"Have fun." Lip says and kisses my cheek before leaving me alone on the front steps of the Gallagher house. People would think we're dating by the way we act towards each-other, if we didn't explicitly tell people we weren't. I flip him off as he walks away laughing. As much as I wanted to light another blunt I knew Fiona wouldn't like me smoking so casually even though she knows I do. I swipe my hair behind my ears and ruffle it slightly. I turn the knob and walk inside. I don't see anyone yet so I walk to the kitchen. I grab a beer and begin sipping on it.
"Ava?" I hear Carl's voice say in shock behind me. I swivel around as Carl sets his abnormally heavy backpack on the table.
"Hi." I mutter before taking another swig of my beer.
He advances toward me, "I didn't think you would be around without Lip." He says and looks down.
"Me either." I say and lean against the fridge. He motions for me to give him a drink. I hand it over and he does so. I swipe it back and take a drink as well.
"Ava. I'm so sorry. God, I'm so sorry." He says and intertwines his hands together. "I was just so angry he did that, in front of me. It's just... Ava I want to protect you and make you feel safe and that's all I was trying to do." He says.
I lowly laugh, "seriously Carl. You weren't just trying to protect me. You were doing stupid shit and beating the fuck out of him for something that wasn't that big of a deal!" I shout at him.
"Not that big of a deal?! You've got to be kidding me Ava. He had his fucking hands all of you. I can't stand that prick." He growls.
"I don't give a shit if you couldn't stand him! I liked him and I wanted a chance and you blew that for me." I tell him.
He sigh and palms his forehead, "I know. I'm..im sorry. I miss you." He says getting closer to me.
"Your supposed to be my bestfriend. Forever. Not act like a dick." I say and push him back a little. "What if I did that shit to your fucking toy Holly?" I growl lowly, sinking down to his usually rude level.
He grabs my shoulders pressing them roughly against the fridge and looking into my eyes with fire, "I don't give a fuck about her. I give a fuck about you." He says.
I gulp and nod as he leans in slowly breathing on my neck, making me melt on the inside. Carl and I always had this type of attraction to each-other. He slowly leans back and looks at me. I catch my breath.
He grabs my hand, "I missed you." He says.
"I missed you to." I reply. He pulls me into a hug and kisses the top of my head. I sink into the hug, then pull back. "Let's watch a movie, yeah?" He ask and leads me into living room. We lay down on the couch and he grabs a blanket. I sit in between his legs and lean back into his chest. He wraps his arms around my small frame as we watch the flash.
"You make me feel happy." He whispers into my ear. Chills spread through my body. "I can make you feel happy too, if you let me." He flirts and grabs one of the belt loops of my skinny jeans and tugs slightly.
I bite my lip hard not wanting a sound to escape my lips, "fuck off Gallagher." I manage to squeak out." He chuckles quietly and squeezes my frame. Carl and I had always flirted back and forth but that's just a friend thing we do.
Hours go by and Carl and I have remained on the couch binge watching the flash. The door swings open and Ian and Mickey walk in.
"Hey pretty girl." Ian says and ruffles my hair.
"Hey asswipe." Mickey says and kisses my cheek. I wipe it off with a grin.
"Hey kids. What? Just a buttfuck and done date?" I tease. They both flip me off and grab beers.
"I see you and Carl are back together." Ian raises his eyebrows at me.
"Friends." I roll my eyes at him. Carl shifts underneath me. I ignore him.
"Whatever. We'll be upstairs. If you need something don't." Mickey says before laying a sloppy kiss on Ian's lips and leading him upstairs.
The door opens again and I see Frank drunkenly trailing in. I get up from Carl's lap.
"Frank where the fuck is Liam?" I ask him as I look around in panic.
"Don't get your panties in a bunch. I dropped him off at Fiona's shitty diner." He says and shrugs.
"That's not okay for one and get the hell out." I tell him.
"Your not one of my kids are you?" He ponders.
"No Frank I'm not. Now seriously leave." I tell him.
He looks over as Carl who's now standing up behind me, "You got yourself a real feisty one son. I'm proud of you. Have you ya know... got a piece of that cake?" He hints. Carl's fists ball up as anger floods his eyes. Carl walks up to Frank.
"Mickey! Ian!" I scream up the stairs as Carl plunges his fists at Franks face. He lands some solid punches before Ian and Mickey run downstairs and separate them. Fiona and Liam walk in in the midst of it.
"What the fuck is going on here!" She screams at us.
"It's fucking Frank!" Ian yells as he holds Carl back. Fiona grab the baseball bat and points it as Franks leg before hitting him harder than any other time. Mickey literally throws him out the front down and down to the sidewalk. Carl and I stand in the doorway. Lip walks over frank who's now passed out and into the house. Carl slams the door shut and stomps upstairs.
Fiona comes up to me, "What the hell happened?" She asks and Lip slings his arm around me.
"Frank we behind, well, frank and he basically was implying how he thought I was a 'hot piece of cake' and then proceeded to ask Carl if he 'got a slice' yet." I say embarrassed out of my mind. Fiona rubs my shoulder before walking into the kitchen for a beer.
"Wow I missed a lot? I assume you and Carl are okay." Lip asks.
I smile, "yeah I think we are. Do you mind if I spend the night with Carl?" I ask.
"No," He says dragging out the 'o' in 'no' with disappointment, "I'll miss sleeping with you." He complains.
"It's one night babe." I say and caress his face, "besides you smell like sex get out of my face." I scrunch my face up as he laughs and goes upstairs to shower.
I walk upstairs and knock on Lip, Ian, and Carl's room door. Ian and Mickey went out again and Lip was in the shower. "What." Carl's muffled voice asks.
I open the door and see Carl laying down on his bed staring at the ceiling. "Hey." I say and sit in the bed next to him.
"Hey." He responds. "I'm sorry." He says.
"It's okay Carl." I whisper and lay down next to him. He wraps his arms around my body and pulls the blanket around us.
"You mean a lot to me." He whispers into my ear.
I smile and kiss his cheek, "Cheesy Gallagher."
