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carlos woke up, to an unusual sight. a bright light shining into his eyes, and a red head standing at the foot of his bed.

"what the fuck..." he spoke, voice raspy as he had just woken up, "what's goin' on? am i being robbed?"

the fiery-headed boy let out a light chuckle, "no. come on, come with me." ian grabbed carlos' arm.

"wait- what? no, let me sleep." he groaned

"no." ian spoke simply.

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ian had taken carlos to an empty parking lot not far from the alibi - strangely enough, carlos didn't even know that it existed. they laid on the top level, looking at the stars, both in their pyjamas. carlos loved astrology; he knew quite a lot of the constellations. so, when he made a comment on one of them, ian had to nod and pretend that he knew what the raven haired boy was talking about.

"-see that one there?" he pointed, "that's gemini. and i know you have no clue what i'm talking about" he laughed slightly

ian turned his head, "damn, i thought i was hiding it well. i know gemini though!"

carlos looked at ian, eyebrow raised, "really?!"

"yeah! it's a.. a uhm- i don't remember?"

a loud laugh fell from the other boy's mouth, "it's a zodiac sign, ian."

"that's it!"

"okay, see the really bright one?" carlos questioned him

"no." ian monotoned, bluntly.

carlos sighed, grabbing the ginger's hand and moving it as so it was pointing towards the brightest star, "there."

"oh, yeah i see it! that's really bright."

"yeah, that star is castor-"

he was interrupted, "isn't that your middle name?"

carlos' eyes widened, "how'd y'know that? not even kev knows that."

"i have my ways." ian giggled.

"you're a sneaky one."

they stayed silent for a few moments, before carlos confronted the boy on what he's been wanting to question him on since he found out.

"are you okay?"

ian's eyebrows became furrowed, "what?"

"you're literally being groomed, ian." carlos scoffed, "cash is forty, you are fourteen!"

ian sighed, "i-it's not like that-"

"then how is it?!"

"he gives me stuff, and i give him stuff. he's nice to me-"

"so he's your sugar daddy?"

"what?! no!" ian exclaimed, shocked at the brunette's previous words, "just drop it."

"fine. but this is not okay. in any way whatsoever."

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hey this was a quick filler, but i hope you enjoyed!

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