in love- Ian Gallagher ❤️

Jail.

I wake up to see Ian lay on the other end of the bed throwing and catching a ball. Then Lip on his computer. I sit up and rub my eyes, i get up and put my red thong and bra on and then i get to putting my t-shirt on then Debbie and Fiona walk in.
Fiona: Stop downloading porn.
Lip: Oops! Busted.
I laugh as i pull my jeans, i button them up before putting my hair in a ponytail.
Fiona: I need a sweater.
Lip: Help yourself.
Fiona: What are you guys doing?
Lip: We are looking for homeboy's dad.
Ian: He's looking for homeboy's dad.
Lip: Jesus. There are a lot of Gallaghers. Hey Fiona, do you know any of Frank's brothers names?
Fiona: Shit, i have no idea. Oh, i think one of them's Wendell or something.
Lip: Suppose i could just start calling them all.
Fiona: Why do you care anyway?
Taylor: He just wishes it was him that wasn't Frank's kid.
Lip: Plus you know, if we find Ian's real dad maybe he'll give us some cash. Or maybe we could report his name to the state and collect child support.
Ian: Then i'd actually have to hang out with the dude.
Lip: He might be cool.
Fiona: Hah, Frank's brother?
Lip: Gotta be better than Frank. I mean maybe he has a job, or he's sober, or he likes kids.
Ian: Doubt it.
Fiona: Oh, hey. How about this one, debs?
Debbie: It'll have to do. Now go, come on.
Fiona: Take the bus out to see Grammy. She'll know where the brothers are.

Then me, Ian and Lip are walking down the street.
Lip: Aren't you just a little bit curious to find out who he is?
Ian: No.
Lip: No? He could be any one of these guys.
Ian: Oh yeah, like that one right there.
Taylor: Totally.
Ian: Look, he's gonna be a douche bag no matter who he is.
Lip: He can't be any worse than Frank.
Ian: He's a Gallagher.
Lip: Maybe he'll take you to a game, or kick in some scratch for college, or give you a kidney, hell, a birthday card once a year. That's a win right?
Then the boys sit down at the bus stop and i sit on Ian's lap as he has his arm snaked around my waist.
Ian: Do we know any cool dads?
Lip: Scotty Houston's father. But he's on that sex offenders list for jacking off in Sherman park.
Then we get to the jail, the three of us sit behind the glass where Frank's mother is.
Lip: Hey, Grammy.
Gram: Who the hell are you?
Lip: Grams it's us, Lip and Ian. Franks son's. This is Taylor too. Not related to Frank though.
Gram: Oh my goodness, would you look at you three. I have never seen apple and spice looking so nice, heh.
Ian: Thanks Grammy.
Lip: How's it going in there?
Gram: Well the foods not so great, but the pussy's pretty good. Never thought I'd be the types. Oh, this dump ain't so bad. I can get blow anytime i like.
Lip: Sounds all right.
Gram: Yeah the only thing that sucks, is they got me cleaning toilets. I want to be on the kitchen crew but they won't let me anywhere near the place. One meth-lab explosion, this is what i get.
Lip: Oh, yeah. It's probably the two college students that died in the fire, Grams.
Gram: So, what do youse want?
Lip: We're uh, trying to find Dad's brothers. There's three right?
Gram: Who wants to know?
Lip: Just us.
Ian: One might be my dad.
Gram: How so?
Lip: Monica boned a brother.
Gram: What?
Lip: Monica, she fucked a brother.
Gram: I never liked that woman. So, i give you the names, what are you gonna do for me?
Lip: What do you want?
Gram: Cigarettes. Carton a week.
Lip: What, you can get blow in here? But not cigarettes?
Gram: Go figure.
Lip: Yeah, you got it.
Gram: Clayton, Jerry and my baby, Wyatt. There in the book. But don't bother with Wyatt. He lost his testicles in the Navy.
officer: all right, let's go.
Lip: Thanks, Grams.
Gram: And you tell Jerry that if he doesn't pay me back that 5 grand he stole, I'm gonna send my ex-husband over to gouge his eye out with a grapefruit spoon.
officer: Time is up. Let's go.

We get back home and we're helping out, baking and making decorations for whatever Debbie and Fiona are doing.
Fiona: Where were you three all day?
Lip: We went to see Grammy like you suggested.
Fiona: Oh yeah, hah. How is she?
Ian: Still mean as a snake.
Fiona: Ah. Carl hey, we're decorating. Not eating.
Then Steve walks through the door as Ian goes in the kitchen.
Steve: Hey, Yoo.
Fiona: Thank god.
Steve: What's up?
Fiona: Did you get my messages about Tony? I've been trying you for hours.
Steve: Oh, work was crazy.
Fiona: I'm worried.
Steve: Oh, he's not going to do anything to me.
Fiona: Well, i think he suspects something.
Then i can't hear them anymore because they go into the kitchen to talk.
Ian: Get up.
Taylor: Why do i have to get up? There's a seat right there.
Ian: Because that's my chair, you sit on the seat or me your choice.
I stand up and flip him off, he sits down and then i sit on his lap.

