𝐒𝐈𝐂𝐊 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒 - 𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘭 𝘨𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘢𝘨𝘩𝘦𝘳

11 {hickeys & weddings}

PIPER LAID in the floor with her legs propped up on the couch, carl on the couch, mickey and ian sat in the kitchen.

"so, you two fuckin' or what?" mickey asks, making carl look his way.

"it was one time for fucks sake," carl says, earning looks from everyone. "maybe two but-"

"there's no buts to that, gallagher, either you fucked the girl or not," mickey says, making everyone look over at him, again.

"i did but-"

"no buts."

"why did you want to know anyways?" carl asks mickey who looks unbothered in his own little world.

"because i heard brandon rocked your shit," mickey explained, making ian laugh a little. "and to be completely honest with you, i would too, if i caught you two doing that shit, ever."

"why does everyone have it out for me when i have sex but when fiona does it, it's okay?" carl says, annoyed with the conversation.

"pipes, your being awful quiet down there," ian says as he looks at the girl. "how the fuck is she already asleep?"

"probably hasn't been asleep 'cause carl over there's been dicking her dow-" before mickey got to finish his sentence, ian slapped him slightly.

carl sighed for what felt like the 100th time, "i'll take her upstairs. cmon pipes,"

piper opened her eyes and walked up the stairs with carl next to her. she laid on carls bed as she fell asleep again.

as piper drifted into a deep sleep, carl thought about things with her. maybe mickey was right, they shouldn't be doing that kind of stuff when their friends..

so maybe more than friends?

•••

"good morning, pipes," carl said as piper opened her eyes to see the boy sat next to her, watching tv.

piper got completely up before wiping her eyes and walking down stairs, "hello, gallaghers, and frank,"

"i'll have you know, williams, that i am a gallagher." frank replied, annoyed at the girl.

"lip, ian, mick-"

"carl dickin' you down up there again?" mickey said, making all eyes on piper.

"okay. one, no. two, that is a horrible way of explaining-"

"way of explaining that he put hi-"

"mickey! hey, buddy, shut up!" carl said as he walked down the stairs and sat next to piper at the counter.

"alright, pipe, your no fun, you suck," mickey said, thinking about it for a second. "you literally suck. on carl-"

"i'm gonna head out, carl. see you tomorrow though," piper said, smiling before walking to kev and v's house.

"piper, come on in." kev smiled at the girl as she walked through the door, to the couch, doing what she normally does.

•••

"okay but like how does steve harvey keep his head so.. shiny?" piper said, making carl laugh.

"no no, i get where your coming from but like that's kind of weird, pipes." carl said, turning around to look at the girl.

after moments of eye contact, carl begins kissing her, leaving marks on her neck down to her stomach.

"carl do you have any-" of course it was mickey. "oh shit, oh fuck, carl run."