"Why the hell is it so fucking hot out?! Did Satan really have to crawl out of hell on the first day of summer vacation?!" I practically yell at no one in particular.
"Of course, y/n," Carl sarcastically replies "it's Satans way of saying 'I love you, Chicago', and plus, it's fucking Chicago, you should be used to it by now." He says rolling his eyes.
"Fuck you too Gallagher." I say while sticking my tongue out at him.
Carl and I have been best friends since we met in seventh grade. He's always flirting with me and I'm always teasing him in return.
Debbie walks down stairs and sees us laying on the couch with a fan pointed at us and beers in our hands.
"Have you guys fucked yet?" Debbie asks us. Ever since last year she has always thought we would end up together, or at least be fuck buddies.
"No Debbie." I sigh.
"It's okay y/n. We all know you want to." Carl says, smirking at me. Damn, if looks could impregnate you, amIrightladies?
"Oh, are you so sure about that Gallagher?" I ask while climbing on top of him, straddling his hips.
"Yeah, I'm pretty positive." I answers, placing his hands on my hips.
I lean into him and I see Debbie sneak out of the room giving me a thumbs up and winking at me. I look back at Carl and stare into his beautiful blue eyes. I could gaze into them for days on end.
I was about to get up, continuing our gag, when Carl pulls me back and holds my hips with an iron grip.
"Not this time, Baby girl. Imma get what I want this time." He says while slamming his lips onto mine and before I know it, I'm kissing back with just as much force.
As the kiss deepens, which I don't even know is possible, he stands up and puts his hands on my ass to hold me.
Carl carries me upstairs to his bedroom. 'Good thing his brothers aren't home' I think to myself as he lays me on his bed.
"I have been waiting to do this to you for so long, Baby." Carl moans into my mouth between breaths.
"So have I." I reply.
Then, he moves to my neck, leaving hickeys all the way down to my collarbone.
He gives me a glance, asking if it's alright and I give him a little nod and he pulls off my shirt.
"If I take it off, you have to take it off too" I tell him while I take his shirt off.
"That's fine with me. " he smirks. He looks me up and down and decides to go back to giving me love bites down my body.
He stops and my pant line and gives me another glance, asking for permission. This time, I don't even nod, I just start undoing my pants for him.
An: imma stop here and let you figure out the rest😉