The next day, me, Ian and Lip are driving to one of Frank's brother's houses.
Ian: Steve give you the car?
Lip: No i bought it, i just had $74,920 lying around.
Taylor: Ah, money well spent.
Then we get out the car, it's honestly freezing. Lip calls Karen to apologise for whatever happened yesterday. Apparently she's like emo now, something happened with her dad.
Taylor: Ian, it's freezing.
Ian: Your only saying that because you want he to hold you.
Taylor: Please.
He smirks and then wraps his arms around me.
Then Lip flips his phone back down and puts it in his pocket.
Ian: Karen?
Lip: Yeah.
Ian: So why is it we've never met any of Frank's brothers?
Lip: Family reunions are for families.
We get to the door of the house after walking up ton's of stairs. Lip bangs on the door.
Lip: And will the guy behind door number one, be Ian Gallaghers ticket out?
A man who looked exactly identical to Frank opens the door.
Lip: Holy shit.
Ian: Oh my god.
Taylor: What the fuck.
Jerry: What do you want?
Lip: Uh hi, i'm sorry. My name is Phillip, this is my brother Ian.
Jerry: Yeah, so?
Lip: Well, we're Frank Gallaghers sons. We were wondering if we could talk to you for a-
Jerry: You son of a bitch.
Then he slams the door in our faces with an angry expression.
Taylor: Off to a great start.
Lip: I didn't know dad had a twin. Did you?
Ian: No.
Then Lip goes to bang on the door again and Ian stops him.
Ian: Hey, what are you doing?
Lip: What, we should at least talk to him.
Ian: He slammed the door in our faces.
Lip: We probably scared him.
Ian: I don't want that dick being my father, all right?
Lip: We're here, we should find out more about him.
Then Lip bangs on the door once again, then an angry Jerry shouts.
Jerry: I have a shotgun, and i'm not afraid to use it.
Ian: Happy?
Lip: Yeah.
Ian: Okay, come on Tay.
Ian takes my hand and then we get back in the car. We drive to the rich side of town, we go into this big house and see a man who looks like Ian and his wife. He then walks back in with a book.
Clayton: Ah, i knew i had it here somewhere. This is your father and me when we were alter boys.
Ian: Dad was an alter boy?
Clayton: Yeah, he sure was.
Lip: Wow. Frank around the communion wine, that must've been a challenge, huh?
Clayton: Haha, father Frank as we used to call him. He was a devout. He was uh, first in his class at Catechism.
Taylor: Frank?
Lucy: So, what brings you boys around?
Lip: Uh, well we're working on a family- tree project at school, Lucy. Aunt Lucy.
Clayton: Wow, well good for you. Did your dad tell you where i lived?
Lip: No, No. We looked it up.
Clayton: Yeah, i don't suppose he would have. We, um, had a falling-out a long time ago.
Lucy: Any body need some more pop?
Clayton: It was my fault. I should've done something about it. I just never did.
Lucy: Clayton, i need your help in the kitchen. With the pop.
Clayton: Okay, more pop. Coming right up.
Then we hear Lucy and Clayton arguing very clearly in the kitchen. I can tell Ian is uncomfortable.
Ian: Let's go.
Lip: What? They're great.
Ian: I can't do this.
Lip: What?
Ian: This. Ruin their Lives.
Lip: That guys totally your dad.
Ian: We don't know that for a fact.
Taylor: We can easily find out.
Ian: I don't wanna know.
Lip: You look exactly like him.
Ian: So what am i supposed to do? Pack my bags and move in here?
Lip: Have you checked this place out?
Ian: Fuck.
Then Ian starts walking towards the front door.
Lip: Ian.
Then we chase him outside, he walks towards the car.
Lip: Ian. Ian come on we should at least go in.
Ian: This is about you, All right? Not me. Look, we all have our problems with Frank, but he's still my father. And Fiona's my sister and your my brother. Debbie, Carl, Liam, and Taylor even Taylor. We're a family.
Lip: Yeah, but Ian you could have a sweet life here.
Ian: I'm happy with who we are. Even if your not.
Then we wave to Clayton and get back in the car.
Then we get a call from Steve, we need to cover for him. We get put in handcuffs for the possession of a stolen car which is Steve. Tony gets out the cop car walking out.
Tony: Well, Steve, possession of a stolen car is a fel-
Then he sees it's us three, he probably doesn't know who i am. Then we go to jail....