Carl the dealing physcopath meets an innocent girl named Layla. Hearts break, hate turns into love.
🔞 smut + storyline
DISCLAIMER: I do not own shameless, all of the characters remain the same except the new characters etc... all right reserved b...
The same morning I turn up to school. I left a bit early because I needed to get changed into my gym outfit. I wore long blue and white basketball shorts that fit well and was a few inches below my mid thigh. I matched it with the white and blue top. I took a shower and put my new deodorant and fragrances on. I was the last person to enter the gym. When I walked in everyone was in the centre with the coach explaining the first game in the middle. I jogged over.
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I look at the coach but the I feel a set of eyes on me. A familiar feeling. I searched frantically around the room for Carl. He was standing right opposite me. All the boys were wearing long jerseys with shorts. I assumed we were playing basketball. I glanced over once more and felt my pupils enlarge as i focused on Carl. He was standing next to a few boys.
"Ok the first game is a self defence game. Partner up". The coach said. "Hey wanna partner up?" A the girl next to me asked. She was wearing a set like me and had her dirty blonde hair in a high ponytail.
Everyone was partnered up by now and the first game was boxing. "Everyone put gloves on and headgear. The last one on the floor is the winner". There was 24 people in this class.
"3,2,1 go" I started punching her after she threw the first punch. She punched me a few times and I punched back. She hit my shoulder almost knocking me down then I punched her once more. She fell onto the ground. Yes. Finally I won something. "Good job Layla" she exclaimed while taking off her headgear.
Down to the top 12. We were doing a mini basketball tournament. I was with three other girls. And Carl was also still in. "The first one to grab the basketball and successfully shoot wins".
I ended up winning that as-well. It was now down to the top four. It was me another girl, a boy and Carl. I partnered up with the girl. "This game is run to the far end of the gymnasium and back. The two winners will be paired up". Pft- this was easy. I used to run track for Ohio state championships. And I was listed as one of the top 3 runners.
I easily ran across the gym and back. It was Carl and the other dude next. I was desperately hoping it wasn't Carl because I did NOT want to face him again.
Guess who ended up winning?.. Carl. Of course. "The next two finalists are Layla and Carl... next game Is a hand restle". Fuck me.
We were facing each other on a table as everyone surrounded us. The girls were cheering for me and the boys were for carl. "3,2,1 go!" coach whistled. I knew for sure he was gonna win. I was fast but I was not strong at all. I pushed his hand as much down as he held my hand still for a good minute before he decided to give up. He definitely lost on purpose.
"And the winner is.... Layla." "We'll rematch in the shower." He said brining his head near my ear. I didn't understand a word of what he said.
After gym class I headed to the showers again today freshen up. I was almost done until... Carl stormed inside. My stall. I quickly wrapped myself in the towel as I turn around to see him wearing just jersey shorts. He had slightly tanned skin and literal abs.
