in love- Ian Gallagher ❤️

Shooting.

Me and Ian are at our Kash and Grab shift when Lip walks in. Fuck sake. He walks over to the fridge and gets a beer, i'm sat on Ian's lap behind the counter. He walks over and places it on the counter.
Lip: Grammy's back. Just showed up, in an ambulance. You know she uh, she didn't even call. How fucked up is that, huh?
Then Ian just ignores him and types in the cash register.
Lip: That's it? Nothing? Your just gonna give me the chin?
Then Lip gets out of anger and bangs on the counter, i jump back a bit. He walks over and starts smashing fruit on the floor.
Lip: How about now? Nothing? Really, still nothing? No?!
Ian makes fists with his hands as i feel his body tense. Lip barges out the store. I turn to face Ian on his lap. I play with his hair.
Taylor: Just ignore him Ian.
Ian: He's such a dick.
Taylor: I'll get this cleaned up. You calm down.
Ian: No, let me do. It's my fault.
Taylor: No, it's not.
I push him to sit back down, i walk over and start cleaning up the floor with Ian watching me.

Later on, me, V and Fiona are in the kitchen eating kitchen and talking about jimmy-Steve.
V: Married?
Fiona: Yeah, to some teenager from Brazil.
V: She cute?
Fiona: Very.
Debbie then walks down the stairs, hearing the last bit of our conversation .
Debbie: Who's cute?
Fiona: Chicken in the bucket.
V: Steve's back, married to some South American teenager.
Debbie: Really?
Taylor: So, what did Adam do?
Fiona: Took off, left me there.
V: Can't blame him.
Fiona: How's Ethel doing?
V: She's in shock, i think. Poor thing. Husband murdered in prison.
Then Carl and Ian walk downstairs and grab some chicken. I'm sat on the counter next to V.
Ian: Mm. Who got murdered?
Debbie: Ethel's husband. Clyde.
Carl: Cool.
Then Ian walks over to me and stands in between my dangling legs. He puts his hands on my waist and kisses me. Then pulls away and stays stood there. I put my head on his chest.
V: Kev thinks the state might send her back now that her sclerotic husband is dead.
Ian: Grammy still here?
Debbie: Left with Frank.
V: Somewhere in Chicago, a priest is being mugged.
Then Lip walks through the back door, better not happen again.
Fiona: Lip, there chicken.
He grabs a piece of chicken and holds his middle finger up to Ian until he gets in the living room.
Fiona: Still?
Then Ian walks away to go upstairs, i just sigh.
V: What's that all about?
Taylor: Karen.
Debbie: Will this summer ever end?
Then i go upstairs to see Ian lay in bed, i go sit on top of him.
Taylor: Come on, it's summer. We've also got to go to that thing at Karen's house. Come on, get ready.
Ian: Fine, but i'm only doing this for you.
I giggle and then kiss him, i get up and get changed into a nice green dress. I leave my hair down, i do my makeup and then Ian is ready.

We are now at Karen Jackson's house for the wedding i think. Then Lip walks through the door.
Fiona: What, you don't get enough abuse just being Frank's son?
Lip: What? I just wanted to congratulate the happy couple.
Fiona: Jesus, you smell like a brewery.
Lip: Hair of the dog.
Fiona: Go home, Lip please.
Lip: Woah, Jameson, that's not gonna last long.
Then i walk over to Fiona, who is stood with Steve and must be this new Brazilian teenager.
Fiona: What are you doing here?
Steve: I brought a Cuisinart.
Then she starts speaking in Portuguese, i shake my head not knowing what she's saying. Then she hugs me and Fiona.
Fiona: Yeah, of course. Yeah, hi.
Steve: Hey, listen about the bathroom-
Fiona: nothing happened in the bathroom.
Steve: Well whatever didn't happen in the bathroom, i'm sorry.
Fiona: What didn't happen in the bathroom, Steve. Didn't happen.
Then there's glass tinkling, Shelia is making a toast. She's stood on the stairs, god i feel bad for her. I walk over to Ian as he hugs me from behind.
Shelia: Quiet, please.
Jody: Quiet everyone!
Shelia: I'm sorry that I didn't make it all the way down the stairs today but baby steps.
Jody: That's right, mom!
Shelia: Oh, my Karen, my baby, all grown up. I so wish your father could have been here today to see this. I wish he could have seen you, our sweet girl, all grown up. I know he would be so proud of his grand baby, no matter who the father was. Except Frank.
I let out a laugh when she gets to the last sentence, i turn around and bury my face in Ian's chest to laugh. I get it all out and then turn back around.
Shelia: Hah, he hated Frank. But it couldn't be Frank, because there was no actual penetration.
Eddie didn't like being penetrated. He had a funny bump on the side of his penis that we thought was cancer but it turns out i was just being too rough on him, so there's been some obstacles and some pitfalls but she's made some wonderful, wonderful friends along the way. Like Lip and the Gallaghers and Taylor.
I raise my glass when she says my name and looks at me. I like Shelia, not Karen.
Shelia: People I just used to only know as the ones in that house where the cops always came.
Grammy: Jesus, is that bitch ever gonna shut up?
Shelia: And Frank's mother. We're just so honoured that you're here, even though you weren't invited. And not really honoured, because your a convicted felon. But your out now, aren't you? Why did they let you out? Because your a loud, mean, vicious bitch.
Then I just laugh again and look at Kev and V who are laughing.
Karen: Okay mom, let's open presents.
Grammy: Why don't you do yourself and everyone a favour and shut up?
Shelia: Have i offended you? In my home, where you're an interloper?
Grammy: No one wants to hear it, you fucking windbag.
Karen: Okay mom, let's go upstairs.
Shelia: She called me a Wacker Driver whore.
Fiona: Frank.
Frank: Let them work it out.
Shelia: And i don't know how an angel like that man could've come out of your poisoned womb!!
Grammy: Shut up you batty bitch!
Shelia: You know what? You've got a demon mind and a devil's womb and heart. And your coochie smells of brimstone and sulfur!
Grammy: I will fuck you up!
Grammy then pulls a gun out of her cardigan, i grab Ian's hand.
Kevin: No!
Shelia: Do it! Do it!
Steve moves the gun whilst she shoots it and it hits the ceiling. Ian has me behind his back now. Grammy falls back onto the chair, i come from behind Ian's back.
Taylor: Is everyone okay?
Ian: Yeah, come on. Lets go home.
We all walk home and then me and Ian get undressed and get in bed.