GOOD TO HOOD ♕carl gallagher
It was like her eyes spoke the words she never said.
When Abby grace Johnson meets the gallaghers, she realized that her family isn't the only fucked up family in town either.
❝how did i get so lucky?" ". . . you stole my wallet, motherfucker.❞
"You know, you're like cocaine." "Only crackheads like me?" "No. You're addicting." « shameless u.s. » no. 1 in #shamelessus no. 1 in #cutkosky no. 1 in #carlgallagher no. 2 in #ethancutkosky no. 18 in #shameless no. 855 in fanfiction
After running away from her family and life back in California Maria Santiago is living on the streets of Chicago until she meets Carl Gallagher a troubled young boy who helps turn her life around with the help of his family.
Lizzie is new in town, having to with her mother for the school year till summer comes. Having a complicated relationship towards her mother and learning what trust and care means by the Gallagher family. Making friends and having a platonic relationship with the mischievous delinquent Carl Gallagher. With a flashback...
A new girl comes to town and makes friends with Debbie Gallagher. But what happens when she mets the rest of the family, especially the brother.
❝I'll make you a deal. You help me piss off my ex, and I'll help you piss off your parents.❞ ❝And how exactly would we do that?❞ ❝Easy. We fake date.❞ [on hold]
a story about a boy putting his vulnerability out there, and a girl not knowing how to handle it
I'm Jessica I'm 13 and I live on the southside of Chicago next to the Gallaghers., I've lived next to the Gallaghers for 10 years. My best friend is the one and only Carl Francis Gallagher
"you don't strike me as the bad guy, gallagher." "it seems like you've got lots of experience." "i'm tougher than i look." "i never doubted that, from what i've found out about you, i would think you were unstoppable."
Carl's just a bad kid , good looks. Marissa comes around and twists him up.
"Ethan, promise me one thing." "What?" "Promise you won't forget about me." "I won't. I promise. Pinky promise." Our nine year old pinkie fingers joined together and we both smiled, thinking we'd be friends forever. *if you see anyone copying this story, please message me immediately. i came up with the ideas in this...
"I warned you. I fucking warned you to stay away. But you're a Gallagher. You don't know what you've gotten into now"
"you're my favourite person, you know that?" "you're mine," "don't need to remind me,"