Poisoned Love {Ian Gallagher x Reader}

Deal with a Milkovich

"Y/N, did you handle that Gallagher kid?" Iggy asked, throwing a piece of popcorn at me,

"I already told you, I got real nice, there was so much blood and he was crying, oh you should have seen it,"

I laughed, hoping he and Colin would believe it, "Damn what'd you do, hit him with your bat?"

"No, I don't want to go to jail, my fist work just as fine," I held my fist up, popping a piece of popcorn into my mouth,

Iggy rolled his eyes shaking his head as he took a sip of his beer,

"Face it, Iggy, our sister's a badass," Colin laughs taking a sip of his beer,

"Cheers to that," Mandy laughs taking a seat on lap, stealing some of my popcorn,

"Cheers to that," I laugh trailing off, quietly taking a sip of my beer, "Cheers to that," I repeat the guilt eating me up,

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"Iggy, I'll be back in thirty, I'll call you to come let me in, I don't want to wake dad because I don't want to hear his mouth," I punch Iggy in the arm as I shrug on my coat, walking out the house,

"Love ya, sis,"

"Milkoviches show no love," I tease and he nods,

"Excuse me," I laugh bouncing down the stairs, hearing the door being closed behind me.

I pulled a cigarette out my pocket and placed it between my lips, pretending to take a hit, "Do you need a light?" I looked over to find Ian,

"Dude, what the hell do you want?"

"Uh, right now, to give you a light so you can smoke your cigarette," He pulls a lighter out his pocket and I eye him,

"Here take it, I have more, I don't want to smoke right now," He plucks the cigarette from my fingers and lights it, taking a long hit,

"You don't smoke do you?" I look at him,

"Yeah, yeah, I smoke,"

"No, you don't, why do you deny it, these things kill you." He laughs throwing it to the ground, putting it out with his toe,

"All Milkoviches smoke, I don't want to be the only one," I look at him and he begins to laugh, "'This is why I didn't want to tell you, you're being a jackass about it," I grunt, rolling my eyes and pushing his shoulder.

"I'm sorry, it's just you don't have to be embarrassed to be different," He wags his brows and I shake my head,

"I'm not different, I just hate the stench and taste of tobacco, now hit me up with some of the 'Devil's Lettuce', I'm all in," Ian smirks,

"Yeah?" He pulls a joint out of his pocket,

"Oh yeah? Light it up," He smirks and places the joint between his lips lighting it up, he takes a hit and hands it to me, "We could actually get along Gallagher," He laughs,

"That's nice to hear, I'd hate for to be killed for something, I didn't even do."

"You don't have to explain yourself, I believe you. Look, I love Mandy with all my heart but she tends to blow things out of proportion like all of us, Milkovihes. I once got a guy's kneecaps busted out because he said no to taking me to my sophomore homecoming,"

"Oh shit! Really?" I nod,

"I felt really bad for it, but bitch shouldn't have said no,"

"Hmmm, what is it with your family? Why are you guys so violent," I stop and pass him the joint,

"It's the Milkovich way, so says, my dad." I shrug,

"We listen to my dad or we end up with our noses looking like yours," Ian cringes,

"Shit, sorry, dude,"

"Don't be, we all have each other's back, fuck my father." I laugh as he passes the joint back to me, "Look I should get going, I told Iggy I'd be back in thirty,"

"It's only been ten minutes,"

"Really?" He nods, looking at his watch,

"Okay, I'll take your word for it, but if I'll late getting back home I'm locked out and it's your ass," Ian puts his hands up in mock surrender,

"Okay, it's been forty-five minutes, but I like spending time with you. If you can't get back into your house, you can stay at mine," He offers, smiling, "Deal?"

"Deal," I shrug taking another hit of the joint, walking further into the night with Gallagher by my side, "You know what? You're all right Gallagher,"