Unwanted Love (book 2) [Ian Gallagher Fanfiction]

Chapter Six

7.am the alarm rings and I turn sideaways trying to ignore that annoying sound.
As it keeps sounding I recognize it's a different sound and after a few of seconds I realize it was my phone's ringer.
"Hello??" I say sleepy.
It was the director of the prison.
"Miss Eleanor, sorry to bother you. There was a brawl this morning so we have to cancel today's meetings."
My heart starts running as he mentions the brawl and I close my eyes asking: "Who was involved in the fight?"
I hang up as soon as he makes Ian's name and the name of the boy I talked yesterday and who wanted to sleep with me. He had probably spoken vulgarly about me and made sexual allusion and Ian must have got pissed.
I quickly dress myself with the first dress I pick in the closet and wash my face, then leave home.
"He is in infirmary." The director points a room at the end of the hallway as I ask where is Ian.
I start to have negative thoughts as I realize I may have lost him as soon as I finally find him.
I start to wonder what could have happened and the director's voice, explaining where the infirmary is becomes always lower while the noise of my thoughts becomes more and more deafening.
"What?" I demand.
"Along the corridor then turn left. Are you alright?"
I nod.
I reach the door and open it widely.
The room was so little that the bed was almost attached to the door.
A little window and a bedside table were filling the remaining part of that so called room.
Few glimmers of light illuminated the hard facial features of Ian while he narrows his eyes to recognize who entered in the room.
He had two big bruises, one on his right cheek and the other one on the temple near to a deep scar covered with a plaster.
He smiles widely as he probably recognizes me.
"What are y-"
I interrupt his saying as I whisper "what the hell Ian? What happened???"
He laughs.
"Come here" He wishes making place on the bed so that I could sit.
"This bed is so little that you can barely stay in it."
"I'm such a gentleman."
I sit near him and I could finally look at him in the eyes closely.
"You worried me to death" I say. His eyes were of an intense green, pure beautiful green. How I missed his eyes.
"But I am the one almost dead" He smile proudly.
I hit him on the shoulder yelling "TELL ME WHAT HAPPENED?"
He nods laughing and raises his hands "Simon came to me with his crew and started to talk shit about you. He's an asshole he knows how to get my on my nerves. And I punched him and beat him up. I was so mad I couldn't stop hitting him but then his 4 friends arrived. I tried to fight back but you know 4 against 1 is unfair. I still managed to beat them tho."
He shrugs proudly and licks his lip.
"Why the hell do you care what those assholes say??"
I say rolling my eyes.
"They were saying they would rape you as soon as they got a chance. They can't hurt you. Or I am going to kill them I swear to God." He throws a punch to the bed and it starts to tremble.
"Ian!" I cry as I almost fall.
"I know what they can do. Guards are distracted for 10 seconds and they run to you and.." He becomes red and his vein on the neck becomes more visible and bloated.
I caress his cheek gently. As I get close to him I remember his perfume, years ago it used to be Hugo Boss but now is sweat mixed with prison's fustiness but still appeared to me like the best perfume in the whole world.
"I'm fine and nothing bad will happen to me."
I assure him whispering.
His eyes meet my eyes and I smile.
He places his hand on my neck and by moving his thumb he caresses me.
"I can't believe I finally found you after all this time." He says looking at me in the eyes.
"If you don't mess up in 1 year you can be out. But you MUST have good behavior. A friend of mine is one of the best lawyer in the state, I can pay him for you and he'll be able to get you out here the sooner he can." I say holding his hand.
"I appreciate." He says smiling.
"So? You accept?"
He scoffs, "I have nobody out there."
"You have your family! In addition, Carl will be out in 1/2 months maximum so you'll have him as well. A-and....you'll.. you'll have me."
He smiles.
I can feel his hand running slowly from my knee to the thigh.
Our lips were centimetres away but I could fell his breath.
I get near to him and with my left hand I grab his neck.
"I missed you." He whispers.
Our lips finally touch, after years, he tasted the same, like love, like happiness.
I smile.
Our lips starts dancing through delicate kissing.
He bits my upper lip and moves the hand that he had on my thigh, inside my skirt.