in love- Ian Gallagher ❤️

Robbing.

In the morning i'm woken up to Mandy walking in the room.
Lip: What time is it?
Mandy: Sex-O-clock.
Ian: We're sleeping.
Lip: I gotta help Carl set up for day-care.
Mandy: I thought that was Debbie's job?
Lip: She's going to the pool today. So I promised i'd supervise.
Ian: Still sleeping.
Mandy: What are your plans for the day?
Lip: Me and Kev are taking the ice cream truck to Indiana for a fireworks run.
Mandy: Can we come?
Lip: No, we won't all fit on the way back. Our stash will probably take up half the truck, so...
Mandy: Can you do it tomorrow? I want us to take Molly to the beach before the weekend meatheads descend.
Ian: Jesus. Other people exist maybe?
Then Ian gets out of bed and walks out the room. I sit up on the bed and rub my eyes.
Lip: No, we gotta get down there before the Roman candles sell out. Hey, did you find any, uh, Molly relatives?
Mandy: Tracked down the second cousin in the Navy on Facebook.
Lip: Did you post on his wall?
Mandy: Status says he's on sea duty. I'll do it when he gets back.

Then Mandy and Lip walk out. I throw my head back on the bed. Then Ian walks back in the room.
Ian: Get your ass up. Take your meds.
Then i sit up and groan. I put my hands on my head and then i open my mouth. Ian puts the meds in my mouth and then gives me some water. I swallow them and then walk into the bathroom and brush my teeth and then i head Fiona downstairs.
Fiona: Lip! Ian! Come down here a sec?
Then me, Mandy, Lip and Ian walk down stairs.
Fiona: Okay, Listen up Gallaghers and Milkovich's. They're digging up the sewer main in a few days and shutting the water off. So we need to do laundry and dishes beforehand.
Jimmy: What about toilets?
Fiona: I guess we just won't flush that day.
Lip: Well, we could fill up buckets.
Debbie: Gross.
Then Mandy sits down and puts a piece of toast in front of Lip and he takes a bite.
Fiona: He crippled or something? Just so helpful. Must be nice having a spouse.
Taylor: Wait there digging up the lawn?
Fiona: Yeah.
Taylor: What about aunt ginger?
Then everyone stops in their tracks and looks at each other. Then there's a knock on the door.
Debbie: Incoming.
Fiona: Okay, i'll be back for dinner. Buck up, kiddo.
Jimmy: No biggie, just my universe falling apart.

Then Jimmy, Ian and Carl are sat at the table whilst i'm sat at one of the higher chairs. I spin around on it and notice Jimmy staring at my pussy.
Taylor: Not trying to look at my pussy, are you?
Jimmy: I'm not. I'm not thinking about your pussy. On my dads cock. I'm not.
Taylor: Good. Then don't.
Jimmy: Yep. Not.
Carl: Taylors pussy was on your dads dick?
Jimmy: It's a figure of speech. It's like saying, "none of your business. Your pussy's on my dads cock, man."
I laugh and then follow Ian upstairs. Gosh damn. Now i'm thinking about it. I laugh to myself. I walk into the room and get dressed for mine and Ian's shift. I put my mini skirt on and crop top because it's quite hot outside. I do my makeup and put my hair in a ponytail.
Ian: You look sexy.
Taylor: mm. Do i?
Then i kiss Ian and then i check the time and we leave.

We get to our shift and I bend over re-stocking the shelves.
Ned: Don't know what it is, Blonde. But, uh, I feel less alone in the world, knowing I can drive across town and find you here bent over cans of chicken stock.
Then I stand up and turn around to face him, i let out a big breath.
Ned: Look, I'm sorry. Truly. I just- Can you forgive a man who's falling apart a little?
Taylor: Yeah.
Ned: Can i kiss you?
Taylor: No.
Ned: So listen, I need someone to rob my house.
I'm hoping you could help.
Taylor: You want me to rob your house?
Ned: Candace changed the locks on the house. My goddam house. She won't let me back in. So i need someone to steal my stuff. If I do it, the neighbours might recognise me. You go in during daylight hours and you look like movers. You'll be fine, look she stays up till 3 a.m. drinking Stoli Vanilla and watchinf Bowflex ads. She'll be unconscious until well past noon. All right, this could be lucrative for you. You can take anything you want. It's all insured. All I want are my two Armani suits, my Lycian Freud and my bottle of 1990 Chateau Latour Pauillac. What do you say? Will you do it?
Taylor: Fine, whatever.
Then my shift ends and I go back home and get in the shower.

