in love- Ian Gallagher ❤️

Killer Carl.

I go into the bathroom and brush my teeth, then i walk back into the room to see the three boys still asleep. I change into this outfit:

*ignore the CD*

I walk downstairs, then Carl and Lip come down. Ian must be getting ready.
Fiona: Ohh, Liam we gotta get you onto this potty. We can take some of the money we spent on diapers and we can buy you candy and cars.
Don't you like candy and cars?
Carl: Ah, rewards for shitting. The good old days.
Steve: Hey, let me help.
Fiona: Okay, cool. When Liam starts holding his breath and squinting, put him on this.
Steve: The power bill.
He holds up money from his back pocket and i see Fiona's facial expression change.
Steve: Come on i'm almost living here.
Fiona: No, you're not. Lip gave me enough for it yesterday. I picked up a shift and forgot to walk it to the payment centre.
Steve: Four hundred and thirty bucks? Lip's a bit flushed this month.
Fiona: It's SAT season.
Debbie: He's always flushed during SAT season.
Steve: SAT?
Ian: College tests. Morning Tay.
He says pulling me into a side hug, i just smile and take a sip from my coffee.
Steve: He tutors?
Lip: Uh, no. Takes.
Ian: Oh, hey. I got another lead for you.
Lip: Set it up, douche. I'm taking it for someone else today, but uh, there's another session in two weeks.
Ian: All right.
Fiona: Don't take the phone today. I need it.
Debbie: I need it.
Taylor: For what?
Debbie: Cold calling for babysitting gigs. I sound more mature on the phone.
Fiona: I'm using the phone today, go. Your gonna be late.
Steve: I'll give you guys a ride.
Then Fiona hands us all bananas and Carl gives her a letter.
Carl: Teacher told me to give this to you.
Fiona: Wait, what did you do!
Carl: Nothing.
Fiona: This is from last Friday. It's Wednesday Carl.
Steve: What did he do?
Fiona: Nothing. Hey, bat stays here.

Then we get a ride from Steve, then me, Karen, Lip and Ian are stood in front of the school with some guy Lip is doing the SAT for.
Karen: It's a buck 50 up-front. When you get your SAT results back and see how great Lip did, it's another buck 50.
Guy: And we do this today?
Karen: No, todays session is booked. Three weeks.
Guy: So i sit next to you while you take the test?
Ian: No, he's pretending to be you.
Taylor: You can't be there.
Guy: Why would they think your me?
Lip: I'll have a ID that says i'm you.
Guy: But what if they ask me for my ID.
Lip: I'm going to make a fake ID.
Guy: But i'm tall.
Lip: Yeah, that's a chance we're going to have to take.
Taylor: no body gives a fuck your tall, he's doing it for you. Unless you want to do it yourself and get shitty scores. I suggest you give the fucking money now before i take the full 100 and you get no test.
Then he hands a 50 over to Lip smirking, i roll my eyes. Ian has now got his hand in mine because he knows how angry i am.
Guy: Saturday night. What time can i pick you up?
Karen: Seven.
Guy: Done.
Then he walks away smiling at Karen, to be honest i hate Karen.
Lip: Your dating Oompa now?
Karen: He doesn't talk. It's fun.

Now it's after school and me and Ian are at our Kash and Grab shift. Then Mickey walks in. He grabs a gatorade and Pringles, he puts them in the empty cardboard box at the front.
Mickey: Oh heads up man. Your out of BBQ Pringles.
Then Ian comes from the back with a box.
Ian: Hey, did Mickey pay for that?
Then Kash just ignores him and puts the box on the floor.
Ian: You have to stand up to him.
Kash: What was i supposed to say?
Ian: How about "cut out the shit or i'll call the cops?"
Kash: Tried that once with his father.
Ian: Mickey's father is in prison now, all right?
Kash: I don't need any new enemies.
Taylor: Just leave it, i'll talk to him. It's not worth it.
Ian: Your just gonna let him, keep coming in here and taking what he wants?
Kash: Its the cost of doing business.
Then Mickey walks back in and grabs something else from the fridge.
Mickey: I forgot the dip.
Taylor: Mickey-
I was cut off by him walking out of the door.
Ian: Jesus Kash.
Taylor: No don't Ian.
Then Ian walks out of the door, i follow him trying to stop him. I grab his arm and just keep hold of it.
Ian: Hey, Mickey. Why don't you steal from a neighbourhood you don't live in? Have some civic pride huh?
Then he throws the dip at us and we all duck, it goes all over the door.
Ian: Hey, Jesus. Fuck.
Mickey: You know where i live if you have a problem.
Taylor: Mickey stop.
Mickey: Aw look at my little sister, hooking up with a Gallagher. How cute.
Taylor: Oh fuck off Mickey. Don't steal from here again.
Then I flip him off as he turns around and walks away.
Kash: Here. Go to the store, replace the stuff he stole.
Ian: We're cowards.
Kash: We're smart men in a stupid world. Hurry, before Linda gets back and sees what's missing.
Then me and Ian start walking to the store.
Taylor: Your not a Coward Ian, My brothers just a scary dick.
He does his little smirk when he laughs, i smile.

