Cigarettes; Lip Gallagher

"Kinda?"

"So who was that at the store?" I question as he helped me onto his bed.

"My brother, Ian, he'll probably be here later." I nod, feeling awkward.

"So, tell me about you. Who is Lauren Waldron?" I laughed and he smiled as soon as the noise left my mouth.

"Well I have an older brother, Asher, but he is living in New York. My mom died four years ago. My dad became abusive so now he just works so he would stop himself from yelling. Karen's been my best friend since we were like toddlers. She would hate if I here Lip." I groan.

"Lauren don't worry, she doesn't have to know," he said kissing my lips.

"Lip! Dinner!" Fiona yelled from downstairs.

We walk down the stairs and Lip sits in a LazyBoy and I sit on the arm of the chair. He pulls me in closer.

Who I remember as Ian and Steve walk into the house joining us.

"Burgers coming through !" Ian says holding bags in his hand.

"Lip napkins?" Fiona says. He nods and I get up to help him before he stops me.

"No no no, sit, I got it," I nod finding my place back on the chair.

"Thank you," we all say grabbing them from his hand.

We were all sitting quiet watching whatever show was on the small tv opposite of the room until a girl barged through the door.

"Make some room. Ah ah ah after you finish your shake and fries." A girl says to Carl as she sits on the couch.

"Whose this?" She says making eye contact with me. I smile and awkwardly stay quiet as Lip begins to speak for me.

"This is Lauren." Lip smiles at me. I smile back only making him smile bigger.

"Hey Lauren, cute top, what size are you?" She says looking down at my black shirt I had found in the clearance section.

"Shh shut up," Fiona hushes as the show had come back on, I cuddle into Lips shoulder and quietly close my eyes as the become heavier and heavier.

As I'm just about to drift off to sleep, the front door slams open and an older man with blood all over this front walks in.

"Woah, you okay Frank?" Steve says.

Ian gets up and starts walking towards him. "Hey, is that my shirt?"

"Yea," he says quietly, slowly making his way closer to Ian.

"I-I was just asking." Ian quietly backs away.

The older guy smashes his head into Ian's nose. I turned my head away seeing as blood gets to me and he continued to yell, " The guy at the bar said to pass it on!"

"What the fuck is wrong with you, Frank!" Steve yelled.

"Jesus christ, dad," Fiona said pure worry in her voice.

Steve and Frank continued to argue about him being a drunk

"Don't do this to your kids Frank," Steve continues.

Debbie had gotten up and reached for a frying pan before Lip got up to hold her away from their arguement.

"Aw, what're you a tough guy, you think you're a fucking tough guy,but you look like a premenstrual Filipino!" He yelled

"Steve get out, get out. Hey! Just go ok? Please," they continued to argued until Steve was out the door.

Lip followed Ian upstairs to their bedroom and the girl whose name I found to be Veronica told me to stay down here, let them talk.