I walk out in my pj's, brushing my wet hair. I put my deodorant on and then sit on Ian's lap and put my arms around his neck. Mandy is sat next to us on his bed.
Carl: Wait so there's butt hole involved?
Mandy: Sometimes. Not always.
Then Lip walks in the room and Mandy smiles at him.
Mandy: Hey, Ian, Tay and I are gonna get high and watch Family Guy. Wanna come?
Lip: Uh, i've been driving all day. I'm exhausted.
Fiona: Doing a night load. Any takers?
Then Carl throws some clothes in and so does Ian. I throw my underwear and the clothes i wore and sweated in today in. Lip and Mandy doesn't  put anything in.
Fiona: Lip? Nothing?
Mandy: Did ours this afternoon.
Fiona: Maybe next time you wanna throw in Debbie or Carl or Liam's with yours.
Mandy: Sure. No problem. Hey, If you change your mind. Come down, okay?
Then Mandy kisses his cheek and walks downstairs with me and Ian.

The next day, Me, Mickey and Ian are doing random shit. Ian is doing ROTC shit and i'm sat next to Mickey whilst he's firing a gun.
Taylor: Ian, remember that guy you beat the shit out of at the club? He wants me to sneak into his mansion, take all his crap.
Ian: Really? Hilarious.
Taylor: He can't get ur himself. Divorce. Says I can take whatever I want. He's loaded. You want in?
Ian: Yeah, sure.
Mickey: Can I come? Bring our cousins?
Taylor: Yeah.

Later on, we're all in the kitchen. Then Ian walks in, in his ROTC uniform.
Taylor: Mmm. A man in a uniform.
He smiles and looks down at me, i go on my top toes and kiss him.
Lip: Wowie. Desert Storm night at the Cheesecake Factory?'
Ian: Why are you acting like a dick to Mandy?
Lip: I think that qualifies as none of your fucking business.
Ian: She called me from her aunt's house. Said you told her to go home.
Debbie: Is Molly leaving too?
Lip: What? No, Debs. Look, she is always on me about, you know, our plans for the night. When we're seeing her friends band, what we are doing next week.
Ian: So, she likes hanging out with you. Not a crime.
Debbie: I like Molly.
Lip: She's not my wife.
Ian: Oh. She's a good person who does nice things for you.
Lip: What are you, her fucking lawyer?
Ian: No, i'm her best friend. Your acting like a douche bag. You want out, end it. You don't, stop treating her like garbage. Just because Karen wiped her ass with you doesn't give you the right to shit on Mandy.
Then Ian walks away, I sigh and run my hands through my hair. Then Fiona walks through the back door.
Fiona: Bad news. We all gotta dig tonight. City's coming and Frank can't find Aunt Ginger.
Carl: So?
Fiona: So, someone's going to jail if we don't find her.
Lip: Frank.
Fiona: There's a body. We know about it. We're accomplices.
Lip: Again, saddles with a mess we didn't create.
Fiona: Sooner we get out there and dig, the sooner this is all over.
Then at night, we dig and dig. Still nothing, Fiona and Jimmy have a fight. Mandy and Lip make up.

The next day, me, Ian, Mickey, Iggy and some cousins go to rob Ned's house. I sit in the front seat and Mickey opens the side door and gets guns out the bags.
Taylor: Hey. No, guys, guys. No fucking guns, all right? It's just a drunk old lady in there.
Mickey: Come on.
Then they put the guns back in the bag. Then the three run in. They move a few things in the back of the van then go in for more. I hear gun shots and see them running out. Then Mickey gets shot in the ass. They close the back of the van and all jump in.
Taylor: You got shot, Mickey.
Mickey: Yes, i fucking know i got shot.

Then we get back to the Gallagher house. We're all trying to help and Ned walks in.
Mickey: Are you kidding me?
Ian: Stay there.
Ned: Jesus.
Mickey: Just one fucking old lady? Ow!
Ned: Well, if it isn't the toughest badass beater this side of the Chicago river.
Mickey: Fuck off.
Then Fiona walks through the back door whilst Mickey is lay on the table and we're getting the bullet out his ass.
Fiona: Taylor, Ian. What the fuck?
Taylor: I can explain this.
Fiona: Who the hell are you?
Then we all turn our heads to see a well dressed women with glasses and a clipboard.
Britney: Im Britney Sturges from Child Protective Services.
Carl: She just walked in.
Then Debbie runs through the back door in her swimming costume.
Debbie: Guess what, i almost drowned a slut. She was kicking and scratching but I held my breath and hug on until she passed out. Oh my god. Guess what? You do not F with Debbie Gallagher. Don't F with me.
Fiona: Debs.
Then Debbie looks around confused on why we're all looking at her.