Burning Hearts [1]

Is that My Shirt?

Lillian was hanging out with the Gallagher eldest boys in their room, she was currently sitting in Ian's bed, she was talking to Lip when Ian bound up the stairs, he noticed the girl sitting in his bed and smiled at her. 

"Hey! It's my favorite Gallagher!" Lillian announced to the redhead as he sat down on the bed, she kissed his cheek. 

"Hey!" Lip threw a pillow at Lillian, causing her to laugh. 

"I'm kidding, I don't have a favorite, but if I did. It's Liam." She threw the pillow back at Lip, which he caught. 

Lip looked at Ian's shoes. 

"He bought them for you? Didn't he?" Lip asked, getting a nod from Ian in response. Lillian looked down at them too. 

"They're nice." Lillian complimented Ian. 

"He's married. With kids! What else does he buy you, Ian?" Lip asked, his voice fairly rough.

"Stuff. Now and again." Ian said with a small smile. 

"And you're happy with that?" Lip shook his head as Ian just shrugged unbothered by his actions.

..  

"Burgers comin' through!" Veronica yelled through the Gallagher house. "Uh, Lip, Napkins." 

"I can get it. Oh, no, no, no you sit." Lip stood up causing Karen to stand, but he told her to sit back down. Karen was out of her comfort zone but she wasn't going to tell. 

"I'll help you V!" Lillian yelled across the house from the kitchen to Veronica as she made her way to the kitchen, setting the bags of food down. 

"Only ketchup? Me." V set her hamburger down on the counter. She handed Carl his hamburger. 

"Thank you." He replied and went to sit down in the living room. 

"Extra onions, jalapenos?" V's called out to the living room. 

"Me," Lip responded. 

After the family got their orders they all made space in the living room. V finally noticed the newbie sitting on the arm of the chair that Lip occupied, she looked helpless, almost pathetic if Lillian had to say. 

"Who's this?" V looked between the two teenagers. 

"This is Karen." He introduced her to the family. 

Both Ian and Lillian rolled their eyes almost in sync, they heard things about her that neither liked. Karen was a slut, she slept with whoever, whenever. 

"Hey Karen, nice top. What size are you?" V spoke fairly highly. 

"Shhh! Shut up!" Fiona laughed as she yelled at the family, making their main focus on the TV. 

..

Frank came swinging into the house dropping his beloved jean jacket on the banister, he had blood streaming down his face and was drunk off his ass, it was the way Frank lived and breathed. Ian noticed the shirt his father was wearing. 

"Aye, that my shirt?" Ian asked, raising from his seat and walking over to Frank.

"Yeah." Frank turned around, obviously, today he was an angry drunk. He walked over to Ian, making the teen walk backward. The air felt tense, as Lillian and Lip looked over at each other before looking back over to the scene in front of them.  

"I-I was just asking." Ian nervously stuttered. 

The next thing Lillian knew was that Ian now was on the broken coffee table, his nose bleeding. Frank forcefully headbutted Ian, his nose bloody. The rest of the family jumped back in shock. Steve was the first one to move, he run over to Frank pushing him. 

"What the fuck is wrong with you!" Steve screamed at the man. Complete chaos broke out. Debbie brought a frying pan from the kitchen, Fiona, Veronica, Carl, and Lillian focused on the bleeding teen. Lip rushed over to Debbie, trying to pry the frying pan from her hands. Frank left after cleaning up his nose. 

"Ian, are you alright?" Lillian asked her friend. 

"Yeah, I'm alright." 

Lillian left the bleeding boy and got him a pack of frozen peas and a wet washcloth and handed it to the boy. 

"What the fuck was his problem?" Lillian asked as she looked over to Fiona that was leaning against the wall looking at her brother, then over to Lip that was standing in the middle of the room he stared at Lillian.

Karen was completely in shock at the actions that just happened. She was scared as she grabbed her things and made her way to the door.  

..

Lillian, Ian, and Lip were sitting in their room, Lip rolling a joint while smoking one that was previously made, before passing it to Lillian, she took a hit off it as well. Ian tore off his shirt before putting a new one on as well.

"You should've hit him," Lip announced into the group. 

"If I ever do, I'll fucking kill him." Ian looked between his brother and his best friend before sitting in front of Lillian. Lillian began playing with his strawberry hair. 

"So? Eight to ten for manslaughter." Lip joked, but the joke was way too serious. 

"Lip." Lillian tried to get Lip to stop talking. 

"Get laid as often as you want." 

"Lip"

"Tattoos and everything."

"Phillip." Lillian never used his full name, he hated his full name so she never used it. But using it, caught his attention.

"It's gay heaven, man." He finished his thought, followed by taking a hit from the finished blunt. 

"Thanks," Ian replied, wiping his nose with the cloth.