Gallavich Fluff & Smut

Chapter 1 ~ his mickey

Ian lay in bed. Thinking. Letting his mind get the best of him actually.
It was 5 am and he had woken up because of Mickey. Mickey smiling at him, Mickey kissing him, and then Mickey's 'fuck you Gallagher'. For the past two months he's been having the same dream. The dream where he let Mickey go. His Mickey.

He should've left with Mickey. He could be laying in bed with Mickey. Talking to him, watching him smile. But he can't do that anymore.

That's what was getting to him. He can't be with the love of his life anymore because... nothing?

At this point he was angry. He got up and stretched. He looked over at his medicine, deciding he didn't need it. He needed to go for a run. Take his mind off of things. So he changed into some sweats and a sweatshirt and made his way downstairs. The house was quite. No one was awake. He easily snuck out of the house and went on his 2 hour run. Running helped him clear his mind. Sometimes.

When his mind drifted it often landed on Mickey.

For two hours Ian ran and reminisced. When he got back home, sweaty and out of breath the house was extremely active.

Everyone was up. He stood on the porch for a second and closed his eyes. Thinking of when Mickey drove off. He opened his eyes and proceeded to walk into the house and up to his room.

Hi. I know this first part sucked, but I tried. There WILL be more. If you have questions ask away. I only plan on 3-4 chapters so this lil story will pick up soon. Thank you for reading it and Bye. Love ya :).