fallin hard ☠︎ carl gallagher

seven

"Shit," I mumbled, totally forgetting to call Alex. She was probably so worried since I didn't come home or tell her about the Gallagher's.

I sat on a step and called Alex. The phone didn't even need ring once.

"Charlie! What the actual FUCK!" she yelled through the phone.

"Damn, I'm sorry!" I jumped, yelling back.

"I thought you got kidnapped. Why the hell didn't you come home?!"

"I made a friend at school. Debbie. She invited me to her house. Her family's nice."

"And you didn't think to call? It's one in the fucking morning!"

"I'm sorry! I just got-"

"Whatever it's fine, I'm just happy to finally hear from you."

There was a pause.

"Wait. Does she have any cute siblings?" I could just picture Alex's smirk.

I laughed. "Yesssss. There's Lip, and Ian. Ian's gay though. But Lip is hot."

She laughed.

I started, "There's also this boy, Carl-"

As if on cue, he opened the front door.

"Still here? Couldn't get enough of me, huh?" Carl said, a smug smile on his face.

"Is that him?" Alex asked, hearing him through the phone.

"Mhm," I turned around, raising an eyebrow at Carl.

"I'll be home in five. See you," I ended the call.

Before leaving, I pulled out my pack of smokes and lit one.

As I was about to walk away, I felt a hand on my shoulder.

"Fuck you want?" I sighed.

"I'm bout to watch a movie, wanna join?" Carl asked.

"I bet it's a fucking porno."

"Actually no. But now that you say that..." he licked his lips.

I rolled my eyes.

"No but really, I'm about to watch The Babysitter."

"Don't care. I need to go home. Bye Gallagher." I turned around.

Suddenly, Carl's long fingers grabbed my wrist. Rough. I tried to get out of his grip, but couldn't.

Fuck he's strong.

I breathed heavily.
His mesmerizing eyes looked into mine. I couldn't stop looking at him. My feet were glued to the pavement.

We were both silent until a few minutes until he spoke.

"Come watch this movie with me, ma." Carl whispered, his lips so close to my neck they grazed my skin.
My breath was so shaky, I was scared if I spoke it would come out as a moan.

He loosened his grip and I pulled my arm back.

"F- fine, fucker," I stuttered, rubbing my wrist. I cleared my throat. "But I swear to god if anything happens I will chop your balls off."

Carl playfully pouted, "Why's everyone coming for my dick?"

"You're not going to miss it anyway. Bet it's 3 inches long," I scoffed.

"You won't have to bet baby. I can't show you," Carl walked behind me, but I swiftly moved before he could do anything.

"Can we just go inside now? It's fucking cold," I whined.