We go to the store, get the things and then walk back to Kash and Grab. We walk back in and Linda and Kash are stood there. Ian is carrying the box.
Linda: Where the hell were you two?
Ian: Uh..
Then mine and Ian's eyes go over to Kash.
Linda: Why are you looking at him? Where are you going with all of that stuff?
Taylor: Nowhere, I-
Linda: Who? Is it the Milkovich kid again?
Then none of us answer, she puts the box down and puts the closed sign on the front door.
Linda: That's it, we're closed. Follow me.
Then we all follow her out the back. She starts shooting the cardboard cut out man.
Kash: How did you learn how to do that?
Linda: I lived a lot of years before i met you. Come on.
Then it's Kash's turn to shoot the fake man.
Linda: Now hold it like you wanna do something with it.
He shoots it, missing all of them. I roll my eyes and laugh.
Linda: This is funny to you. Go on, you try.
I scoff and take the gun from Kash, i shoot perfectly.
Taylor: Left shoulder, Right shoulder. Left arm, right arm. Right Leg, Left leg. Stomach, head, heart, Dick.
Then i toss the gun back to Linda and smirk.
Taylor: Don't underestimate me, i have Ian.
Ian: ROTC.
Taylor: Come on Ginge.
He smirks and i link arms with him and we walk away.

Ian goes somewhere and i get a message from Fiona.

Fiona: Come to Carl's school. Steve can't save us, i bet you can. There trying to put Carl in foster care.

Taylor: On my way x

I then get to the office where Fiona, Lip, Carl and Steve are. I walk in and the principal looks at me, along with everyone else.
Taylor: Sorry i'm late, i was just getting the paperwork for Steve and Fiona to become the legal guardian's for the children.
Teacher: Do you realise Carl's report card has seven U's?
Fiona: U's?
Teacher: As is unsatisfactory.
Principal: But don't think of U as in "unsatisfactory". Think of U as in F.
Fiona: As in failed?
Principal: As in Fucked. I am not a religious man.
But every now and then, a child comes along who makes me believe in the existence of Satan. Now something drastic must be done, or he's going to slip down through the cracks, right up into a clock tower with a sniper rifle.
Teacher: Given our resources, he is beyond our ability to help.
Fiona: It's just a phase, and now that we're aware of it-
Principal: Too late. This Normal Rockwell display may warm the cockles of some other fool who believes no fucking child, not even the budding psychotics, should be left behind. But the fact is, the sooner Carl is put in prison, the safer the world is gonna be.
Steve: More of a Mickey Hart fan when it comes to paintings.
Principal: What- What's that?
Steve: More of a Mickey Hart fan than a Norman Rockwell fan?
Principal: Mickey Hart's an all right painter for a drummer.
Taylor: Yeah he is, you dare try to put carl in a foster home. Then you better fucking watch your back, he is staying in this school. I don't care what you fuck heads say. If you got a problem call me.
I write my number down on a piece of paper and put it in front of him. I take Carl's arm and we all walk out. We all laugh, knowing it worked. Then we see Frank walking with Karen.
Debbie: Daddy!
Fiona: Debbie, we gotta go.
Debbie: I wanna say hi to daddy. Daddy! Hi!
Frank: Hello, pumpkin.
Lip: Karen, what's going on?
Karen: Well, you said you never come to these. So i thought you weren't gonna come, so i asked Frank to stand in for my worthless father.
Frank: Did they expel Carl?
Taylor: No they didn't, thanks to me.
Frank: What did i tell you? Drama and threats, all for naught.
Fiona: Come on guys, let's go.
Debbie: Bye daddy.
Frank: Yeah, see ya.

We get back to the house, there's no other seats so i sit on Ian's lap and he has his arm around me. We're not even together, we kissed once. I don't know what i'm doing, but i'm doing it.
Fiona: Carl, we're serious. The stakes are really, really high. We love you and we need you in this family, in this house. You need to stop biting and punching and hurting people.
Carl: Well how else do i make them cry?
Lip: Gossip and slander.
Steve: You know, when i get really angry. I usually count to 10.
Lip: Hey, little man. Tell you what we'll do. We're gonna get you some pads and skates and get you out on the ice. You can take your frustration out with a hockey stick.
Ian: Yeah, you can come to Karate with me. Remember when i broke Kyle's leg? Took three pins to put it back together.
Debbie: You can't beat Karate, when it comes to regulated, sanctioned violence for children.

Then a little bit later, me and Ian are cuddling on the couch. Debbie and Carl are downstairs too, then the door knocks. Debbie answers it.
Tire: Hey, i'm here for Lip to pay him for the balance for the SAT test.
Lip: Tire.
Tire: Lip, my man. They invalidated my score.
Lip: I was gonna call you.
Tire: I'm gonna get like a six on this test.
Lip: You'll get at least 200 for spelling your name correctly. Shit, wait, wait, wait. I can fix this, all right?
Tire: I won't be able to play ball in college.
Lip: You'll go straight to the pro's.
Then we all jump up and run upstairs after hearing loud bangs. We run into the room to see Tire dangling Lip out of the window.
Debbie: Lip!
Ian: Shit. Get back inside.
Tire: Back off or i'll throw you out too.
Carl: Let him go.
Ian: Get my brother back in the house or the kid swings the bat.
Tire: Okay, Okay. Keep your shit straight. I'll pull him in.
Fiona: what the hell is going on?
Taylor: Carl's got it covered.
Tire: I was just joking okay. Okay?
Then Carl swings the bat at his knees, he falls to the floor in pain. We all cheer for Carl.