was quick, but it was the best three seconds of my life.

"What was that for?" he asked with a small smile.

I shrugged and said, "I like you, Daryl."

"I like ya too," Daryl said.

He looked me in the eye with his steely blue ones and he leaned in. I went the rest of the way and we kissed for the first time. All this time of dreaming about this moment it finally came true and it was so much better than I imagined.

We broke away and Daryl said, "Ya my girl, now."

"I am," I said.

He kissed me again and from then on Daryl and I will be together until the end.