Burning Hearts [1]

G.F.Y.

"The wedding was amazing," Lillian looked at the newlywed as they came to the bar to take their first shot as a 'married couple'. They had decided to get married in the middle of the Alibi room, seeming it was free, and that was the goal. 

"Cmon L, take a wedding shot with us." Lillian smiled as she stood up making sure that her dress didn't run up she was handed a shot glass with a clear liquid in it, and a lime, Lillian grabbed the salt from the other side of the bar. She poured the salt onto the top of her hand. Taking the glass in her hand. She waited for the rest of them to do the same. 

"Ready, set... go," Lillian had licked the salt off of her hand, and took the glass into her mouth before removing it and replacing it with the lime. "Ahh." Lillian smiled at the newlyweds, who had finished theirs.

"We love you," V called out to the teen. 

"I love you guys too." 

"All right, make room for the married couple to break it down on the dance floor." Lip and Ian had moved the tables out of the way giving the optimum amount of room to dance. 

Lillian had thrown back a few shots when she felt a hand on her back, she had looked over to see Lip smiling. 

"Heyy," Lip had tipsily slurred "You look very pretty in that dress." 

The blush had shown up on her cheeks, Lillian had 'borrowed' the dress from some mall, it was just a tight-ish maroon colored dress which hugged her in the right places, she had worn black heels with it. Lip had helped her get the dress zipped up early that day. 

"Thanks, Lip, you don't look too bad yourself." He had worn a blue dress coat over his white dress shirt, he looked very handsome if she had to say. 

"Wanna dance?" He had asked the girl, she smiled and nodded.

The two made their way to the dance floor and began to dance as if it was like a club, Lillian had started to grind her ass onto Lip as he guided her to do so. They were all having fun.

..

Lillian had made her way down the stairs, Debbie was a few steps after her, Lillian had promised that she would have a sleepover with Debbie, so that's what had happened. Lillian had poured herself a cup of coffee. Carl was already awake and had begun trying to torture a barbie doll. 

"Didn't Fiona tell you to stop electrocuting dolls?" Debbie had asked her brother. Lillian had sat at the island, she wasn't awake quite yet so she kept the mug in her hand. 

"They have to pay for their sins." Carl smiled to himself. 

Lip had come down the stairs and made himself a cup as well, soon enough the lights went out, and an angry Fiona yelled out to her younger brother. 

"Carl!" Fiona yelled.

"It's not me! Hector's at the pole again!" The boy yelled back. A few moments later Fiona came barrelling down the stairs, she was in the middle of something with Steve as her hair was a mess and she had on his boxers, her tank top, and his button-up. 

"Shit, shit, shit." Was all she said before she ran out of the back door and over to the electrician's truck, the kids following. Hector had apologized for shutting it off but would return later tonight if she paid the bill, she had picked up an extra shift, and Lip and Lillian had thrown some money in, now that Lillian had practically moved in. 

..

Lillian sat on Ian's bed, as Lip was getting dressed. Warren had made his way to the bedroom, he looked at Lillian and smiled, he shifted his focus on Lip. 

"Lip?" He asked, he had asked Lip to write a paper over the Great Gatsby. 

"Warren." He answered.

"Where's my paper?" 

"Where's my money?" 

"I got it." Warren's hand went into his pocket. 

"Okay, I want to see it." Lips eyes shifted to Lillian's as he kissed her forehead. 

"$35, right?" Warren always tried to pull a fast one on Lip. 

"No, $50." Lip sat down next to Lillian as he began putting on his shoes. After achieving he headed out of the bedroom door. 

"Ching chow Choon chow Cho ching wang hang fo.." Waren bugun muttering.

"Stop speaking fake Korean, Warren. He never said $35. Not for the paper last month, not for the paper he wrote you last, and it's not for this one." Lillian looked at Warren.

"Can you do $35?" 

"No."

"$38?"

"Look, I want $50, or GTY" Lip told Warren.

"GFY?"

"Go fuck yourself." Warren's head shift to look at Lillian, she had held up her middle fingers to the boy. 

To be honest, Lip loved the Lillian she was becoming, she handled most of the business side of things, on top of taking a few tests of her own for others, he was proud to say that she might even be smarter than he was, now that is saying a lot.