Shameless Uk Oneshots

Lip- Options

Tw: Mention of abortion

Y/n Pov

Sex with Lip was the best sex of my life. Yes, I'm only seventeen, so my sexual experiences aren't that of a grown adult. But I live in Manchester, so I can guarantee that my sex life has been much more colourful than that of a southern lady. With Lip, everything was perfect. Our bodies connected instantly, each and every atom fixing together like a jigsaw, like it was meant to be.

However, as we all know, sex can have consequences. And I'm not talking about the walk of shame, or even the soreness of the morning after. Now, this was bigger than all those things. And right now, I'd take a raw vagina anyway over my current state of affairs

"Shit shit shit shit shit" I mumbled, pacing up and down infront of my foster mum Veronica. Her and kev have been fostering me since I was 12. They talked about adoption but it wasn't possible since my parents refused to sign over their rights. And we couldn't afford to go about it any other way. It didn't matter though. They were there for me, Foster, adoption, biological, what's the difference? I'm loved, and they know how to show it

"Calm down sweetheart. You're making me dizzy pacing up and down like that" Veronica sighed as I slumped on the sofa, my head in my hands

"I'm in deep shit. You can't tell kev. You just cant" I begged her as we heard him opening the door. She didn't have time to object as kev walked in

"Hiya darling. What you doing home?" He asked. I was supposed to be at school

"She got sent home early. Felt sick" Veronica lied. Truth is, I did a test at school, and went home in a right state. After all, finding out you're pregnant as a teenager isn't just a walk in the park

"Now, do you really feel sick? Or was it Monday blues?"

"No. I was really sick. Like, on the brink of death" I told him, as he chuckled, kissing the top of my head

"I'll be back in a min" I said, racing upstairs. I couldn't hold it in any longer. I had to tell Lip. He deserved to know. That's a lie. I mean, he did deserve to know. But the main reason I wanted to tell him is so I wouldn't feel so alone

I called him numerous times until he finally answered

Lip: babe, are you alright? Ian said he saw you get sent home. Has something happened?
Y/n: you've got to come home. Please Lip. I can't wait another three hours to see you
Lip: why? What's going on?
Y/n: you and your cock, that's what's going on. I'm fucking pregnant Lip. Look, ugh, just come home and we can talk about it. Please, I don't wanna be alone right now. V knows but now kevs home, she can hardly sit and cry with me
Lip: are you joking?
Y/n: I fucking wish
Lip; right, ye, ye ill, er, ill come home. I'll be there as soon as I can

Forty minutes later, the door opened. I could hear kev telling Lip I was sick but I ran downstairs, standing infront of them both

"I feel better now" I stated, grabbing lips hand and pulling him upstairs

"Oi! Keep that door open! I mean it y/n!" He yelled up to me, however I almost slammed the door from stress. Once it was just the two of us, we lay side by side on my bed, staring up at the ceiling

"We are utterly fucked" I muttered

"How can you know for sure?" He asked, leaning up on his elbow

"I've done four tests Lip. I know the shops round here a dodgy but the chances of all four being wrong is highly unlikely" I sighed, sitting up and running my hand through my hair