warning: sexual content, barely tho
THE NEXT MORNING WHEN I GOT UP, Carl was already up. I climbed down the ladder slowly, realizing I had to pee so bad. I had to wait for Lip to get out first, and he purposely took long to tease me. That's why I hate him (just kidding of course).
Anyways, when I was peeing, I realized I didn't have a toothbrush or a hairbrush. I went downstairs in my pajamas to ask Carl if I could use his.
"The princess is finally done peeing!" Lip joked once I got downstairs. Ian laughed and glanced at me.
"Haha, very funny, dickwad." I said and flipped him off. "Hey Carl, can I borrow your hairbrush, I don't have mine." I asked and turned my attention towards Carl. I heard a whisper saying, "did she just call you a dickwad?" in the background which made me smirk.
"Oh would you look at that, I'm late." Carl said, checking his non-existent watch before getting up and exiting the kitchen. Lip looked at me, then at Ian.
"Late for what, buddy?" Lip asked casually.
"Business." Carl said before walking out.
"That was weird." Ian said while taking his plate to the sink.
"Thanks." I said before grabbing one of Lips waffles and kissing his cheek. I ran upstairs before he could say anything about the waffle, and changed into my clothes.
I guess I could just put my hair up. I stood in front of the bathroom mirror, trying to look presentable. I sighed and walked into Carl's room. I'll just borrow his shirt or something.
I grabbed a plain white shirt with a random design on it and took my shirt off. I put his shirt on and shoved my shirt in a random plastic bag. I grabbed my phone and ran down the stairs.
"Hey, where are you going?" Lip asked while lighting another cigarette.
"To my house to drop off my shit and check on my dad. Why?" I said while slipping on my shoe.
Lip shook his head and blew out the smoke. "I don't get why you still look out for him." he said and offered me the cig.
I didn't take it and sighed. "He's still my dad, Lip." I said while managing to put my other shoe on.
"Yeah and he's still a fucking asshole!" he exclaimed.
"Fuck you, Lip." I said and got up, walking out the door.
"Hold on, let me walk you." he said and chased after me.
"It's fine Lip. Don't you have other things you need to do?" I asked, trying to avoid him.
"I'm sorry." he said and wrapped his arm around me.
"Whatever." I said and playfully rolled my eyes. "Where are ya headed, anyways?" I asked him.
"Karen's." he said and didn't say anything else. He probably knew I didn't exactly like her.
"Oh okay." I said, "here's my stop." I stopped and unwrapped myself from him.
"See you later?" he asked and pulled out his box of cigarettes.
"Probably." I smiled, and he returned it. Lip turned around and continued walking, and I could see the smoke he was releasing.
I turned around and waited for the bus. I tried to keep myself busy, since I never really knew when it was coming. I looked around, trying to think of something.
That's when my eye caught something. Carl was on the corner, walking around with a backpack on his shoulder. He kept looking around, like he was looking for something.
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Fanfictioncarl and lucy live in two different worlds, but when worlds collide, who knows what could happen? [seasons 4-7] copyright © devilishstiles warning: this is cringy and in first person!