I text my best friend, asking him to come over because I'm bored and alone. Once his reply pops up saying he'll be there soon, I swap apps, from messages to iTunes. Sometimes I like to just blast music and dance like no one is watching, but once Carl walks into the room, I do have an audience. When the song finishes, he claps and I blush slightly.
"Hey Princess, what did you have planned for today?" I smile at the nickname, but it was just that. He meant nothing more than it being a simple name, but nevertheless I was happy in that short moment.
"Nothing" I reply after snapping out my trance, "that's why you're here" I say shrugging and he smirks.
"I know what we could do to pass the time" he voices as he walks towards me. His eyes darken at the thought that was obviously running through both of our minds. To ease the sudden tension, I laugh.
"Yeah" I say, failing to be seductive. Trying desperately to seem serious I look him in the eye and scream "AHS MARATHON!"
He honestly looks surprised (it took so much to not write 'shook') for a second and smiles his infectious smile. I grab his hand and pull him upstairs into my room and tell him to set up Netflix.
We sat on my bed watching and I turn to look at him while he's absorbed in the action on the screen. Being with him is easy, like breathing. Sure, the feelings we both obviously still have for each other are being badly pushed aside, but breathing has its difficulties when you're pushed under water. Due to the lack of oxygen. (I was going for a metaphor here but idk if it worked whoops)
He clears his throat and I focus back onto the present to realise he caught me staring. His eyebrows shoot up in a questioning manner "checking me out babe?" he asks jokingly and I have to suppress the want to say 'Yes babe, because you're looking like a damn snack right now.'
I succeed in the reply and simply say "Get your head out of your ass, Gallagher" as I shove his shoulder. He feigns hurt while he holds his arm tenderly. I stick my tongue out and turn back towards the screen and away from Carl's amused facial expression.
Once we finish that season, which wasn't to my personal liking, we sit and chat about our week because it feels like years since we last saw each other. In reality, it was about 5 days, we see each other in school but his girlfriend tends to steal his attention whenever possible. At first, I was a mixture of jealousy and upset, but I see now that she does make him smile and he's happy with her, I'm happy for him.
As he explains something that she did the other day, I sit with a ghost of a smile on my face. Deep down I'm still hurting from our past as lovers but I'm looking forward to our future as friends. Once it's my turn to talk, my mind goes blank. My life has nothing. Not in a sad, depressing way, but a routine way. I wake up, go to school, chores, Netflix and then bed. Then repeat. After considering this, I just shrug at him, lost for words at my simple discovery.
He pulls his brows together and goes with it. After a short, but comfortable silence I grab his hand and my phone. "We're going out" I announce. I don't know where it came from but the decision was made. As we walk down the street our hands are still entwined. I enjoy a feeling of warmth that spreads through me when he squeezes my hand. "Before you ask anything, no, I don't know where we're going" I say, cutting him off.
He eyes brightened at an idea that pops into his head; "Lip's home from college." As soon as it registers in my mind, I'm pulling him to the Gallagher household. I loved Lip like the older brother I never had, same with Ian when he's around. My relationships with all of the Gallaghers were positive, even with Frank, much to everyone's surprise.
Now, it had been a whole 5 days since I saw Carl, but I hadn't seen Lip in months and I was hyped to see his face. When Carl sees my face light up at the mention of Lip and my reaction overall his face falters a bit. I giggle and nudge him "don't worry, you're still my favourite Gallagher" leaving him with a kiss on his cheek I run into the gray house.
After a short moment, he follows me into the house and...
(sorry about the shitty ending but hopefully it'll encourage you to read on 😊)
chapter question: what's up with Carl? what do you think?
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oxygen - carl gallagher story {𝓭𝓲𝓼𝓬𝓸𝓷𝓽𝓲𝓷𝓾𝓮𝓭}
Fanfiction|| A tear rolls down my face "but you said you didn't want me" "I lied" he said with a look of desperation and fear "I want you like oxygen, infinitely" || She wants a boy that doesn't want her, until she becomes the subject of want from others ?
